Simply Great Sex

I've been waiting all day for you to come home babe. The house was quiet without you, but I had a plan to make up for lost time. I heard the shower turn on, and I knew it was my cue. I slipped into my favorite matching bra, panties, and suspender set, the black lace hugging my curves just right. I slid my tan, fully fashioned seamed stockings up my legs, the silky nylon felt so smooth against my skin. I wanted to drive you wild, to make you forget about the long day you had had at work.

I stretched out on the bed, my legs parted in anticipation , and began to tease myself ready for when you came into the bedroom. My foot ran up and down my inner thigh, the sensation sending shivers through my body. I could feel the wetness building between my legs, my pussy aching for you for your touch. I slipped a finger up and down the gusset of my panties, the lace was now already damp with my juices , then as I heard the shower turn off, and I knew you'd be out at any moment.

The bathroom door creaked open, and there you were, naked and dripping wet. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of me, your cock already beginning to harden, I loved the look of it as it hung heavy against your leg. "Fucking hell , Lynda," you murmured, your voice low and husky. "You look incredible."

I smiled, my finger was still teasing my pussy through the lace. "I've been thinking about you all day, babe " I said, my voice breathy with anticipation. "I want you to fuck me, Clive. I want you to fuck me hard."

You stood beside the bed, your cock was now fully erect and in hour hand, so I reached out and I took it in my hand. I stroked you slowly, feeling your velvety skin so soft against your hard length, veins standing out against your shaft. You moaned, your hips gently bucking slightly as I teased you stroking your full length. Your hands reached down, pulling my boobs out of my bra, your fingers pinching my nipples. I gasped, my back arching as pleasure coursed through me. My other hand slipped inside my panties, my fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in slow circles, it felt so good.

"You're so fucking wet," you growled, your eyes dark with desire. "I can see it soaking through your panties."

I moaned, my hips bucking as I fucked my fingers in and out of my pussy. "I want you inside me," I begged. "I want to feel your cock filling me up."

You didn't need to be told twice. In one swift move, you pulled my panties off, lifted my legs up, and thrust into me. I cried out, my body stretching to accommodate your size. You began to move, your hips slamming against mine as you fucked me hard and fast. Your hands roamed my body, running across the tops of my stockings, your fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. This was what I wanted , I wanted you completely and fully, I gave into you.

Your cock felt incredible inside me, the friction of your movements sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as I approached the edge. "Fuck, Clive," I moaned. "I'm so close. I'm going to come."

Your pace quickened, your hips slamming against mine as you chased your own release. Your balls tightened, and I knew you were close. I bucked beneath you, my body convulsing as my orgasm hit me. Then you pulled out just in time for me to see your cock spurting hot streams of cum all over my stomach and into my public hair.

I lay there, panting and sated, as you rolled off and collapsed beside me. You pulled me into your arms, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. "Fuck, Lynda," you murmured. "That was incredible."

I smiled, my body still tingling with pleasure. "I'm glad you think so," I said, my voice soft and content. "Because I have a feeling we're going to be doing that a lot more often."

You chuckled, your arms tightening around me. "I wouldn't have it any other way," you said, your voice filled with love and satisfaction.