by Holly Hart
“Really?” I say. Honestly, I’m just fishing for a compliment. I love it when Charlie talks to me like this. No wonder it’s my secret fantasy!
“Fuck yes. Fucking really,” Charlie growls. “Penny, this is the best idea you’ve had all month.”
“I know,” I grin. “Now – are you going to going to –“ I pause. The word rolls off my tongue. “– Fuck me, or just stand around talking about it all day?”
Charlie doesn’t reply. Not with words. Another crack rings out as he spanks me teasingly, pushing me forward. He makes a low, throaty moan, and grips the left-hand side of my body.
With his other hand – I imagine – he guides his thick, pulsating cock. I feel it – the heat of it – pressing against my pussy. I back into it.
“Please,” I groan. “Please Charlie, just take me.”
He does.
I feel his thickness parting my legs.
“Oh God, you’re so fucking wet, Penny,” Charlie groans. “Don’t you dare fucking change.”
I have no idea what that means, but I love it. Does Charlie really expect me to walk around all day like this? I stifle a laugh. In his mind, I bet he’d love that!
And then all conscious thought gets pushed out of my mind. I can’t think, I can barely breathe. Charlie thrusts his cock into me, gripping both my hips, and digging in with his fingernails.
“Yes!” I moan.
“You’re going to come for me,” Charlie growls.
The pleasure that’s squeezing his balls constricts the gruffness in his throat. I love it! My body is bound and defenseless, but I love that it has an effect on Charlie he can’t conceal. Not even when I’m blindfolded!
“You’re going to come for me, you little slut. And you’re going to love it.”
I don’t doubt it.
Charlie’s right about another thing.
I am going to come… Soon.
I collapse forward, struggling with my bound wrists to stay upright as Charlie’s cock rams into me. I love it when he fucks me on my hands and knees. He goes so deep, stretching me like I didn’t know it was possible to be stretched.
“Charlie –!” I whimper.
My husband – my lover’s – throat gurgles with suppressed pleasure. He slaps my ass once more for good measure, and as the pleasure ripples through my body –
I explode.
I feel Charlie’s heat explode inside me. He collapses on top of me, the sweat on his front mingling with the sweat on my back. His lungs strain, and his chest rises and falls in time with mine.
I feel him lean forward. I sense his heat once again near my earlobe. I feel him hook a finger underneath my blindfold, and finally free me from the darkness.
“Don’t you think,” he whispers. “It’s time we had a baby of our own?”
The End. Really!
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