Coming Home:- Unleashing Pent Up Desire - Sex Stories

Coming Home:- Unleashing Pent Up Desire

... stretch out on the floor where we are and consummate our coming together. As the strength and despair of our kiss deepens, you rake the fingernails of your right hand along my spine, burning through the light cotton of my shirt. This creates a deep wanton moan, which rolls up out of my depths into our joined mouths. You are one wild vixen, and you slip your left hand between us, and undo a button on my shirt. You work your hand under my shirt, and rake your fingers through the hairs on my chest. Next, without warning your fingers grip, and pull at my chest hairs. You release your grip, then gently move your fingers around and caress my raised nipple. You are teasing my nipple one second; next, you are applying a pinch to it. Your actions are able to elicit a substantive and deep groans from within me. You know exactly what it takes to elevate the testosterone level within me, and you persist until I break away from our kiss. I let go of your voluptuous buttocks, allowing your weight to move back onto your feet. This allows, you to straighten your clothing. You look around at the pervs who have gathered to watch our display. I suspect they are watching mostly to see your bare ass, and likely the open folds of your sex, as your thong has ridden up in between them. Gripping your hand, I rush down the terminal, towards the collection area, towing you with me. We are just in time to watch your luggage come around on the carousel; gathering it, we head outside to my car. A car ...

... sitting in the tropical midday sun is no place to carry on where we left off. We make our way to my apartment, which is only a five-minute drive from the airport. Thankfully, we are able to make it in four. My erection is painful as it strains against my tight jeans. Once inside my apartment, you waste no time encircling me with an arm around my waist and moving your soft, wet lips onto my neck. Sucking, licking and nibbling up along my neck, you taste residue of my aftershave mixed with the salty sweat. Now that we are alone, there is no holding you back. Your moans are long, deep, and hungry as your lips work their way up towards my right ear. You slide a hand between us, and move your fingers to release most of the buttons of my shirt, and then you slip your arm behind me. Within seconds, I feel your fingernails, as you start scraping them along my back. Your wet sucking lips and hot breathing reach my ear. “Fucking hell, Liz! You’re certainly on fire today. It’s been a long time since you have acted so amorously.” Responding to my comments, you swirl your long wet tongue in and around my ear. Then you exhale into my ear and drag your fingernails down, along my back. You are certainly firing me up, as a chilling shudder passes through me. You have released enough buttons to slide your other hand against my chest. My hands are working feverishly on releasing the belt in my jeans, undoing the clip, and lowering the zipper. I was not fast enough to stop you dragging your ...