A Kiss Goodnight - Part 5 - Sex Stories

A Kiss Goodnight - Part 5

... I’d just need a quick fuck to be satisfied. I’d meet him at the front door and I’d welcome him home with a kiss. I’d then silently turn around and lean over the back of the couch. Tom would lift my dress up. If I was wearing panties, he’d pull them to the side. I’d be already wet from thinking about Tom fucking me. I’d be rubbing my pussy whilst standing there waiting for him. Tom would drop his school pants and slide his big cock into me. He’d pound me hard until I orgasmed. I’d moan loudly with each thrust. He’d then allow himself to orgasm, and he’d unload inside me.

Likewise, I knew when Tom was feeling horny, normally by a large bulge in his pants. A lot of the time I would simply whip his cock out and give him a quick blowjob. But most of the time he wanted more. He would put me into the position he wanted. He’d then fuck me until he ejaculated. Sex with Tom made me realise that I was submissive. Although I had taken the lead with Tom for years, being dominated by a man was what I ultimately craved. Tom would bend me over and take me from behind. I’d be either bent over a piece of furniture, bent over standing, or on all fours in the doggy style position. These were Tom’s three positions of choice. I got to know them very well. He’d grab my hips and start slowly. He’d speed up until he had me moaning loudly with each thrust.

In between moans, I'd tell him to,

“Fuck Me, Tom!”

“Fuck Me Hard!”

“Fuck Me With That Big Cock!”

“Your Big Fucking ...

... Cock”

“Fuck Me Harder!

“Harder, Tom. Harder!!”

I’d repeat it over and over until he was pounding me like a jackhammer. When I could no longer talk, I’d just moan continually as he pounded me. Tom would maintain this cadence until he was cumming. He’d then thrust deeply, and hold my hips tightly as he ejaculated.

As he was cumming, I’d shout,

“Breed Me, Tom, Breed Me!”

“Fill Me With Your Cum!”

Tom graduated from high school and started at University. I missed him a lot, but I knew it was for the best.

Tom was a bit of a stud by all accounts and was popular with the ladies. He’d bring home a different girlfriend at every break. I can't deny that I was instinctively jealous.

But Tom still loved me more than anything. He would sneak into my bedroom at night and ask if I wanted a “kiss goodnight”. He’d lick my pussy, and we’d have sex. He always finished in our favourite position behind me. He’d grab my hips and start pounding me hard. I’d try to be quiet to prevent his girlfriend from hearing me. I wouldn't say anything. But Tom knew how to fuck me. I’d soon be moaning loudly with each thrust. Tom would fuck me at full speed until I could feel the familiar pulses of his cum being released into my pussy. I’d then scream with delight, as I had a final orgasm. Tom’s girlfriends no doubt heard my orgasmic screams, as they lay in his bedroom. They may, or may not have approved. But I’d always hear them getting the heck pounded out of them not long after Tom returned to ...