A Welcome Home
I flew in to Denver. It’d been an amazing couple of days, but I had an incredible problem. I was ridiculously horny.
Imagine spending a weekend away from home. You forgot to pack your vibrator, and fingers really don’t do much for you. Now imagine watching six to eight hours of porn each day, for three days in a row. Flirting with cute femmes and butches that you’ve never met before…some of whom flirt back. Imagine spending your last night there lying on the floor of an apartment blindfolded while people play with your breasts and drip ice water on you…and then staying up till 5am exchanging salacious and sultry text messages with someone incredibly cute. And then having to sit on a plane, all alone except for the throbbing in your clit.
F picked me up at the airport. It wasn’t a Love Actually moment…I’ve only had people waiting for me in the airport twice; once when I flew back to Philly after my last knee surgery, and was in a wheelchair. My derby wife picked me up. And the other time was when I moved to Germany for some time in 2005 - my friend who was living there met me at the airport. It wasn’t Love Actually, but I saw her, and I wanted to fuck. Badly.
There is a long drive from the airport to my apartment. We took the time to chat, to catch up. Held hands as she drove me home. She had someone to train at 6, and it was after 4:30. As we got closer, I put her fingers in my mouth, kissed her up her arm, and guided her free hand to me. To my breasts, between my thighs, anywhere and everywhere. She took the hint and started to tease me, telling me about how she was going to walk me up, and fuck me breathless before she had to go. I, in between, gasps, pointed out that she wouldn’t have enough time…but she told me she’d make it work, and kept teasing me.
We pulled up to my place. It was 5:00pm. After regaining my brain function, I stepped out of the car, and moved to the backseat to get my luggage. F stepped up behind me pushing me against the cold metal, her hips pushing into mine. My clit was throbbing, and was so hard it almost hurt. She reach back, and her flatten palm hit my ass…once on each side. Then we got my bags and headed up to my place, furiously kissing in the elevator.
Once inside, I dropped my bags, fed my kitties (some things are more important than sex…very few, but some), and turned to F. Reaching back, she pulled the jaw clip out of my hair and replaced it with her fist tightly grabbing it as she pushed me back against the door jam. Kissing me, pulling off my shirt with her free hand, we grasped at one another like some sort of wild animals.
Inside my bedroom, I tried to clear my bed and had partially succeeded before she bent me over it, polka dot underwear the only thing now left on my body. Again, her hand reach back to spank me, this time skin on skin. Smack. Mmm. God. I miss this. She pulled my hips into hers as she thrust against me, pulling my underwear down to the floor, reaching around to touch me at the juncture of my thighs, igniting a spark of electricity.
“On your back.”
And so I was. Pulling her on top of me, trying to replace her hands between my legs as she pushed me back onto the bed, our lips connected again…and then hers wandered my body - my neck, my breasts, and finally, between my legs as I begged her over and over to lick my clit. Finally, she did…and when she did, I nearly flew off the bed. I honestly don’t think my clit has ever been this hard, this engorged in my entire live. My body couldn’t decide whether to buck up into her mouth, or try to get away from this exquisite or almost torturous pleasure. Of course, she had her arms locked around my thighs, so I didn’t have much of a choice.
“Please. Fuck me. I want you inside me. Now. Please. Me. Fuck me. Now. Please. Please.Please pleaseplease”
She slid her fingers into me. I was dripping. Legitimately dripping. All over her as she moved her fingers in me, starting out slowly, and then meeting my rhythm as my body moved farther onto her. I came. And she fucked me more. And I came again. And again.
Sometimes, her free hand was holding her up. Then it would be in my hair as she kissed me and fucked me. Othertimes, she kept her hand on my throat - something I never thought I’d like, but tried with K, and do a lot with F and absolutely love. Grabbing my breasts, pinching my nipples, sometimes putting her mouth back on my clit until I couldn’t take it. Two, three, five, ten. I lost count after I came a dozen times.
She looked up at me. “You just came all over me.” Me. I ejaculated. I know…crazy, but I did. And I was still dripping. I’m going to have to write more about antihistamines and how they’ve apparently affected me more than I thought (I hadn’t taken them all weekend). Finally, she pulled her hand on me and wiped in on my breast…it was soaked.
It was 5:24. Yes. I came more than a dozen times in about twenty minutes. I had never come this much or this fast in one given time before. She gave me a kiss as she headed out the door…and I went to bed to nap. Well, after I came again twice with the Hitachi.
I woke up later. She called and told me she wasn’t feeling great, and could she come over tomorrow instead. Of course, I said yes. Later, she called back…and I don’t know how it started, but we began phone sex of sorts, which is something I’ve never done before. However, instead of “vanilla” phone sex, it had the element of orgasm control to it. She told me when I could come, and wouldn’t let me take the Hitachi off my clit as I came over and over and over again. Close to 20 times. And then we talked for a bit, and the sex talk began again as she masturbated for me…before I brought the Hitachi back out, and we came together over the phone. At this point, I’d probably come more than 30 times since I stepped foot back home.
Exhausted, we said our “I love yous” and hung up. I rehydrated a lot, and zonked out on the couch…still dripping.
I have to say, it was a good welcome home!
-Essin’ Em
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Wow, what a great way to be welcomed home! That was hot. Good for you! :D
That was awesome, haven’t had very many like that in my life, sure would be fun once more. Good for you!
Excellent! Thanks for sharing.
xxoo
Welcome home, indeed! Sexy story… it takes the definition of multi-orgasmic to a whole other level!
xo~Sadie
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