The Welcome Home - Sex Stories

The Welcome Home

... that particular stage yet. I satisfy myself by sliding the head over the curve of your ass and then between your cheeks. I then slip into your tight hole but only to wet the head and both our appetites. Then I pull out your pussy and replace my cock with two fingers. You like my long thick fingers. Sure you like having your clit rubbed, licked and sucked but you sure do enjoy being finger-fucked. At first I slide them in slowly to give that tight little hole time to stretch and become accustomed to my filling intrusion. When your body has relaxed and welcomed the insertion then I decide we can start the real fun. I search by touch and locate, by your body’s reaction, that spot you like so much to have touched. While it might sound simple, you’re a girl with simple needs. To get you off it’s just a matter of keep finger-fucking and keep stroking that spot. I hear you come. Your face is pressed into the cushions but I can still hear the moans. In the shadowy darkness I watch the shudder of your hips as you crash through your orgasm. But my fingers never stop or even slow and keep up this relentless pleasuring of your body because I want something more from you. Something that I can only get when your body cuts completely loose and I know a sure-fire way of getting it. I increase the speed of my fingers thrusting against that sensitive spot in your pussy and then with my other hand I go back to squeezing you with my fingers just above your clit. I know what you like and start ...

... tugging and increasing the pressure. A double assault on you most sensitive spots and I get what want. It might be a quirk of mine and some might even call it a fetish but I love the sound of your pussy when it’s swamped with your cum. This is beyond mere moist or wet. This is obscene sounding as I ram my finger into you over and over again. It leaks from your pussy till it looks like you’ve pissed yourself. Your creamy cum streams down your thighs in such quantities that I can’t suck all of it up and so it continues to dribble down your legs to be only partly absorbed by your panties around your knees. I keep up the assault on your body till you come. But this is no mere orgasm. This is that final “Big One” and even through the couch and cushions I can hear you scream and scream. Your entire body thrashes and I have to leave off my finger-fucking of pussy and clit to hold on to you to stop you falling over the couch or tumbling to the floor. I wrap my arms around you to hold you safe and secure while once again forcing my tongue into your pussy bathing in its streaming juices and let you ride my face like you ride the waves of pleasure. It takes time but you eventually come down, come back from wherever “Big One” has taken you. I run hands over all the skin I can reach from my kneeling position behind you. I feather your arse with soft kisses so you know I’m still there. I soothe, I comfort and caress to maintain that connection I never want to lose. When at last you are quiet ...