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