Sunday, February 8, 2015

Late Night Convenience

I can't tell you how convenient it is to have a lover that lives only 3 blocks away. Well, I can try...

I'd had a long, busy, but fun day. A dentist appointment, a trip to the toy store with my dog (our annual tradition for her birthday), a scriptwriting meeting for my upcoming show, an event at Babeland featuring sex tips, male strippers, and free champagne, and finally, a late night meeting with a performer to discuss casting him in my show. By 11pm I was exhausted, excited, and more than a little bit drunk. I was almost home, but all I could think about was crawling into bed next to David. It would only be a few extra blocks to change course and end up at his house. I texted him to see if he was still awake.

I'm awake, but in bed.

Hmm. I'm tipsy on champagne and I didn't shower today so I stink like a dirty hippie. You would probably hate it if I crawled into bed with you right now.

You are always welcome in my bed.

That was enough for me. I immediately changed course and, within minutes, was quietly sneaking into his house and up the stairs to his bedroom. I tiptoed to his bed and said hello, not sure if he'd drifted off to sleep yet.

He opened his eyes and smiled at me. "Hi, beautiful."

As I fumbled to remove my clothing, I drunkenly babbled about the night I'd had, stopping several times to apologize for keeping him awake. He grinned and assured me that I wasn't disturbing him. Finally, I slipped under the covers and snuggled up next to him. We kissed for a few minutes before snuggling up to go to sleep. I turned away from him so that we were spooning, and he slipped his arm around my waist from behind. I closed my eyes and snuggled closer. That's when I felt his hand move downward and gently begin to stroke my clit.  Truth be told, sex hadn't even crossed my mind up until now. It was late and we were both tired, so my only goal for the evening had been to fall asleep in my lover's arms. But I couldn't deny the way my body responded to his touch. I gasped lightly, and spread my legs a little bit to give him more room to play. He caressed my clit a few moments longer before moving down and circling the moist opening of my pussy. He gently inserted one finger, then another. I moaned softly, and began gyrating against his hand.

Still in the spooning position, I began to use my gyrations to grind my ass against his cock. After only a few minutes of this, he removed his hand and I felt the firm tip of his cock push its way into my vagina.

"Mmm," I moaned.

"Oh fuck yes," he whispered.

I continued to gyrate against him, feeling his cock slide in and out of me from behind. We started slowly, and then moved faster and faster until our thrusting became so vigorous that a slapping noise filled the room, along with our heavy breathing and moaning. As amazing as it felt, I knew I wasn't likely to come. I was exhausted and I'd had a lot to drink that night. I have a hard time reaching orgasm when I'm drunk, let alone tired. But I didn't want to stop. At least, not until I felt his cock pulsing with his orgasm inside of me. I didn't have to wait long. His heavy breathing turned to soft moans. His moans grew louder, and soon gave way to expressions of excitement.

"Yeah."
"Oh fuck."
"Oh god yes!"

And then I felt it. His entire body tensed and then shivered as he released his load inside of me. It lasted about 30 seconds, and then he relaxed beside me. I pulled away slightly, sliding his spent cock out of me, and turned to face him. I kissed him, then put my head on his chest and slid my arms around him. He put his arms around me and held me tightly. We didn't say a word, just held each other and drifted off to sleep.

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