Mid-afternoon and I was sitting on the couch in a pair of shorts and a tank top. A couple hours outside in the heat and I was nursing a beer and mindlessly letting the tv run an old game show channel. It was Saturday and the little bit of yard work I wanted to do was done, so here I was relaxing. I was considering taking a shower, but Anna should be home soon, and I wanted to see her after her shift.
“You never say ‘one more spin’. You’ll always whammy,” I mumbled quietly as the little red monster popped up, taking all of the woman with the bouffant’s money with its malicious laugh.
A quiet click sounded out over the chatter on the tv.
“Hi babe!” I yelled through into the kitchen where I heard Anna shuffling out of her shoes and toward the bedroom. No response, but that wasn’t odd. Anna was quiet at the best of times, and absolutely silent at others. I didn’t mind. It was never uncomfortable silence, we’d always been a laid back couple, and the two years we’d been together hadn’t changed that.
A couple minutes later, she crept into the living room, seeing what was on the tv. She stood and watched as the balding man in a suit tried his luck with the buzzer.
I leaned over to set my beer down on the table and had a good look at Anna. She looked good, but I always thought that. Boyfriend’s eyes. Today her dark brown hair was in a simple ponytail, and I counted a few freckles across her shoulders. Probably from the sun we got last weekend at the amusement park down by the water. We’d strolled around and I won her a tiny stuffed plush she had looked at a few times when she thought I didn’t notice.
Her tank top was nicer than mine, some sort of blue that matched her short floaty skirt. She worked at a boutique clothing shop, assistant manager after just a year and her outfits were always fashionable. A good sales tactic, but she would have worn them anyway.
Business suit on the screen reluctantly quit spinning while he was ahead and I nodded absentmindedly at his prudence. When he’d finished, Anna turned to me and we shared a warm smile. She was probably thinking the same thing.
Her expression changed after that to a sort of pouty, pleading look that I knew well.
“Tough day, sweetness? Cmere.” I gestured by opening my arms wide and she smiled and put her thighs around mine for a cuddle. She put her arms around my shoulders, and snuggled her face right up into my neck, taking a deep breath.
We sat there, touch from toes to neck, her body molded up against mine, enjoying the feeling of closeness. I rubbed up and down her back, squeezing hugs occasionally. Then I moved my hands up to her hair and neck to undo the ponytail. I ran my fingers through her hair and scrunched it up in my fists to pull lightly at her scalp. I felt deep nose breaths tickling my neck as she wiggled, trying to get even closer. Contented sighs and quiet little moans were breathed into my skin as I tried to massage the long day of work out of her. She practically istanbul rus escort purred at my touch.
I felt lips on my neck, and tiny pecks started going up and down from my shoulder up to my ear. Goosebumps dotted my arms and I suppressed a shiver. I smiled. It seemed like she wanted to play. She must have had more stress we needed to relieve in a different way. I moved my hands down. To her waist, then her ass, and squeezed.
“I must stink, babe, I was working in the yard earlier.” I knew that wasn’t true. Sure I’d sweated, but not enough to be gross. I also knew Anna liked it, she’d told me so more than once, with a blush every time. Lastly, I knew Anna liked some teasing with her sex. Just a little bit of embarrassment for things that really weren’t embarrassing at all. Hell I liked the way she smelled too after a little bit of a sweat.
“I better take a shower before we fool around, I wouldn’t wanna gross you out.” And I halfheartedly made to push her away. She hummed out a disapproving “mm-mm” and grinded herself into me more tightly before moving her face to the other side of my neck and giving me lick from collarbone almost to my ear. She started purring again.
“Little pervert,” I chuckled quietly and knew she was blushing now. She couldn’t help herself and it thrilled me.
My hands on her ass went lower. Searching for the bottom of the skirt and underneath to grab at her-oh. Bare ass. The little minx must have taken off her panties at the door. She’d planned this.
With a smirk I asked, “oh naughty kitten. Did you take your panties off, or didn’t you wear any today? Were you feeling a little slutty today? Wanted to show off?” I knew that wasn’t the case, but I’d pretend because I knew it would drive her crazy.
She wiggled more, grinding harder into me and her breaths started coming out quicker.
“With that skirt anyone could have seen everything you have. I bet you loved that. Little pervert.”
More grinding, and a little whine to let me know I was on the right track. I squeezed at her bare ass, pushing her into me, spreading her open to the living room.
“Well then, naughty little kitten, show me what you were showing everyone at work today.”
She held me even tighter. Grinding harder against my lap; feeling my hardness underneath her.
“No? Everyone but me gets to see it?”
A long moan escaped her then, and I knew it was time to move to the next step.
“Let me see if I can find it.” And I reached my arm between us and under her skirt to the shaft that had been digging into my stomach for a couple minutes now. Bunching her skirt around her waist I grabbed ahold of the rock hard cock, a solid six inches of girldick waiting for some more stimulation.
“Oh, someone definitely needs some extra stress relief today, doesn’t she? Spent all day showing off and now she’s so worked up she can hardly stand it.”
Anna gasped as I took a firm grip on her throbbing izmir escort cock. Not moving my hand, just holding it tightly. She whined and pushed her hips at me, trying to get some extra stimulation.
“Aww. Does poor baby wanna cum?” She whimpered in a desperate humming “mmm-hmm!” Flexing her ass in my hand and thrusting, unable to move much in my grasp.
“You’re so wet, kitten. You must have been leaking all day to get like this.” And I slithered my hand down to her balls, rolling them gently. “So full. I’m surprised you weren’t hiding out in the bathroom jerking off when you’re backed up like this!”
Quiet “ah! ah!” sounds whispered into my ear. She was practically drooling on me as I teased and taunted her into a mess of arousal.
“Then let’s work that big load out of you, pretty girl. Would you like that? Would you like to squirt all over me? Pump out a hot load of cum onto my hand and tummy?”
A keening sound issued from her throat as she frenziedly humped against me. She was so worked up she couldn’t sit still for a second.
“Okay, okay. I’ll help you let out all that stress right into my hand.” And I returned to her rigid pole that was practically burning in my hand.
Once I’d resumed my tight grip, Anna leaned back, gripping my shoulders and looking into my eyes. Her sparkling green eyes filled with a faraway look as she started pumping her hips. Using my hand hurriedly. I wasn’t even moving. Her need was so strong she did all the work.
“That’s it, baby. Work it alllll out. Squirt that hot cum all over. Come on baby, give it to me. You’re gonna feel sooo much better once that’s out. I know you need it. Feels good, doesn’t it? Getting that fat cock jerked off by my big hands. We’re gonna squeeze out every last drop. I want it all. I want you to cum! Cum for me, kitten! Cum!”
At the last word, she stiffened and jerkily thrust twice more, and finally came. With her mind elsewhere, I started pumping. Squeezing hard, harder than before and trying to pump every last bit of stress from her body.
“Yessss,” I hissed, “gimme all that cum you little pervert. Cum on me, cum on my hands. Cum all over my tummy.” And she did. Strings of cum fired out of her as she moaned and whined. All the way up to my chest above the tank top, and across my stomach. “So good baby, so much! Don’t stop!” I encouraged her to keep cumming.
When the shots became dribbles, I slowed my hand but didn’t stop. She shuddered atop me, the stimulation just a little too much. But she made no move to stop me, just tightening her grip on my shoulders and huffing out her breath.
I continued to stroke her, her cock still hard in my hand, though softening as her orgasm stopped. I swept up the cum she’d spilled on us with both hands, and returned to her cock, pulling and squeezing it, maintaining my slow pace and using the cum as a lubricant to work the head of her dick. The other hand crept back toward her ass.
“That can’t be all izmir otele gelen escort of it, gorgeous. I know you’ve got some more in there for me,” I cooed at her, coaxing her to return to her thrusting. “Just a bit more. I know there more.”
Her eyes filled with something akin to fear when I refused to stop, but we’d played this game before. She worried at her lip, but my hand on her ass urged her forward.
“Come on baby, a little bit more.”
That same hand slid toward her asshole. My index finger covered in cum brushing over her hole, feeling it flex and relax as I teased it.
With some trepidation, she resumed thrusting, groaning as she rode the line between pain and pleasure, her desire to cum again overriding the stimulation of her sensitive cock.
“Good girl, now give me some more cum. I wanna see you shoot again.”
She groaned again, as if to say ‘I’m trying!’ and her hips moved but she lacked her previous coordination.
“Here baby, I know you just had a big orgasm so I’ll help. You just sit still and let me get it for you.”
Her hips stopped moving, but she bit her lip again. She knew I wouldn’t be as gentle as she would.
I gripped her cock tightly, and pushed my first two fingers all the way up her ass, using my other fingers and thumb to grip her. I had her held almost still between my hands, and I set a furious pace on her cock, whipping my hand all the way up and down the shaft, squeezing it relentlessly as I forced her to cum again.
Where once I had coaxed and asked, I now demanded.
“You’re going to cum for me, do you understand? I want to see that cum and you’re not going anywhere until you do.”
She nodded, wide-eyed and almost afraid of my intensity.
“Good, now I want you to cum. And I don’t mean in a minute. Now.” I emphasized the last word, and she looked back helplessly. Then she looked down at her dark red cock, enflamed by its recent vigorous attention. Willing it to spurt as I roughly worked it.
“Anna. ” I said in a warning tone. She knew I wanted her to cum, but I knew it never came this quickly or easily. All part of the game.
She groaned in response, her eyes to the ceiling now. Certainly she was also wishing she could cum and get this pleasurable torture over. Despite that, she began to work her hips again, trying to give herself that nudge to finish the job.
“Anna.” And she groaned again, more loudly, desperately attempting to cross that line.
“Cum for me.”
That last command did it. She gave a loud cry of pain and pleasure and shot again. Just a couple of weak spurts following the tremendous orgasm moments before, but enough to satisfy me.
“Such a good girl,” I crooned at her, releasing her cock from my hand after a few cursory strokes to empty her out.
Anna collapsed onto me then, my fingers still buried in her ass, and shuddered. She let out a few shaky breaths as she relaxed onto my chest.
I slowly removed my fingers from her ass, earning me a quiet groan, but no movement. I wiped my hands off on my shorts and put them on her back.
“I love you babe.”
Anna turned her face up toward mine and gave me the same smile I fell in love with, and then kissed me on the chest and laid her head back down and closed her eyes, a content smile on her face.