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HTHGS: A Warm Welcome –
an erotic story (written by Jennifer)
He saw
her as he pulled up to the house. She sat on the top step, which led to his
front door. Her blue green eyes sparkled in anticipation and lust. Blonde hair
draped over her shoulders in bright contrast to the black trench coat.
She stood and
watched as the car came to a halt. He could not take his eyes off her. His
throat tightened with the expectation of what was to come. The coat was fastened
with three buttons that began just below her breasts, and showed a generous
enough amount of cleavage to see there was nothing underneath. The shoes were
black; with three-inch heels, so as to tighten her already toned calves. He
fought the urge to run up the stairs and take her where she stood.
As he reached
the first step, she turned and disappeared into the house. He quickly
ascended the remaining steps and opened the door. She turned to face him,
dropping the coat in one fluid movement. His breath caught as he realized his
suspicions were true. She stood before him clothed only in the heels on her
feet. He took a step toward her as he swung the door shut behind him.
“No”, she
whispered as she came to him. She tenderly kissed his cheek as she began to
massage the outside of his pants. He reached to pull her closer and she grabbed
his hand putting it back to his side. “Uh uh, not till I say so,” she
whispered in his ear as she gently pulled at his earlobe with her teeth.
His body was
trembling with the urge to touch her, to pull her close, to make love to her
where they stood. She brushed his neck with her lips working her way down to the
collar on his shirt. She licked the hollow of his throat and unbuttoned his
shirt. Her kisses trailed down to the edge of his pants, she could feel his
throbbing cock under her hand, waiting, longing to be inside her. He reached for
her again and she again pushed his hand back.
“No,” she
mumbled as she pulled the button of his pants open with her teeth.
“Please,”
he moaned.
“Not yet,”
came the muffled response as she tugged at the flap of his pants hiding the
zipper that would release his hard waiting flesh into her mouth. She found the
tip of his cock with her teeth and gently but firmly nibbled at the head of his
muscle. A groan escaped from deep in his throat. His anticipation was almost
unbearable.
She rubbed his
balls through the fabric of his pants as she unzipped the zipper with her other
hand and continued to rub the tip of his cock with her teeth. She pulled away
long enough to strip off the tight jeans, leaving them in a heap at his ankles.
She worked her way back up kissing the inside of his thighs. When she reached
his groin, he could no longer hold back, he bent down to meet her.
“No,” she
said, pulling away, “not yet, be a good boy.” He let out a frustrated and
expectant groan.
“Almost,”
she whispered. Her tongue flicked at the tip of his cock, making his breath
catch in his throat. She nudged his dick aside and began firmly licking his
balls. His moans became louder; his head fell back as he gently grabbed her
hair. She allowed him to rub the back of her head as she began suckling at his
sack.
She pulled her
head back and looked up into his lust filled brown eyes. She held the base of
his cock as she opened her mouth and quickly took the full length of him into
her throat. His breath caught and his knees trembled while she lowered him to
the floor, she massaged his dick with her tongue. She sucked at his cock until
his groans signaled he was almost ready to cum. She released his cock and pushed
him onto his back, straddling him. Her wet pussy was positioned just out of
reach of his cock. He groaned as he tried to push up into her.
She pulled
away, “How bad do you want it?”
“Please,”
he whimpered, “please.” She smiled down at him as she slammed down onto his
manhood. His breath caught and his shoulders jumped off the floor with a mixed
look of shock and pleasure filling his face. She rode him carrying them both to
levels of pleasure they had only dreamed of. Watching his face intently, she
waited for the signal that he was going to come. As the motions brought her up
again, she didn’t stop, pulling him out of her warm, wet hole. He grabbed at
her, a pleading look in his eye.
“Please,”
he gasped through ragged breaths. Slamming back onto him, they both cried out in
pleasure. She finally allowed him to touch her. He massaged her breasts as she
pumped above him, lifting himself up to catch a nipple between his teeth. When
she finally permitted him to cum they collapsed onto the floor in a heap of
sweat and glistening flesh. As he caught his breath, he turned and smiled at
her. He leaned into her and placed a tender kiss on the tip of her nose. “Now
it’s your turn,” he said with a teasing tone to his voice. He stood, pulled
her to her feet and led her to the bedroom.
Jennifer
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