My Dirty Secrets 3.1
Date: 5/4/2024,
Categories:
Taboo
Author: Spendingtime, Source: LushStories
The cathedral bells rang repeatedly as the guitar solo started slowly. I waited in my bed as Nick's alarm blared on the other side of the wall.
"I'm a rolling thunder, pouring rain. I'm coming on like a hurricane. My lightning's flashing across the sky." I could hear Brian Johnson's unique voice clearly as AC/DC attempted to wake Nick.
Finally shutting off his alarm, I could hear him stumbling about on his way to his morning shower.
I was still lying naked, just as he'd left me. My pussy was tender, and I still had some of Nick inside me left over from our spectacular orgasms the night before. I could hear the water from the bathroom as I imagined the naked man who had given me so much and allowed me to take what I wanted from him as well.
A smile crept across my face as I thought again of his tender touches and the passion we shared.
I got out of bed and balled up my sheets. Two nights of sex, and they were in desperate need of washing. Rummaging through my drawers, I picked out a black lace bra that I thought Nick would enjoy and a matching pair of panties that let my ass cheeks show just enough. Hearing the water still running, I was curious.
I walked up to the bathroom door and pulled it open. Fair is fair. He watched me, and I admit seeing his wet body reminded me of all the times I'd noticed him in the pool. He was such a gorgeous man, and he had no idea. He was just Nick. My Nick, for a bit longer before I had to relinquish my claim. He did not ...
... belong to me, and I knew that. I struggled with it.
Walking into the bathroom, I pulled back the curtain and stepped in to surprise him.
"Shit, Nick, why the hell is the water so cold!" I yelped.
"What the hell are you doing in here, crazy girl?" he asked with a deep laugh.
"I heard your alarm for the ten minutes it went off and figured I'd join you before Melissa came home," I said, feigning innocence and batting my eyelashes.
Nick was a gentleman and rinsed off and adjusted the temperature for me.
"Better?"
"Much," I replied, helpless to resist cuddling up to him.
This was an experience we'd not shared. Just a brief few moments pretending our lives could be normalized together. Seeing his body and knowing I still had a license to do with it as I wished, I grabbed his cock. It was bigger than my hand, and I was proud of myself for being able to take it inside me, considering I'd never had more than my finger, hairbrush handle, or my sister's dildo.
His body couldn't help but respond as he grew firm under my touch. The head began filling my hand as I rubbed under the tip. He just looked at me as I soaped up my hands and began massaging his balls and stroking his now fully erect member.
"Jess, you're starting something we can't finish this morning," He said, obviously trying to control his desires.
"Maybe you can't finish, but I plan to," I teased.
I thought about having the house all to myself while Melissa slept and Nick was at work. Then I ...