DISCLAIMER: ALL PEOPLE, PLACES, AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE PURELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITY TO ACTUAL PERSONS OR EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL!
It had been a long day at work and all I really wanted to do wanted go home, put on my PJ’s, have a glass (or three!) of wine, and go to bed. So when I got home, the first thing I did was put on my nightgown, knowing that I was not going anywhere for the rest of the evening, pour that first glass of wine, sit on the couch and turn on the TV.
I was on my second glass of wine when the front door opened and he walked in. I don’t know how long I had been sitting there, but I could see past him that it was getting dark. Without bothering to close the door he crossed the room to stand in front of me.
Without taking his eyes off of me, he leaned in and pushed down the shoulders of my nightgown exposing my naked tits. With just the slightest touch, he circled each of my nipples, just once, with his thumbs. He pulled his faded blue t-shirt off over his head dropping it unceremoniously on the floor. Next, still without speaking, he opened his trousers, pulled out his cock, and started stroking it until it grew hard and rigid.
He kept stroking until it began to throb then he stopped. He got on his knees in front of me, put his hands on my ankles and slowly ran them up the insides of my legs, simultaneously pushing up my nightgown and separating my legs.
When my nightgown was up around my waste he could see that I was not wearing any panties. He leaned down, gently placed one kiss on the inside of each of my thighs then began to nuzzle my pussy.
He pushed my legs further apart and began to lick me up and down, pushing my lips apart with his tongue. He flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue before continuing to lick my lips.
He began circling the opening to my vagina with his tongue. Pressing his tongue to the opening but not putting it inside before starting over again. He continued this for a few minutes, alternating between licking, kissing, and gently sucking my entire pussy until he could feel me begin to relax.
I leaned back, and before closing my eyes, I took one last look at the front door, noticing that it was still open, and anyone walking down the street just had to turn their head and they would what was happening on my living room couch.
Finally, he inserted his tongue as far into my vagina as it would go. Fucking me with his tongue, I could now hear guttural moans coming from his throat. I could also feel myself getting wetter and wetter by the second!
He pulled his tongue out of me and began flicking it across my clit. Gently at first, then with ever increasing pressure. Sometimes his tongue would move in circles, sometimes side to side or up and down, never repeating the pattern. Occasionally his tongue would leave my clit so that he could lick my vagina inside and out again.
Finally I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached for his head with my hand pressed him firmly to me. He began to ravenously lick and suck all areas of my pussy. When his mouth once again found my clit I lifted my hips to meet his tongue, undulating up and down. As I began to shake he grabbed my hips with my hands to steady them causing the pressure inside me to build.
With one last shutter I let out a cry of passion while my whole body exploded with pleasure.
He kept licking for a few minutes. Softly, as if to help release any remaining tension in my body. Then, he lowered my nightgown back down over my knees and stood up.
His cock was still as hard as a rock. Once again, he took it in his hands, gave a final few strokes, and shot his load all over my still exposed tits.
Once he was drained dry, he tucked his now flaccid dick back into his pants, grabbed his t-shirt off the floor and put it back on. He gave me one last look, turned and left, this time closing the door behind him.