Drexel: Sloppy Seconds
It’s 12:42 am and I’ve been sitting in my car outside Carol’s house for an hour. She told me that Hank might stop by tonight, but not that he was staying for cake. It’s hard sharing a woman with her ex-husband..in a couple ways.
At exactly 1:02am I see her front door open framing Hank as he zips his pants in the porchlight. Carol stands just inside in the night shirt I bought her, her face hidden in shadow. Just as he’s about to leave he takes one more look inside and says something I can’t make out before grabbing a handful of her tits and squeezing.
Two minutes later I stand in front of the same door, now with the porch light turned off. Carol opens up and I can smell the sex in the air. The living room is a mess littered with a couple empty bottles of wine and a small pile of her clothes thrown around for good measure.
“I couldn’t get him to leave any sooner.” She says as she holds me against her body. I can feel the damp sweat of her clinging t-shirt as I pull her tighter to me. “I knew you would be waiting baby. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t…”
I cut her off with a kiss. I can’t get enough of this woman. Even reeking of another man’s passions, she excites me beyond my ability to refuse her anything.
We make out aggressively as I push her back towards the bedroom. Tonight is not a time for words. I don’t think I could string two words together at this moment with the tent being pitched in my pants. She rubs and strokes me through my jeans as we make our way to the bed.
I look up as we break our kiss and notice that the bed is also messed up. So they must have started in the living room and came here to finish. These walls would have enough stories to fill a hundred books with stories so lurid they would make a nun cry in horror.
I pull the sweat soaked shirt over her shoulders to reveal her glorious 36C breasts. Her nipples stand at attention, already slightly swollen from the earlier attention they got. I can’t resist and I take a nipple into my mouth and suck on it lovingly. She cries out in pain even though I’m not sucking that hard, yet holds my head tightly to her.
I place her gently on the bed and begin to take off the rest of my clothes. I can’t wait to feel her skin against me. As I climb on top of her to kiss her lips, she wastes no time in pushing my head down to her treasure. She gets off on having her pussy eaten after sex. Its the one thing guaranteed to make her multi-ogasmic.
I dive into her used muff fearlessly, stroking my tongue like a three inch dick inside her hot and steamy pussy. I can feel her leg muscles tense as I probe deeply, sucking her lips and sliding across her clit as I lap her into submission. I reach down and spread her lips with my fingers and then attack her clit swirling the tip of my tongue in circles as she builds to her climax.
She holds onto my hair like handles as cums, pulling me harder inside her sopping wet snatch. I feel her body tense and my mouth is rewarded with a fountain of her love juices which flow down my chin.
I sit up and wipe her cum off my face with the back my hand as I grab my hard and ready cock. We look into each other’s eyes as the tip touches her sex and is seared by the heat of randy cunt. I plunge in full stroke as she lets out a gasp, her nails digging into my hips as she holds me inside her. We begin a steady rhythm as pull back and forth, the sound of our frothy passion filling the room.
I reach down sliding my arms under her knees as I pull her legs up and plow into her soaking gash. My dick is slick with our combined juices. I swivel my hips as I piston in and out of her I and I feel her body tense in yet another orgasm. Then it's like I’m stirring a full cup of coffee with my dick, its so hot and wet. I know I won’t last much longer.
I see the sweat drip from my forehead into her face, and we’re so lost in the moment she can’t feel it. My balls begin to tingle and I know I’m almost there. I lean down and kiss her savagely as my rhythm falters and the pressure mounts in my loins. I’m going to cum. ‘Slap. Slap. Slap. SLAP!’
We climax together as I pump my load deep inside her grasping channel. Her lips search my neck as she rides out her own orgasm until we finally lay panting in our own filthy leavings.
“I love you Drex.” She says breathing heavy and stroking my back with her fingertips.
“I know baby.” I sleep like the dead.
It’s 5:45am and my phone goes off from my pants on the floor. As I crawl out of bed I notice that Carol is still knocked out, her sweet ass partially covered by the sheet.
It’s my partner Bill. “What is it man?” I say with my scraggly ‘just woke up’ voice.
“Hey man, sorry to bother you. You still at Carol’s?”
“Yeah.”
“Well something’s happened. Marty from the overnight desk called. Hank’s dead.”
Fuck.