Wednesday 27 February 2013

The Argument



Greetings all! I have to place a disclaimer on this one. It's pretty full on erotica and a piece of fiction that should really be living on my other website, but I know a few of my Facebookers out there stop by KA so I thought post it regardless. 
This is simply something I wrote on the way home from work this evening and I haven't really had the time to proofread it, but I thought I'd post it raw - I hope you like it!


It wasn't a lecture worth having so he'd avoided talking to her all the way home. She had messed up and she knew it. He'd been fuming throughout the long ride and parked in the driveway jolting the handbrake in place. It made a satisfying crunch as the car, not having stopped completely, rocked forward and back a few times. He looked across at her. There were tears.

"I'm so sorry," she said, "you hate me, don't you?" She let go a sob and continued, "I disgust you don't I?"

"Of course you don't disgust me, you shouldn't say things like that."

He hated the way she assumed the worse; her family had planted that seed in her over the years. As confident and smart as she was there was still the sensitive little girl lingering deep inside. He leant over undid his seatbelt and touched her wet cheek. She turned away but he didn't stop and softly caressed the back of her neck. The sobs began to subside and her head found his thumb and palm, his touch was always soothing and warm. 

"Come on," he said. 

They got out the car and met each other in front of it. They didn't care if the neighbours saw. He kissed her on the lips, it was enough for her to part them and give him her tongue. One hand around her waist he pulled her closer and she pushed her pelvis towards him. He was hard within seconds and began leading her to the door. Keys in his free hand he fumbled around trying to find the lock still kissing her as she plunged a hand down his trousers and grabbed the bulge his dick was creating in his boxers. She was already pulling off her knickers before the door shut. 

The bedroom was upstairs and too far away, she wanted him and couldn't wait. Her hands undid his trousers and pulled them, including his briefs, around his legs making him stumble and fall knocking the telephone off the wall. It crashed to the floor he looked up at her standing over him not looking into his eyes but at his erection. Her tight outfit rode up her smooth thighs as she straddled him lowering herself, moaning as she felt him slide inside and fill her up. This was a better alternative to the argument they could have been having. 
She had embarrassed him in front of his folks, nothing too serious and they'd probably laugh about it in a week but, totally her fault and she needed to apologize. This was the best way, riding him the way he liked. He smiled when she lifted her dress further and produced her breasts, in his opinion they were perfect. She knew he loved her body and removed it totally, bra too.
They’d been together long enough now for her to know moving her pelvis in a scooping motion would send him soaring. His eyes focused on her chest which turned her on even more than having him inside her and she squeezed him hard and long barely moving her hips, letting him know he had no control whatsoever.

She was still angry at herself for telling the joke. In her head it sounded funny until she let it out across the dinner table. His brothers had laughed but their wives, his parents and aunt wore the same look of shock and embarrassment. She’d forgotten about the thing that she shouldn’t ever mention, she hadn’t done it on purpose, the joke had simply slipped out and it was purely dumb luck that it had anything to do with the ‘Evans Family Secret’. They’d left shortly after. He’d driven the forty five minutes in silence and she had tried her best to fight back the tears. Sorry wasn’t good enough; the only thing that would get through to him right now was complete domination. They could talk later.

His hands grabbed onto her hips so he could push himself even deeper but she sensed it and clenched harder causing his hands to fall and grab at anything nearby. He could only manage to push against either skirting board to stop himself from exploding inside her. Knowingly she leaned down and let him lick her hungrily. He cupped one of her breasts and played circles with his tongue, with each rotation her pussy clenched around him harder, and harder until she could feel herself climbing to an orgasm. She moved her hips so they circled and scooped almost at the same time, feeling him getting harder as her pussy became doubly moist. It made that sound that caused them both to smile, he looked into her eyes and she looked into his, there was no need to say the words. Instead she ripped open his shirt and dug her fingers into his chest and rode him until he moaned almost as much as she was beginning to. The feeling welled up inside her and she fought like he did to subdue it but their bodies were totally in sync and just as she threw her head back and ground him into submission, he rocked his pelvis and pulled her hips towards him. They shuddered together for what seemed like several minutes both orgasms stretching and draining out of their entire bodies. 
Apology accepted.


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