Eat your heart out, June Cleaver.

I didn't feel like doing the dishes before bed tonight, but since moving into the new place, I made myself a promise to never leave any dirty dishes carried forward to the next day.  This is the first place I've lived in for over a decade that doesn't have a dishwasher, thus the strict rule for myself.  To be honest, I'm anxious that I'll end up with a rounded sink-load of dishes to tackle, just like when I was first living away from my parents' house.

The water was lovely and warm, and the smell of the fruity bubbles filled my nostrils.  I have a nice sized window above the kitchen sink and the breeze coming through it was cool.  I was happy that I kept my promise to myself.

Nexus came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck.  I emitted what can only be described as the human version of a purr.  There's something so romantic and hot about your lover coming up behind you and giving you loves.  Carefully I washed a glass, trying to stay focused on the task at hand.  His kisses and nibbles on my neck were becoming more persistent, and his hand slid up the back of my dress and into my panties.

I rinsed the glass and burned my hand slightly on the hot water.  I was distracted.

Nexus' fingers pulled the crotch of my panties to the side and he slid one inside me. He took my wetness and massaged my clit.  I turned off the tap and grabbed the dish towel from the oven door without moving my body away from his.

I looked out the window into the pitch black sky, then closed my eyes and allowed myself to feel him.  His love, his hard cock pushing at my ass, his mouth on my neck, the way his fingers so eagerly touched me.  Then I heard his pants unzip.  As I clutched my dishtowel in my left hand I leaned over the sinks slightly, readying myself for the onslaught of his cock.

I got goosebumps as he lifted the back of my dress and pushed his cock into me.  My soft cotton panties rubbing against his shaft.  I could feel my heart pounding.  Both of us were breathing lightly but in stints and rather gaspy.

What a lucky girl I am, being rewarded with such a treat.

He pounded into me and I pushed back on his cock.  I wanted as much of him as my body would allow me to have.  I'm not even really sure how it happened now that I think about it, but suddenly I was facing him, and he had me pushed against the counter.  Our lips and tongues met with such excitement.  I just love making out with him.  I swear I could make out with Nexus all day and night and never tire of it.

I was standing on my tiptoes when he lifted my left leg up and around his waist.  His cock was able to get so deep inside me, especially now that I was so wet.  The counter was killing my back with each thrust from his cock.  I coveted the pain though.  I knew it was passion-filled pain.

Soon we ran upstairs, quite literally, stripped off really fast, and resumed our fucking like crazy.  He held me so tightly and lovingly.  I love the missionary position because you get to stare into your lover's eyes, and receive their kisses so easily.

"Slow down for a second", I requested.

I wanted to feel each and every millimeter of his cock go in and out of me.  He was so deep, and pushed into me so hard.  Fuck me, it felt so amazing.  I came so hard.  Turning my face I buried it into his neck and deeply inhaled his scent.

"Please", I whispered.
"You want my cum, my pretty little girl?"
"Yes, please.  I really want it.  Please."

His rhythm increased.  His thrusts became harder.  The sounds of his excited breath filled my ears.

He filled me with his cum, and unbeknownst to him, a tear rolled down my cheek.  I was so exhausted from cumming so much and so hard, and was overwhelmed with love for him.

We lay on my pretty polka-dotted sheets, on the amazing cloud bed, staring at each other, making out, and basking in the glory.

Eat your heart out, June Cleaver.

<3 Deviant Doll

The night I became Ms Pac-Man

So there we were feverishly making out.  We hadn't seen each other in a couple of days and I was so eager for Nexus' touch.  I don't masturbate very often, so when he and I are apart, I really feel the absence of sex.

He was going down on me and making me a very happy girl!  I wanted his fingers inside me, and when I finally got the courage (?) to tell him, I pretty much pleaded.  I was so desperate.

He started with two fingers and I came almost immediately.  I was wet, and slippery and so grateful.  My muffled moans and the rocking of my pelvis were clear signs that I was very happy.  I asked him how many fingers he had inside me, and he asked me if I wanted more.  "Yes, please", I purred.

His next finger made its way into my wetness and I liked the feeling of the extra pressure.  Slowly pressing into me, all three fingers made their way home.  I pushed so hard against his hand, getting all of his fingers that I could.  This was one of those times where I started to go into a different realm or something.  I genuinely go into a pleasure trance and stop thinking about anything other than how my genitals are feeling.

I knew he'd put another finger in me because the pressure was very tight now.  I very slowly moved forward and tried hard to relax.  I knew if I relaxed I'd be rewarded with more of him inside me.  More pleasure.  I loved the feeling of how wet I was.  There was a bit of a breeze from the air conditioner and it was cold on my wetness.

Sounds and feelings were all I could handle.

Suddenly my vagina seemed to slowly eat his hand.  This is when I became Ms. Pac-Man.  Nom nom nom went my vagina.  Oh!  Where did his hand go?  Unbelievably, together, and impulsively, he had fisted me.  What the deuce?  It felt SO GOOD.

I couldn't believe the feelings inside.  With each finger movement, he sent pleasure sensations to different areas of my lovely lady bits.  I came and came and came.  Seriously. I was dripping my juices everywhere.  After who knows how long, he slowly removed his hand (the thumb hurt!).  When his hand came out, a flood of cum came with it, soaking his bed.

He fucked me hard after that.  I had no ability to control it, and I squirted everywhere.  Like, to a ridiculous degree.

At the end of it all, I lay there feeling strange.  I felt like I'd reached a sexual apex, as well as feeling like I'd had an out of body experience.  I was unable to really talk for a while, or focus my eyes.  Certainly my legs were not functional.

I love nights like that.  Impromptu kink is good.  Really good.

<3  Deviant Doll