You’re sound asleep when I wake up the next morning after a long, hot, dirty night of sex with you. We’re both completely naked as I lay there with my head and one arm thrown over your chest listening to your heartbeat. Slowly, I lift my head up and glance around the room, noticing the clothes strewn about the floor. As quietly and gently as possible, I remove myself from the warmth of your body and crawl out of bed.
I bend down and grab the first thing I see; your light blue button-down shirt that I ripped off your body in a haste to touch you last night. I stand there and absentmindedly button it up while watching your chest rise and fall. I quietly gather up the rest of our dirty clothes and carry them in my arms down the hallway to the laundry room. I set the dirty clothes on top of the washer and begin to sort them accordingly. I drop the whites into a hamper on the left side of the washing machine and begin to load the colors into the machine.
You woke minutes after you sensed I wasn’t in your arms and the warmth of my body wasn’t molded to yours anymore. You sat up in bed, noticed the clothes were gone and reached into your drawer for a clean pair of boxer briefs. You got out of bed and put them on, leaving the bedroom and following the humming of my voice down the hallway to the laundry room…
You enter in the doorway just as you see me drop the whites into the hamper and then you lean against the doorway to the laundry room; your arms folded over your defined chest and one foot crossed at the ankle over the other. You watch me step back, yank the washing machine door open, and bend down to load the colors into the machine; giving you a peek at my pristinely pink, shaven and slightly swollen pussy. Your breathing deepens as you stare at me in your shirt, bent over throwing clothes into the washer, your mind running wild. It’s almost like I know you’re there; but I don’t.
I straighten, close the washer’s door and open the dark, wooden cupboard above the washing machine where you keep the detergent and softener. I look my way up the shelves and realize that you’ve put the soap on the top shelf. I fully open the cupboard, place my left hand on the first shelf to brace myself, and go upon my tip toes to reach the box of detergent. I press my belly into the machine and lean slightly forward as I strain and reach for it, eventually grabbing for it. I let out a little squeak when I almost lose hold of the box, lower my heels to the floor and immediately clamp my hand over my mouth hoping I didn’t wake you. But I still have to get the softener.
You’re still standing in the doorway, doing everything in your power not to surge forward and grab ahold of me. You watch as I put my hand on the first shelf and raise myself on my tip toes again to reach for the handle on the softener bottle. You uncross your arms and ankles and adjust yourself as you view the tail of your light blue shirt rise all the way to the bottom of the small of my back; exposing my entire round, soft ass. You stare possessively at the slopes of my curves and the area where the cusp of my cheeks meet the lips of my puffy pussy and exposed opening.
I shut the cupboard and begin to lightly hum again as I pull open the soap dispenser drawer, measure the powdered detergent and add it into the allotted slot. I push the box aside and pick up the softener bottle, pouring the appropriate amount into the cap and then slowly drizzle it into the dispenser, staring off wishing you were awake as I watch the stream of softener. I sigh and continue to hum as I shake the cap then screw it back on the bottle. I start the washing machine on a high speed cotton cycle. I open the cupboard once again, lightly rise up on my toes, and put the softener and detergent on the middle shelf…
You can’t take anymore.
The second you see me start to close the cupboard; you stride forward and reach me in two steps. I let out an unexpected scream when I feel a body behind me, then I quickly realize it’s you. You push my body forward into the machine with yours, wrap your right arm tight around my ribs, and use your left hand to snare my face in your palm and turn my head sideways to meet your lips.
We begin to kiss hard and languid; my body molding backward into your chest. My right hand is gripping yours while you hold me flush against your chest, my nails lightly scraping over the skin on your forearms. My left arm reaches up behind me and my left hand toys and tugs at hair above the nape of your neck, holding your mouth to mine in a deep and solid kiss. You cup your hand on my face more firmly and run your tongue over my bottom lip, urging me to open up for your tongue. I want to hold back, to make you really want it, but I just can’t; I want it just as badly as you. I give in and part my lips, your tongue sweeps inside my mouth immediately which deepens the kiss more than I was expecting. Our mouths and hips are completely in unison as we begin to grind together and make out. Your pelvis is crushing into me, grinding me into the side of the washing machine.
You move your right hand up and cover my left breast with your big palm. Your fingers start to toy with my hard, aching nipple, making my back arch against you and my ass thrust back into your groin. You remove your left hand from my face and place it just below my ribs. When I feel your touch, my breathing gets deeper and labored. I feel your hand turn downward and start to migrate toward the top of my mound. You slip your hand between the machine and my body, then your entire hand over my pussy, cupping it hard in your palm and gently massaging in very small circles; your thin shirt the only barrier between the skin on your hand and the skin of my sensitive pussy.
I kiss you harder, with more urgency. You’re holding my pussy in your hand more firmly and begin to pull it back to meet your growing erection; holding my pussy back against you as we grind. You move your right hand over to my right nipple and remove your left hand from my crotch up to my left nipple; shoving my pelvis forward into the machine again with your growing cock. You’ve left me wet, wanting more and your shirt slightly stained in my slickness. I finally turn my head forward, breaking the kiss and heaving my chest against your hands. I look down and am completely entranced watching you roll my nipples with your fingertips through the shirt.
I reach behind me and clamp both of my hands over the middle of your thighs, gently squeezing and pulsing them while slowly moving upward to your waiting cock. You nudge my head to the right and take the chance to suck at the delicate skin of my neck and collarbone. Sucking harder and making my body squirm. I reach my left hand behind you to grip your ass while my right hand strokes down the length of your hard cock through your boxer briefs. You moan and lightly bite my neck and collarbone as you start to get rougher with my nipples. I start to grip your cock harder and stroke you deeper completely down the length from base to tip.
I’m egging you on, wanting you to push my limits more and more. You finally pinch and tug my nipples outward and I let out a guttural moan and drop my head back against your chest. My nails are digging into your ass and my hand is squeezing tightly, up and down around your dick. My eyes are closed as I moan, “Oh my god, mmm.” You slowly move your left arm down to my left thigh, feeling my smooth skin. I gasp when I feel your fingers touching my sensitive skin, snap my eyes open and look back at you still lightly grinding into me from behind; a dirty gleam in your eye.
You trail your short nails down the outside of my thigh and back up before grabbing ahold of the back of my thigh and pulling it out to the left, spreading my legs open for you. You snare your left hand around my thigh and quickly move it upward until your fingertips are sinking into my puffy lips full of my liquid sex. I’m staring at you and you’re staring back as your fingers probe into the wetness but not entering me. Gliding your fingers up and down my thick slit, over my clit and opening that’s dripping slickness; so wet from what you’ve been doing to me.
I’m still touching you, still stroking and pulling your length, hardening you more with every pass of my hand. You remove your left hand from the lips of my pussy and replace them with your right, pressing your left hand over my lower abdomen with just the right amount of pressure to make me squirm in anticipation. You lay your index and middle fingers flat over my lips, massaging in deep circles until the folds of my pink pussy cave inward and let your fingers into my soaked slit. You slowly roll your fingertips around from my clit to the base of my wet hole and pushing against me harder with each pass.
I lift your head off my neck and kiss you with all the passion you’ve built inside me. I can feel your cock throbbing against my ass and I can feel my clit as it throbs underneath your fingers. With every pass over my wet hole, you dip your middle finger in, going deeper each time. I place both my hands on the top of the washer as I take in the sensations of you toying and making my pussy yours. It’s then that I truly realize where we are. The heavy vibrations being emitted from the washing machine and migrating into my flesh, this has always been a fantasy of mine. Knowing that you’re going to fuck me and make it come true gets me wetter on the spot.
It’s almost as if you feel the extra gush of wetness that I’ve just made happen as you sink your entire middle finger inside me and groan into my ear. You pull your finger out of me and trail it back up to my clit; rubbing hard and fast and making me lean forward ever so slightly. You move it back down and push it back inside me with more force until your finger is completely sunken back inside. Repeating going up and harshly rubbing my clit again.
I notice more pressure on my clit then realize I’m feeling your index finger rubbing hard this time too, and I start to breath very heavy when I realize both of your fingers are moving downward toward my tight, little opening. You curl your fingertips without hesitation and push both of your curled fingers all the way in until you’re knuckles deep inside my soaking cunt. I let out a little scream as I feel your curled fingertips pass over my swollen G-spot; only more intensified since you’re pushing lightly on my abdomen. You start to thrust your fingers in and out, finger-fucking me until all I can do is hold myself up with my arms braced on top of the washing machine.
Abruptly, I turn around in your arms and crush my lips to yours in a deep sucking kiss. You moan into my mouth and grip my ass in both of your hands; I can feel your wet fingers against my ass. You grip my ass then yank me forward so I can truly feel how hard your cock is through your boxer briefs. Then you grab my ass even harder and lift me on top of the washing machine as we’re still kissing, leaving my legs hanging off as you step between my open thighs.
You rub your hands up my sides and over my ribs before stopping at rest at the top button of your shirt. I lean far back and rest my head against the cupboard all while giving you a smartass look, daring you to do it. You give me a smartass smirk right back and rip open your shirt covering my body. I smile at you and bite my lip as you look over my body with a hungry stare. You pick me up underneath my arms and move me farther back on the machine before dragging your fingers over my shoulders and down my arms, taking your shirt with you.
You throw the shirt into the hamper left of the washer and grab my face in another kiss. As you’re still feeding on my lips, you put both your hands behind my knees and pull my ass and pussy to the edge of the washing machine. You wrap your arms underneath and around my thighs before hunching down and looking up at me while you take a long lick from my hole to my clit. You thrash the tip of your tongue against my clit repeatedly before sucking it into your mouth; making my back arch and thrusting my pussy more in your face.
I reach down and spread my thick lips apart for you, you lean back to look at my spread pussy for just a moment before diving your pointed tongue straight into my soaking wet hole. I look down and see that I’m covering your tongue in my juice. I love it when you bury your face between my thighs. Your tongue reaches deeper and I can feel it pushing and squirming inside me. You drag your tongue back up to my clit and assault my aching, hard nub, making me groan. Over and over again you lick me up and down with your hot, soft tongue; feeling every inch of my cushy, supple lips and hard, beating clit.
You roll the tip of your tongue around my clit, teasing me for all I’m worth then flattening your tongue soft against me. I’m running my fingers through your hair, grabbing when you hit the right spot. I pull harder on your hair when I want you to suck and thrash at my pussy with the tip of your tongue hard and fast. My head is leaning back against the cupboard as I hold your head in between my clenching thighs.
I close my eyes for a second to relish in the sensations of your soft lips sucking, licking and nipping at my slightly swollen pussy from last night’s dirty fucking. You throw my left leg over your right shoulder to free up your arm and use your hand to plunge two fingers deep inside my hot, dripping wet cunt while you still suck my clit hard, just like I like it. My eyes fly open and my jaw drops as I tense up, shake then release a strangled moan from my throat. I’m feeling your fingers pushing deep into me and slowly pulling against my inside, rubbing the tips of your fingers along the top wall of my pussy. “Fuck baby, it’s so hot and wet inside you,” you mutter as your mouth is still clamped onto my clit.
Your tongue moves side to side now, rolling circles over my lips and lashes my pussy up and down while you’re still finger-fucking me deep until I’m clawing at the vibrating metal of the machine underneath me. I grip onto the machine with my right hand and start to tug my left nipple with my left hand. You stare up at me touching my nipples and you curl your fingers inside me, pulling firmly against my G-spot, moving faster and with more urgency to make me cum.
I can’t help but let go completely and moan as I feel your fingers fucking me harder than they ever have. I can hear the sloshing of your fingers as you dive in and out of my sweet, addictive wetness. I’m going to lose it, I’m so close to cumming and letting all of my cum explode on your fingers and tongue. “Babe, harder!! Ahhh, fuck yes!!” I scream and dig my left heel into your back as my cum floods over your tongue and fingers; I see it start to trickle down your wrist and forearm because you’ve gotten me so wet for you.
I say, “Kiss me,” and you stand up to your full height and press your lips against mine, pushing your tongue against mine so I can taste myself. You left no part of my pussy untouched by your mouth and I love licking and sucking it off your lips and tongue. While you’re kissing me, I surprise you and forcefully grab your cock through the fabric of your boxer briefs. You gasp and unlatch your lips from mine, placing your hands on the tops of my thighs. I pull your cock out of the gap in your boxers as you watch my hands work on your sensitive bare skin.
I pull the length of it straight away from your body toward my waiting pussy and demand, “I want this inside me now. I want you inside me now.” I pull your cock more forward with my right hand and guide it straight to my still oozing hole. You grab my wrist with your left hand and say, “Wait.” I start to let out a tortured groan when you scoop your hands under my thighs and yank my ass halfway off the washing machine sending me into a squeal. You cup your hands under my cheeks, leaving me halfway sitting on the washer, and say, “Ok, now.”
I bite my lip, grip the machine with my left hand to steady myself and grab your cock in my right hand again, pulling you toward me; I realize that we’re so much better aligned now. I drag your cock even closer and line the head of your leaking cock up with my hole. I pull you inside me a little farther just until I feel the head pop inside my pussy. I moan, “Mmm,” and look at you, noticing that you’re watching me with fire in your eyes. I can feel the tension in your cock as I grip you tight, knowing it’s taking all your self-control not to slam your cock inside my tight cunt and fill me up completely.
I urge you inside me a little farther until about one-third of your cock is pulsing deep against my swollen walls. I let go of your cock, place my right hand on your chest, lean forward and suck your left nipple. I bite down gently and tug; I feel your fingers dig into my ass and I know you’re at the end of your rope. Before I surrender control and to the thrusts I know you’re dying to give me, I let go of the machine and reach both my hands behind your back, grab your ass hard and pull your cock the rest of the way inside my young, little pussy.
When I feel the whole length of your cock inside me, I shudder. You take over and begin to slowly drag your cock out of my cunt and thrust it back in, hammering me harder with every push. I arch my back so the slope of the head of your cock rubs against my G-spot; I arch my neck and my head leans against the cupboard as your palms grope my ass. I’m leaning back with my elbows braced on the machine for support, laying my body out in full view for you. You’re pinning me between the vibrating machine and your body with your rock-solid, thick, perfect cock. I can’t help but shake and it turns both of us on more and more to watch my body lose control underneath the power of your sex.
You just keep thrusting into me again and again. Mmm, it’s exactly what I want. I’m so soaked for you; you slide in and out of my dripping cunt so easily. With no effort, you can feel the back of my pussy with the head of your massive dick. Thrusting into me again and again, with every shove of your cock inside me, I let out a little moan. I’m completely shaking; half from the sensations tearing through my body and the other half by way of the washing machine. My body is under yours, shaking and vibrating to the beat of your thrusts; you’re watching my body and the clapping ripple of my thighs slapping off your hips and the heavy bounce of my breasts.
I want more.
“Babe, I want you to fuck me from behind,” I say as I wrap my right hand over your ribs on the left side of your body. You stare at me with wider eyes and a heavy set jaw. You scoop my ass completely back on the machine and I feel your cock slip out of me from the height change. I lean forward, wrap my arms around your neck and my legs around your hips and draw you in for another kiss. You kiss me back hard and good, making me moan against your lips because you know I love to be kissed throughout. I love how you can be so rough and dirty with me then patient and tender the next, this is why I love making love with you.
I grab your shoulders in my hands and push you backward away from the washer. You watch meas I carefully turn over so my chest and belly rest flat atop the machine, my legs dangling off the edge. The top of my voluptuous mound is still on top of the washer, pushing hard into the warm, vibrating metal of the machine and it’s more intense than I thought; already starting to stimulate my aroused clit. I grip the top control bar of the washing machine, toss my hair and look back at you.
You’re looking at my body; the sloping and glowy blades of my shoulders, the dip in the small of my back, my perfectly round, soft ass pushing in the air for you and my spread, dimpled, creamy white thighs and calves draping off the washing machine. You rip your boxers down to your ankles and step out of them before you step forward and run your hands down my body from my shoulders to my ass where you gently pull me apart and open my lips with your fingers. We can only hear our breathing and the working machine; but I swear I can hear the lips of my swollen pussy separate as you part me with your fingertips.
You grip my left hip with your left hand and rub your cock up and down my just-fucked slit; teasing my clit and hole with the curves of your head, sliding and rubbing against my most sensitive parts again and again. I lift my ass in the air a little and you take advantage to run the length up my wet lips once again. One last pass across my aching clit and I feel the throb of your cock as you push into my cunt another time. I let out an exasperated groan as I feel whole with your cock inside me now.
You pull out of me and the tip of your cock rises just enough so that when you thrust into me again, you penetrate me so damn deep. You slide inside me slowly, pushing until you’re fully imbedded inside my wet pussy with your body pressed firmly against my plump ass. I can feel every delicious inch of your cock as you move in and out of my curvy body. With each thrust you make deep into my pussy, you hold for a second, letting me feel the pulse in your heavy cock. I swear that you can feel the vibrations from the machine, penetrating my skin and pussy, and wrapping and clamping around your cock from the inside of my body. When I feel your cock throb inside me, I voluntarily squeeze you too, coaxing you to become harder and buried deeper in my slippery cunt.
“Fuck me harder and faster, I’m not going to last babe,” I say. You wrap your hands underneath my thighs like you’re holding a wheelbarrow and give it to me. You start to speed up; with each thrust into me, you roll your hips up, pushing your cock as deep into me as you can and pull my body back hard against yours. Faster and faster your cock hammers in and out of me; I start to moan in utter pleasure. The mix of the vibrations on my hard nipples, my tight little clit and you fucking me fast; I’m going to cum and cover you cock with my cream soon.
I’m so wet that I can hear the slurp every time you pull out then pound back inside, the sounds alone get me so unbelievably horny. I’m gripping the top of the washer so hard while you rail into me that my knuckles are turning white. I’m squeezing my eyes shut from the pleasure mounting inside my body; then opening them, dropping my jaw and letting raw, guttural moans rip free from my throat because you feel better inside me every time you fuck me. You’re fucking me so hard and fast when I begin to cum again.
The pleasure is too much and it takes over. You can feel the gush of wetness as you feel me get so much slicker inside as I moan, “Oh god, yes. Mmmm, fuck yes. Oh my god, babe. Yes, I’m cumming! Oh my god, I’m cumming!!” You continue to rail your cock inside me as I cum, never letting up. You start to slow down thrusting as my orgasm subsides and you lean over my body, laying atop of me while I’m still on the cycling washing machine. You kiss my shoulders and suckle my skin while you’re still resting your cock inside me listening to my heavy breathing and soft, residual moans. I can feel the heavy throb of your cock and realize that you haven’t cum yet.
I push myself and you up when I straighten my arms off the washing machine. I push you back and off of me then slide off the washer. I turn around, put my hands on your shoulders and push you down to the floor, you go willingly and lay down on the cool tile. I stand over you, my feet straddled on the outside of your thighs. I look down at you; your hard body, your cock standing at attention and your face looking directly up at my naked body. You see my long legs, slightly reddened and swollen pussy, curvy hips, pert nipples, up into my chocolate brown eyes.
I immediately drop my pussy onto your cock after scanning your body; pushing myself deep down to your pelvis. I move my body back and forth on your cock so fast; grinding our mounds together as my ass pulls me harder down onto you. I circle, play and pinch your nipples as I’m grinding on top of you, teasing you before I make you cum. Your dick is fully wedged inside of me and I start to pump and pound my body down onto you. I use your chest for leverage as I start to ride you like a bronco. “Fuck baby, I was close before,” you groan. I smile wryly and continue to slam my cunt on your thick cock.
You grip your fingers into my hips and help me bounce up and down; your thumbs pushing against my hip bones as your fingers wrap around my soft lovehandles. Every time I smash down on your cock I start to squeeze my walls against you, milking your hot, creamy cum out of your dick. I want you to cum for me, “Cum for me babe, I want to feel it. I need you to cum inside me,” I say breathlessly as I ride you still. I know you’re close because you’re clenching your jaw and I can feel that you’re moving your legs behind me. It’s building inside you and you’re going to cum. Now.
You squeeze my right hip hard with your left hand and move your right hand up to my left shoulder and cement me to your cock. You thrust upward and push your cock as deep as you can inside of me as you pull me down hard to make you fully imbedded inside my cunt. We’re completely joined as one when you explode your thick, white cum deep into my pussy. You’re groaning and I’m biting my lip as I feel every shot of your hot cum erupting against my tender walls. I love feeling the hot rush of your cum inside while you shoot your load hard against my soft, swollen walls.
You look down at where we’re joined and thumb my clit. I gasp at how sensitive it is and my pussy clenches in reaction. This sends a small gush of your cum out of my pussy. You moan, “Mmm,” as you watch your cum slowly spill out of me and ooze over your mound and drip down over your balls. The washing machine buzzes and signals the end of the cycle. I look up and over at it then back down at you. I smile, lean down and kiss your lips, then your neck, then your chest. I swing my right leg off the ground and climb off your cock. I stand over you with my legs slightly spread. You still lay there as you watch more of your cum drizzle out of my hole and down my thigh.
You sit up and use your right hand to smear it across my thigh then lean forward and kiss the top of my slit, right below the top of my mound. I run my fingers through your hair and tip your head up to look at me. I look down, smile and say, “Want to help me with the laundry?” You say, “Sure baby, we’re just going to make it dirty again though,” and smile back. I stand back and let you stand up next to me. You grab my face and kiss me again, tenderly this time. “Mmm,” I mutter before saying, “You won’t hear me complaining about that, babe.”
118 Comments On This Entry
- citrussweet on You Can't Fake It
- kj1cock on You Can't Fake It
- largehose on You Can't Fake It
- citrussweet on You Can't Fake It
- darksurfer1969 on You Can't Fake It
- citrussweet on One Sexy Juxtaposition.
- Soulmates4ever on One Sexy Juxtaposition.
- citrussweet on Rated R.
- TheFlyGuy on Rated R.
- citrussweet on You Can't Fake It
- blow hand job erotic romance suck tug cock dick pussy sexy erotic sex oral cum female
- citrussweet solo masturbation masturbate alone self hot fantasy sexy amazing orgasm cum girl brunette tease exhibition finger rub naughty caught
- dominate bath passion dirty
- laundry clean dirty naked sweat hot kinky damn sexy tease sex fuck love citrus kiss suck lick amazing washing machine washer vibrate vibration
- movie theater scenario fantasy cinema sex hand job blowjob sex cum girl sexy hot secret caught risk