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| SURPRISE! by Wren (Everlasting thanks to Greeboina for providing the title) It has been six months since you moved in with James, and three years since you’ve been together. Don’t ask when the last time you guys ever had a chance to have sex was, because with your often clashing schedules, let’s just say it would be an embarrassingly long time ago. One day, you come home from work late, and James isn’t home. You shrug it off as any other day and drop your bag by the door, take off your shoes, then your dress, one by one you strip off your clothes as you head to the shower. Your shower curtain is opaque. You found that rather peculiar, mainly because it was per James insistence that you got an opaque shower curtain when you were decorating the place. You rather than he would more likely be the interior designer, but since you got everything else your way, the least you could let him have was the shower curtain. Little did you know that you were about to find out why. You turn on the water and feel the heat caress every inch of your body, thinking of the hectic day that passed and missing James. You turn around, getting the soap out of your hair when all of a sudden, the shower curtain is ripped open and before you know it, your eyes are covered with a dark silky material and your hands are being held behind your back. You try to scream but your mouth is covered by a hand. Your first instinct is to bite it, but suddenly you hear a voice. “I think it’s about time we render your punishment, young lady.” James, you lovely bastard. “You’ve been very bad lately, (your name here)” “Yeah, like you’ve been a saint, Mr. Bradfield.” You spit back sarcastically, laughing as you’re suddenly thrown on the bed and bent over, your legs dangling over the edge of the bed, turned over. “Now you’re going to get it, you naughty little bitch.” You laugh before you suddenly feel a hard blow to your ass and you scream in delight. “Harder, James,” you moan. “Like I need any encouragement!” he slaps you harder and harder until you’re begging him to put his raging hard cock down your throat. “I can’t seem to hear you, I want you to scream it.” As he slaps you harder, harder. “I want your cock down my throat, James!” you scream at the top of your lungs. Suddenly, you’re turned over, and you can feel the tip of his hard cock pressed against your lips. “Open your mouth.” You oblige, gladly and start caressing the tip ever so gently with your tongue, driving him nuts. “Oh, you naughty little bitch.” He strokes your head madly, pushing you closer. “Keep going...oh god…” he moans as you flicker and stroke his cock with your tongue. You feel him getting harder and harder but then he pulls away. “No way.” He said. “I’ve waited too long for this.” He lays you flat on your back on the bed, ties both your hands against the bedposts and spreads your legs. You can feel his head (ed- again, ladies, the one on his shoulders) burrowing in as you gasp. You feel his hot tongue caressing and sucking your clit, gently teasing you. “More, James, I beg you” you almost cry, he starts licking you faster, against your clit and digging his tongue deeper inside your dampening petals. Your moaning frequents as he holds your legs down, rubbing your twitching thighs as he keeps going. “James, I’m going to cum.” He licks your nub faster and faster until you let out a scream that surprises even yourself. “Oh I’m not done with you yet.” You’re both drenched in sweat and each other’s juices, you can now feel his breath closer to your face as he presses his face against you. He enters you slowly at first. “I love how tight you feel after you cum,” he moans as he pushes deep inside you. You gasp and bite your lower lip. “Oh baby, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how good this feels,” he whispers in your ear and you let out a moan, “Oh, god, James give it to me...I’ve been wanting it so bad.” “Oh, you have no idea,” he growls as he pounds into you and you scream. He laughs as he pounds into you harder and harder, clutching your back, you twitch and he growls and you feel yourself getting hotter and hotter. “Fuck me James, harder!” He’s now slamming into you, his hips banging against you, you moan louder and louder, gasping for air until you both scream in utter ecstasy. He finally unties you, takes off your blindfold and lays his head on top of your breasts as you both catch air for a minute. You have a cheeky look in your eye as you turn James over, now on his back, and start to tie his wrists against the bedpost. “Hey!” he laughs, but isn’t putting up a fight. You put the blindfold on him. “Now it’s my turn,” you say in a devilish tone as you put the covers over him and move under the covers between his legs. THE END. <<< Wren's stories |