A Surprising Visitor At Night - Sex Stories

A Surprising Visitor At Night

Disclaimer: All of the following characters are over 18.

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It's late at night as I wake up from my phone that's buzzing next to me. I get blinded by the bright display and a glance at the clock tells me that it's 3 a.m. I'm opening the messenger app automatically and my breath gets stuck halfway as I see that it's been you texting me a couple times.

D: Are you up? I'm on the way to your house.

D: Pumpkin? I'm almost there.

D: Baby, please... please tell me you're up. I need you.

D: Please let me inside.

As I read the last message, I'm wide awake, my eyes widen in shock. I throw away my blanket and run to the front door. I spy through the little window and can see how you're sitting on my porch, leaning against the pillar of my porch roof. We haven't seen each other in months, not met up since that amazing last night. We have stayed in touch, but the messages got less and less. And now you're here. In the middle of the night. I tighten up the belt of my robe that I put on in my rush to the door and open it. Your head spins around and fixates me.

You look tired as you get up and walk towards me but there's also hunger in your eyes. Your hands surround my face and pull my mouth onto yours. I gasp and a whimper slips out when you begin to kiss me like a starving man that tastes his first meal in days. I can taste the beer you must have had, and you notice my hesitation. You mumble a "tell me to stop if you don't want this" between two kisses and a shiver ...

... crawls up my spine. I wrap my arms around your neck for a silent agreement and you gently push me backwards, guiding me inside. Your foot kicks against the door and it closes with a bang.

I suck on your tongue, bite your lower lip and earn a loud growl. Your hands slide under my butt cheeks, grab them and lift me up. I wrap my legs around your hips, not letting go of your lips for a single second. "I missed this. I missed you." I gasp out and you tell me how much you missed me as well. Seconds later I find myself sitting on my dining table. Your hands tug on my robe belt. It doesn't open straight away and driven by your impatience you begin to pull on it harshly. I reach down to help you as I hear the cracking. I pull my mouth off yours and shoot you an angry look. "Are you fucking serious?" I hiss at you, but you're just staring at me while continuing to pull the robe off my shoulders.

"Shush, Baby. I'll buy you a new one," you say, sliding a thumb into my mouth. I bite it and your eyes darken. "Suck it like a good girl, pumpkin" and I bite it again, smirking at you. My tongue slides around your thumb and you growl. I suck on it, wishing it would be something else than your finger. Not pulling your thumb out of my mouth, you give me a last kiss before licking your way down my chin, to my neck, to my collarbone. I squirm on the table and your other hand finds my thigh, keeps me in place with a firm grip.

I can feel your teeth on my collarbone as you bite me so hard ...