Last night I got home from work and I was pretty cold. It's been bone chilling cold here and there for the last week or two, and I hate it. There are some fun, creative ways to keep warm, though, and I decided that I was going to indulge in one last night. I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, and so I was pretty tired when I walked in the door. In order to combat my fatigue, I turned on the coffee pot, and started downing the coffee. I'm not sure how much it helped to wake me up, but it definitely helped warm me up. We had some nice family time, but I had some other things in mind. While the little one was playing with the puppy, I climbed on top of Dustin and started kissing on him. I love feeling his arms around my waist. My husband works out like a body builder, and is built like one, so when his arms go around my waist, I feel tiny, and safe, and loved. So I started kissing his neck all over, and then his lips. We don't kiss passionately very often, but when we do......well, I still see fireworks. That's when the little one decided it was her turn for attention, so we had to put things on hold for a little bit.
The girls finally went to bed, and my hands, and lips started wandering. I love kissing his back and arms, partially because I know how much he likes it, but also because I absolutely love his back and arms. We switched places on the couch, and were just kind of cuddling. I started kissing on him again, and asked him to kiss my neck. He played around like he wasn't going to, so I started pulling him toward me by his shirt. That lit something in him. He grabbed me by the neck, and jumped on top of me. He not only started kissing my neck, he started biting it, hard. I started to squeal, partially in pain, partially in pleasure. I was dripping by this point, and didn't want to wait any longer. Somehow, I got up, and started pulling him towards the bedroom.
I got into the bedroom first, and started pulling my pants down. I was wearing a thong and my thigh high socks, two things I know Dustin loves to see me in. He slapped me on the ass as he came in the room behind me. I walked around to my side of the bed, and climbed up onto it, as he was climbing up on his side. We met in the middle, and started kissing again. He had removed his shirt and pants, and just had his underwear on. I love feeling his skin against mine. He started to lean back, and pulled me down on top of him. I could feel how hard he was getting, so I started grinding against him while I kept kissing all over him. I found a new spot, for at least last night, that he loved me kissing on his neck. I was hungry for him, and really didn't want to wait any longer. I had been grinding against him, along with fondling his nice, hard cock, now it was time for me to swallow him.
I pulled his underwear off quickly, and shoved him all the way down my throat, almost too quickly. I heard him groan, and faintly felt his hands on my head, shoving himself even farther down my throat. I did this for just a little bit, and then I climbed on top of him. Feeling him going inside me...that alone almost made me cum. He was very hard, and I could feel every little throb and twitch. I started slowly, still kissing all over him. He took my bra off and started sucking on my nipples. The more he played with my nipples, the harder I began to ride him. Now it was about me, how I was feeling, and what I wanted. I knew it wouldn't stay about me for long, so I had to get what I wanted.
I leaned back as I was riding, almost all the way back. I know how much he enjoys that, but I also know that is how I cum the hardest when I am on top, and it also makes me drip all over him. I got myself off, and started to beg him to get on top of me, but he knew I wasn't done. He forced me to sit up again, and as I did so, I automatically leaned back, and made myself cum again. After this, I could barely hold myself up anymore.
Now it was time for him. He put me on my back, and began to thrust harder and faster. I asked him if he wanted to get rough, the response I got was a growl, a very low, very intense, very sexy growl. Hearing this only made me want to make him punish me. I wanted to be a bad girl so I could hear him growl again, and then hear his evil laugh from the pleasure he gets in punishing me. I started to push back, and I knew that's not what he wanted. I could tell he was enjoying this. I knew him having to punish me was going to make him cum very hard. He push my hands down on the bed, and then started slapping me here and there. Each slap got a little harder, and he got a little closer to coming. Then there was the final slap. It was in just the right spot, even though my eyes were closed, I saw a bright flash of light, I thought I was going to pass out, and then we both came together.
It was a great night, and I was warm for the rest of the night, too. Looks like my plan worked. ;)
