She was restless and horny, two very incompatible feelings. She stared at her phone and contemplated calling him. It was stupid o’clock and he was probably still working the night shift. His response to her message confirmed this and that he would finish within the next hour or so; she’d be asleep by then for sure. She dialled his number knowing it would go straight to voicemail and left him a message in her most seductive voice.
“Hey Babe
I really want you right now.
Correction: I really NEED you right now!
Thoughts of our last encounter are imprinted in my mind,
I can still feel your skin on my skin.
I’m soaking wet as a result. As always.
I’ve replayed the whole night in my mind and then rewarded my vivid memory by watching our home movie for the zillionth time.
I really NEED you right now!”
She smiled knowing that listening to the message would make his cock rock solid. Thinking about his rock-solid cock, she instinctively touched herself; her pussy was hot and soaking wet. She thought about the collection of battery-operated boyfriends she had stashed in her bedside cabinet but resisted the urge to use the Rose or wand, two devices that were guaranteed to make her squirt within seconds. She was craving a certain level of intimacy at that point, levels that could only be administered by him; one of his many addictive attributes.
Her pussy craved intimacy, constantly. No matter how hard and often she fucked, it was never enough; she was insatiable. She considered seeing a sex therapist to find the underlying problem to her large appetite, but the thought of telling a complete stranger about her desire to fuck all day every day turned her on even more. In fact, every time she thought about seeing a therapist, she either masturbated until her pussy was sore or she fucked a link until they were dry. Nope, it had to be him. He was the only one that could sate her.
The faint yet persistent ringing in the background seemed to go on forever.
Why won’t that cunting fucker answer the fucking phone or why don’t the other cunting fucker just hang up the fucking phone, she thought.
She jumped up suddenly realising it was her own phone that was ringing; she had fallen asleep post orgasm, with her rabbit wedged under her thigh.
“Hey Sugar Plum” he said as she answered.
Her heart melted every time he called her by a pet name; he called her something different every time as if trying to find the right name for her.
“Hey baby, you good?” she cooed
“I am now. Wah bout yu?”
“Yeeeaa I’m ok, just woke up actually”
“Didn’t mean to wake you, sorry”
“It’s cool baby, how was work?”
“Open the door and I’ll tell you”.
A moment later, she screamed as she looked through the peephole and saw him standing there looking very sweaty, a little tired, mighty fine and sexy as fuck! Licking his lips, he looked her up and down as she opened the door. She was wearing one of his T-shirts that barely covered her arse. He kissed her with a hungry passion, his cock hard and rubbing against her thigh. She unzipped his pants and dropped to her knees.
“Should we take this inside?”
He gasped as she transferred his cock from his trousers to her mouth.
“I’ll take that as a no then?” He questioned breathlessly, as she hungrily sucked on his fully erect cock.
Her head bobbed up and down as she gobbled his cock like an addict. She loved giving him head and he loved it when she gave him head, especially when she took control like she was doing, now. She sucked his cock as if she was auditioning for the leading role in a movie, her suction was so powerful that he had to hold on to the door frame just to steady himself.
He was heading home from work when he listened to her message, the lust in her voice made his cock hard in an instant. He made a sudden U-turn and headed towards her flat, replaying the message over and over, through the speakers in his car until he got there. It never ceased to amaze him how aroused and hard her voice made him; and now, five minutes later, he was standing in her doorway with his cock in her mouth and about to bust his nut deep down her throat.
“Aaaaarrrgggghhhhhh, fuck, ohhhhh fuuuuuuu…k!”
He came hard and plenty; even when he thought he was finished, he was still cumming. She swallowed most of his cum and then pulled back, so whatever was left could be sprayed in her face. She was such a freak; her kink knew no boundaries, and this was one of the many reasons why he could never let her go. Not that he wanted to, far from it.
She looked up at him whilst stroking his cock, milking the last of his nut; his eyes shut tight, his cum face in full effect and his groans deep but barely audible. An inaudible groan that was somehow connected directly to her clit, it throbbed!
She stood up and watched him, comatose and frozen to the spot; she took a few steps backwards and as he opened his eyes, she turned and walked back into her flat. Her roll, slow and deliberate; his T-shirt that lifted and fell over her arse with every step, accentuated her curves. Fully in a trance, he tried to follow her and immediately stumbled forgetting his trousers were around his knees. She stopped and looked over her shoulder, checking that he was ok before resuming her slow and deliberate roll. She was beyond horny and determined to complete her mission. Obediently he followed her into the bedroom and stopped on command.
“Take your clothes off” she ordered.
His cock stood to attention at the authority in her voice. She licked her lips as she looked him up and down; her pussy ached, she longed to feel every part of him inside her but couldn’t decide what she wanted first. She kissed him, kissed, and licked each of his lips in turn before exploring his mouth with her tongue. He loved the way she held his hands when they kissed, his cock always throbbed when she held eye contact as they kissed. Her nipples were hard and felt like bullets. He loved how hard her nipples got and the way they felt on his chest, the harder they kissed. 
He reached around to hold onto her arse, squeezing her firm and juicy cheeks. She let out a soft moan and slowly gyrated her hips as he squeezed. Her pussy was soaking wet, and she needed to cum, like six days ago!
“Finger me!” She ordered.
Kissing her harder, he held on to her fat pussy and applied pressure on her clit. It felt so firm, yet spongy and warm. She gasped as he casually slipped a finger into her wetness, his nails gently scratched her inner walls causing a gush of cunt juice. It felt hot, thick, and creamy. He pushed his finger in deeper, working his way towards her cervix. Her cunt juice flowed freely, he had to taste her. He inserted another finger and fucked her gently, pushing against the stream of cunt juice and resisting the urge to taste. Her eyes closed, as she relaxed into his kiss and his fingers dug deeper in her pussy.
“Oooooh fuck! Baaaaaaaabbeeeeeeeeee” she moaned as she came.
“Open your eyes and look at me!” He ordered
She did as instructed, and came harder, her body shook.
“Fuck me please baby, I need to feel your cock inside me, fuck me, please” she begged.
He looked deep into her hypnotic brown eyes and was instantly whipped; the delicate tone in her voice added to his excitement. Damn she looked so sexy, horny, and very fuckable.
“Fuck me please baby” she cooed as she kissed him hungrily and stroked his cock.
His cock was rock solid; of course, it was. She had that effect on him, touch, taste, talk everything about her made his cock hard. He was well and truly whipped, but then so was she. She had to have him, he was the only one that made her wet without touching, much less being around her. Before he could blink, she pushed him on to the bed and straddled him; kissing all over his face and neck, rubbing her wetness all over his groin, before raising her hips slightly giving his cock some room to find his way home.
“Aaahhhh” they chorused as the connection was made.
She sat still, savouring the way every inch of his hard cock felt inside her. She squeezed his cock gently, contracting her pussy walls in time to the song that played in her head.
“You’re gonna make me cum if you keep squeezing my cock like that” he said breathlessly.
She shrugged and kissed him hard, biting his lip in the process. She started to ride him, slow but strong, gyrating her hips and still squeezing his cock in the process. She loved to ride, loved being on top of him, watching as he fought the urge to cum so soon. She picked up the pace, went for a mini sprint and then slowed her roll right back down to almost zero. He growled at the sudden change in pace from slow to fast to slow again, he was on the brink of shooting his load, when she switched it up yet again. Damn, she could fuck! She really knew how and loved to ride his cock. She knew exactly what to do to delay his inevitable; it didn’t always work though.
He caressed her breasts as she rode him causing her cunt juice to trickle. He rolled both of her nipples simultaneously, her grip on his cock tightened as she now, fought the urge to cum. He squeezed her nipples harder and raised up slightly to suck them.
“Oooooooh baby, baby baaaaaayyyyybbe” she moaned loudly.
She held onto his head, pulling him in closer and holding him tight. She loved having her breasts sucked and her nipples bit, especially when she was riding his cock. He was doing both. Pushing them both together, pulling them apart; biting, kissing, and sucking. She rode him slow, she couldn’t concentrate, she was on the edge, but tried to delay the explosion. He thrust up harder, forcing her to pick up back the pace and embrace her forthcoming orgasm.
“Cum for me” he said softly.
Those three words pulled rank and her pussy gave in; she whimped out and came like a motherfucker.
“Hhhhmmmm arrrgghhhhhhh ooohhh baaaaaabeeeee fu fu fuccckkkk…”
Her body shook more than usual, she came hard, she squirted harder. He sucked her nipple a little harder, while squeezing the other. She kept cumming! Her angelic cum face and never-ending squirting pussy, blew his fucking mind and he growled as he came, again. Dripping in sweat, she collapsed on his body. His softening cock slowly slid out of her sodden pussy. The scent of their combined cum and sweat juice aroused them both, but they were spent.
“Let’s spoon baby” she cooed and assumed the position before he had a chance to respond.
“Mmmm” was all he could summon the strength to say.
He loved the way she curled into him, making sure her arse was snugly against his groin, her back firmly against his chest; his arm around her holding her close, his face buried in the back of her neck, he fell into a deep and content sleep. She felt the rise and fall of his chest on her back, with every breath. It felt soothing, warm, and surprisingly erotic. She moved his hand to her breast and on instinct he cupped his hand; she was asleep within seconds.
