Date: 11/5/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: luckyguppy, Source: LushStories
I was horny and pissed. I had woke up and my man was gone. Gah, that asshole, he knew I hated waking up alone. Reminds me of bad times. Laying, tummy down, on our bed, I was reading something "steamy". I just had a towel covering my butt, even though I had had my shower hours ago. This writer was good. I was wiggling around slightly trying to get pressure on my clit without actually touching myself. Ugh, I was getting soaking wet. I heard him come in the apartment. My pussy got a little wetter, wanting and knowing it was going to get his attention. I heard his slight intake of breath as he opened the door to our room. I could feel his gaze practically eating up my appearance, heard him undressing himself. All the while I was pretending to read my book. I had read the same sentence like six times already and my wiggling was increasing, making my pussy even more wet. I was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that I was so affected by his stare. I heard him walk over to the bed. He stood there for several moments. My breathing hiked up a little in anticipation. Then without any warning, he put one hand on my ass and shoved two fingers of his other hand deep in my pussy. I couldn't help it, a moan escaped me. No more pretending now. He leaned his body onto mine, putting his lips to my ear, he whispered in that sexy, husky voice, "Oooh, baby you're soooo wet." He twirled his fingers inside me. He moved his hand from my ass, up my body, and into my hair, which he ...