Wild One
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,781
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Wild One
Wild One
Rebecca Jackson was pressed against the kitchen counter, her black t-shirt being lifted over her head and her breasts being groped by what she would consider to be the sexiest man alive – her fiancé Jeff Tanner. His strong hands massaged her through the skimpy lace bra she was wearing and his lips ravaged her neck, causing her to moan loudly and grip the kitchen counter for support. She was quite sure her knees would give out pretty soon. Jeff must have sensed this, as he picked her up and placed her on the counter, positioning himself between her legs. He stopped kissing her for a moment and looked up at her with dazzling dark eyes, framed by well-kept dark locks.
“I love you Bec,” he smiled, kissing her chest softly. Rebecca smiled back at him.
“I love you too Jeffie,” she told him, her smile turning into a seductive grin, “Now, where were we?”
“Right about here,” Jeff smirked, unbuttoning her jeans and slowly pulling them from her body, revealing a pair of soaking wet yellow panties. Once her jeans were finished business, Jeff began to kiss up her legs, reaching her upper thighs and stopping right at her core. He laughed against her inner right thigh.
“Looks like someone needs to be cleaned up,” he grinned.
“That’s right Doctor,” Rebecca giggled, pushing her hips towards the edge of the counter, “I’m a very dirty girl.” Jeff laughed again and looped his fingers through Rebecca’s panties, slowly peeling them off to reveal her dripping pussy. Jeff tossed the panties aside and began to kiss Rebecca’s stomach, slowly moving south to his goal. He was about two kisses away when he was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone on the counter beside Rebecca.
He stopped kissing her and looked up apologetically. Rebecca just sighed and handed him the cell phone. She slid off the counter and retrieved her clothes, redressing while Jeff was on the phone. She had just slipped back into her shirt and crossed her arms when he hung up and looked at her with a frown.
“It’s fine,” Rebecca muttered, “I’ll see you later.”
“Sorry Bec,” Jeff apologised, “There was a shooting, three victims just arrived and Mark is in an open-heart surgery tonight.”
“Oh,” Rebecca’s eyes suddenly became softer and she uncrossed her arms, “Good luck babe.” She placed a quick kiss on Jeff’s forehead as he rushed out the door, leaving Rebecca alone.
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Rebecca had paced the house that she and Jeff shared for two hours, unable to become interested in anything on T.V or the radio. Finally, she decided to go for a jog. She changed into baggy great sweatpants and a slim-fitting white t-shirt. Rebecca’s breasts weren’t especially large and a good sports bra kept them from bouncing around too much, allowing her to actually jog in a tight shirt without feeling self-conscience. She tied her wavy black hair into a tight pony tail and slipped on a pair of runners. She locked up the house and started to jog. Her workout lasted for an hour, with her jogging around the block five times before calling it quits.
She kicked off her runners the minute she opened her front door and headed right upstairs for a shower to cool her off. She ripped her clothes off as she headed up the stairs so that by the time she reached the bedroom, she was naked except for her socks, which came off right away. She grabbed herself a towel from the closet and went into the bathroom that was joined to the bedroom, not bothering to lock the door. It wasn’t because there was no one home. She and Jeff had a rule that doors weren’t to be locked during showers, just in case someone was feeling like a good, wet, fuck.
Rebecca hopped into the shower and turned the cool water on, helping to get rid of the pent up heat from jogging. As she began to shiver, Rebecca put the hot water on and let it run down her body, warming her every pore, just like Jeff did when they cuddled.
That thought set off Rebecca’s memory of earlier that evening when she and Jeff had nearly done it on the kitchen counter. He hadn’t eaten her out in weeks and she missed the feeling of his tongue rubbing against her clit. She began to envision what could have happened if the hospital had not called Jeff away and the mental pictures of him sucking her pussy caused her to moan. She felt a heat and wetness grow in her private area and knew she was too horny to just let it be.
Rebecca grabbed a bar of soap from the soap dish and began to lather herself, white suds forming all over her naked body. She liked to imagine that the suds were Jeff’s semen soaking her from head to toe after she had sucked him off. That thought, combined with the fact that the soap had just reached her breasts caused her to shudder to in pleasure. She began to lather her breasts, pushing them together and rubbing her erect nipples, moaning and groaning for all her worth. She continued moving the soap down, over her slightly rounded stomach, finally reaching her target. She rubbed the soap over her slick opening, enjoying the slippery feeling of the soap against her pussy lips. After a moment, she dropped the soap and let her fingers creep along her upper thighs. Closing her eyes with a sigh, Rebecca slowly stuck a finger into her more than ready pussy. She moaned at the intrusion and began to move her finger around, getting used to the feeling. When she has satisfied, she began to slowly pump her finger in and out, sharply adding a second and then a third. With three of her long, thin fingers she quickly and furiously fucked herself. She moved the thumb of her opposite hand down to rub against her clit, increasing her pleasure tenfold. She could hear herself moaning, even over the roar of the shower water. Her moans turned into short, pants and cries of Jeff’s name as delight overtook her body and an orgasm rippled through her, curling her toes and causing her to collapse to the shower floor.
Taking a few deep breaths to steady herself, Rebecca washed her juices off her fingers and turned off the water. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in the towel as she walked back into her bedroom. Rebecca lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
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A couple hours later, Rebecca woke up and saw that the sun had completely set. She turned over and noted that it was eleven thirty and Jeff still wasn’t home. She rolled out of bed and her towel fell from her body. Rebecca laughed slightly and bent to pick up the towel. Her actions brought back memories of her wild shower before her nap and Rebecca felt a little bit of sexual desire creep back into her body.
“I’m turning into a nympho,” Rebecca chuckled to herself. She wrapped herself back up in the towel and suddenly heard a beeping coming from the pair of sweatpants she had discarded earlier. She hopped over to them and pulled out her cell phone, having received a new text message. She opened her phone to read it.
Babe, just finished up at the hospital, just gonna clean up then head home. Love ya. Jeff.
Rebecca smiled, a brilliant idea forming in her mind. She threw the towel off once more and began to look through her underwear drawer for something she knew to be there. She found it when she reached the bottom. It was still in the packaging, as she had never really had the guts to wear it, but if things went according to plan, tonight would be one wild night.
After a little bit of struggling, Rebecca was ready. She looked at herself in the full body mirror and smiled, wondering why she had never worn this before. She looked good in the tight black corset. Her breasts were nearly spilling out, making them look at least a cup size bigger. The corset ended at her midriff and left her naval exposed as well as almost everything else. The lower half of her body was in nothing but a skimpy black lace thong with the words “Eat Me” imprinted in fancy red writing across the front of the thong. Rebecca gave herself another once over in the mirror, running her hands along her curves before she jumped onto the bed and grabbed the cordless phone.
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Author's Note: Please let me know what you guys thought. There will be another part if anyone wants there to be. Thanks...
!HarleyQuinn
Rebecca Jackson was pressed against the kitchen counter, her black t-shirt being lifted over her head and her breasts being groped by what she would consider to be the sexiest man alive – her fiancé Jeff Tanner. His strong hands massaged her through the skimpy lace bra she was wearing and his lips ravaged her neck, causing her to moan loudly and grip the kitchen counter for support. She was quite sure her knees would give out pretty soon. Jeff must have sensed this, as he picked her up and placed her on the counter, positioning himself between her legs. He stopped kissing her for a moment and looked up at her with dazzling dark eyes, framed by well-kept dark locks.
“I love you Bec,” he smiled, kissing her chest softly. Rebecca smiled back at him.
“I love you too Jeffie,” she told him, her smile turning into a seductive grin, “Now, where were we?”
“Right about here,” Jeff smirked, unbuttoning her jeans and slowly pulling them from her body, revealing a pair of soaking wet yellow panties. Once her jeans were finished business, Jeff began to kiss up her legs, reaching her upper thighs and stopping right at her core. He laughed against her inner right thigh.
“Looks like someone needs to be cleaned up,” he grinned.
“That’s right Doctor,” Rebecca giggled, pushing her hips towards the edge of the counter, “I’m a very dirty girl.” Jeff laughed again and looped his fingers through Rebecca’s panties, slowly peeling them off to reveal her dripping pussy. Jeff tossed the panties aside and began to kiss Rebecca’s stomach, slowly moving south to his goal. He was about two kisses away when he was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone on the counter beside Rebecca.
He stopped kissing her and looked up apologetically. Rebecca just sighed and handed him the cell phone. She slid off the counter and retrieved her clothes, redressing while Jeff was on the phone. She had just slipped back into her shirt and crossed her arms when he hung up and looked at her with a frown.
“It’s fine,” Rebecca muttered, “I’ll see you later.”
“Sorry Bec,” Jeff apologised, “There was a shooting, three victims just arrived and Mark is in an open-heart surgery tonight.”
“Oh,” Rebecca’s eyes suddenly became softer and she uncrossed her arms, “Good luck babe.” She placed a quick kiss on Jeff’s forehead as he rushed out the door, leaving Rebecca alone.
-----*
Rebecca had paced the house that she and Jeff shared for two hours, unable to become interested in anything on T.V or the radio. Finally, she decided to go for a jog. She changed into baggy great sweatpants and a slim-fitting white t-shirt. Rebecca’s breasts weren’t especially large and a good sports bra kept them from bouncing around too much, allowing her to actually jog in a tight shirt without feeling self-conscience. She tied her wavy black hair into a tight pony tail and slipped on a pair of runners. She locked up the house and started to jog. Her workout lasted for an hour, with her jogging around the block five times before calling it quits.
She kicked off her runners the minute she opened her front door and headed right upstairs for a shower to cool her off. She ripped her clothes off as she headed up the stairs so that by the time she reached the bedroom, she was naked except for her socks, which came off right away. She grabbed herself a towel from the closet and went into the bathroom that was joined to the bedroom, not bothering to lock the door. It wasn’t because there was no one home. She and Jeff had a rule that doors weren’t to be locked during showers, just in case someone was feeling like a good, wet, fuck.
Rebecca hopped into the shower and turned the cool water on, helping to get rid of the pent up heat from jogging. As she began to shiver, Rebecca put the hot water on and let it run down her body, warming her every pore, just like Jeff did when they cuddled.
That thought set off Rebecca’s memory of earlier that evening when she and Jeff had nearly done it on the kitchen counter. He hadn’t eaten her out in weeks and she missed the feeling of his tongue rubbing against her clit. She began to envision what could have happened if the hospital had not called Jeff away and the mental pictures of him sucking her pussy caused her to moan. She felt a heat and wetness grow in her private area and knew she was too horny to just let it be.
Rebecca grabbed a bar of soap from the soap dish and began to lather herself, white suds forming all over her naked body. She liked to imagine that the suds were Jeff’s semen soaking her from head to toe after she had sucked him off. That thought, combined with the fact that the soap had just reached her breasts caused her to shudder to in pleasure. She began to lather her breasts, pushing them together and rubbing her erect nipples, moaning and groaning for all her worth. She continued moving the soap down, over her slightly rounded stomach, finally reaching her target. She rubbed the soap over her slick opening, enjoying the slippery feeling of the soap against her pussy lips. After a moment, she dropped the soap and let her fingers creep along her upper thighs. Closing her eyes with a sigh, Rebecca slowly stuck a finger into her more than ready pussy. She moaned at the intrusion and began to move her finger around, getting used to the feeling. When she has satisfied, she began to slowly pump her finger in and out, sharply adding a second and then a third. With three of her long, thin fingers she quickly and furiously fucked herself. She moved the thumb of her opposite hand down to rub against her clit, increasing her pleasure tenfold. She could hear herself moaning, even over the roar of the shower water. Her moans turned into short, pants and cries of Jeff’s name as delight overtook her body and an orgasm rippled through her, curling her toes and causing her to collapse to the shower floor.
Taking a few deep breaths to steady herself, Rebecca washed her juices off her fingers and turned off the water. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in the towel as she walked back into her bedroom. Rebecca lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
-----*
A couple hours later, Rebecca woke up and saw that the sun had completely set. She turned over and noted that it was eleven thirty and Jeff still wasn’t home. She rolled out of bed and her towel fell from her body. Rebecca laughed slightly and bent to pick up the towel. Her actions brought back memories of her wild shower before her nap and Rebecca felt a little bit of sexual desire creep back into her body.
“I’m turning into a nympho,” Rebecca chuckled to herself. She wrapped herself back up in the towel and suddenly heard a beeping coming from the pair of sweatpants she had discarded earlier. She hopped over to them and pulled out her cell phone, having received a new text message. She opened her phone to read it.
Babe, just finished up at the hospital, just gonna clean up then head home. Love ya. Jeff.
Rebecca smiled, a brilliant idea forming in her mind. She threw the towel off once more and began to look through her underwear drawer for something she knew to be there. She found it when she reached the bottom. It was still in the packaging, as she had never really had the guts to wear it, but if things went according to plan, tonight would be one wild night.
After a little bit of struggling, Rebecca was ready. She looked at herself in the full body mirror and smiled, wondering why she had never worn this before. She looked good in the tight black corset. Her breasts were nearly spilling out, making them look at least a cup size bigger. The corset ended at her midriff and left her naval exposed as well as almost everything else. The lower half of her body was in nothing but a skimpy black lace thong with the words “Eat Me” imprinted in fancy red writing across the front of the thong. Rebecca gave herself another once over in the mirror, running her hands along her curves before she jumped onto the bed and grabbed the cordless phone.
-----*
Author's Note: Please let me know what you guys thought. There will be another part if anyone wants there to be. Thanks...
!HarleyQuinn