Friday, July 31, 2009

One Final Fuck

I received a call a couple of days earlier for a repeat performance before she leaves.
The call itself was unexpected since she'd said she wouldn't call again.

I show up and park in front of the home. There is no longer any need for discretion. Grabbing my bag of toys I walk up to the front door and walk in.

The entire place is empty. My footsteps are echoing in the empty home since all furniture has been packed and shipped,  I found her on the floor on an air mattress and a light sheet.

"I was wondering if you were coming," she asked with sleep in her voice.
"Was going to, but I've had a busy couple of days."
"Too busy for me?"
"I'm afraid so."  She seemed hurt, but she knew what was going on with me.

"You don't need your bag of tricks.  I loved what you did the other morning. But you could have at least shaved and get a haircut. You're starting to get a bit too shaggy."
"Thanks." 
With that, I dropped my bag and clothing and snuggled up with her, and repeated the performance of the other night but she wanted more anal.
So we just laid there together hugging, kissing, and talking about her trip home.
She lifted herself and offered her ass, of which I kissed and caressed.
My hand followed her curves down to her wet pussy where I rubbed and fingered it, much to the moans of approval that followed.  What almost sent her over the edge is when I pushed my tongue into her asshole and proceeded to fuck her with it.

Continuing that for a few minutes and then I roughly shoved my cock in her ass.  It was an instant orgasm she later told me, but I knew it would be the way her muscles clenched.
After a few moments, I lowered my face to her ass, where I roughly bit around her gaping entrance, before I tongued her again.
Following this pattern several times before she started to get more aggressive and fighting me more.


I didn't want that, so I threw her on her side and held her down while I pushed my cock back into her ass.  With that, she settled a bit down and went back to simply being to casual lovers as I slowly ground into her in a steady rhythm.  Having gently biting her neck and holding her against me, it wasn't too long before we both reached a climax.
We snuggled in that position for a moment before she nudged me with her elbow and said, "It would have been nice to remember you WITHOUT that beard." 
"Pity. I didn't expect you to call again and you never said anything about it" I was surprised I had that "tone" of being mildly hurt. but whatever.I grabbed my clothes, I walked out of home, I quickly made way towards the garage.
"Goodbye, Dear. I wish you the best" I said while walking out the bedroom door.

Reaching the door, I put my bag down to open my door.
Hearing footsteps behind me, she came running out, nude (it was 4am, no one would be out, but still quite brave.).
"I'm sorry. I am going to miss you." She said with a crack in her voice.
"I'll miss you too, dear."  I wasn't sure if I was lying or not, "Go inside before someone sees you."
"I don't care about that, but I will anyway."

Hopping inside my car, I drive home so I can grab some sleep before my day starts in a few hours.
Right in the middle of my day, I realized something:
I left my bag of toys on her driveway.
Great.  In that neighborhood, it would be hard to tell if SHE found them, or some neighborhood punk found it.
I'd imagine the surprise on the look on their face once they opened it.


Shit!

2 comments:

Reformed Slut said...

What exactly is in that bag of tricks? ;-)

inherservice said...

I'll have to hope that she now has something to remember you by...often!