Delicious Torture

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It was a beautiful day today, the sun was out, the birds were singing and she was getting her plumbing fixed.

She laughed to herself at that, her and her partner’s sink tap wasn’t working so naturally they had to bring someone by to fix it.

His name was apparently John, when she spoke to him on the phone.

“What time is it?” her partner said as he strode into the room, he has just had a shower, his hair was wet and he was looking very good in jeans and a black t-shirt.

“10:30”

“So the guy will be here pretty soon then huh?”

“Oh. Yes he will, I’ll be back”

She stood up to get her water bottle out of the fridge before the man arrived, she didn’t like interrupting people while they worked.

She slumped back down on the couch and there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it,” they said simultaneously.

She grinned at him; he kissed her lightly on the lips and went for the door.

She looked down at her book once again and continued reading, only faintly aware of another presence in the room.

“Hey”

She looked up and saw that the man had arrived; she stood up and shook his hand.

He was very attractive; he was quite fit from what she could see, with light brown hair and a lovely smile. She blushed and felt unexpectedly giddy.

“Hi…um…the kitchen’s over there” she awkwardly gestured towards the kitchen; he nodded his thanks and made his way over.

She sat back down on the couch and quickly turned on the TV, some rerun’s of M*A*S*H were on. Her partner was sitting next to her; she turned to look at him and smiled. She felt slightly ashamed, though she knew she had no reason to be, these was perfectly normal human things and she still loved him with all her being.

But still she could not help but glance over to the other man in the room every once and a while, quickly and while her other half wasn’t looking…or when she thought he wasn’t.

She was beginning to imagine things she shouldn’t have been imagining.

She thought of the man taking his shirt off, slowing, agonizingly slowly in front of her, she could already see the outlines of muscle beneath his too tight shirt.

She imagined kneeling before him, unbuttoning his shorts, letting them slide onto the kitchen floor, his hard penis exposed to her.

She stopped. Chastising herself for thinking of such things, when her loving partner was sitting beside her.

“Hmmm?” her partner murmured to her, she must have appeared out of sorts.

“What? Oh nothing” she knew that was a dumb response and felt a little dumb saying it.

He looked şirinevler escort at her whilst she stared at the TV, almost as though she were actively trying to distract herself.

He knew very well that she found the man in the kitchen handsome, hell, hot for a better word.

She was a book that he loved to read and understand.

Her face was flushed as well as her chest and when he glanced down at her perfect chest he noticed her nipples were hard. She was also wearing a skirt, which she didn’t do often.

He moved closer to her, quickly glancing over at the man in the kitchen, he was bent down under the sink, busy.

He placed a hand on her upper thigh. She sighed and smiled, still watching the TV.

He smiled and slid his hand underneath her skirt, higher.

He heard her breath quicken and she turned to him, questioning and lust in her eyes.

He gestured for her to relax and she turned back, now very aware of his presence.

He moved closer and placed his lips on her ear, which he knew drove her crazy. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as he licked a long stripe up her ear.

“Look at him”

She turned quickly to look at her partner; she seemed very unsure and almost embarrassed.

He whispered into her ear again.

“It’s okay, look at him” he said, a little sultrier this time.

She blushed and turned her head toward the kitchen.

Her partner moved his hand to her panties and stroked her through them, she was already very wet, he almost groaned.

The man had stood up and was stretching, he let out a very masculine sound that made her buzz with pleasure and his shirt had ridden up to show some lower stomach hair, a lot of it.

She imagined what it would be like if he pulled on her hair as she had him in her mouth. Or what it would be like if she rode him like an animal on the kitchen floor.

She blushed again and bit her lip as her partner continued this delicious torture of his.

His fingers stroked her more vigorously now and he was breathing harder, enjoying himself.

He shifted her underwear out of the way and made contact with her wet arousal, she gasped when he touched her there.

The man turned around when he heard her.

Her partner had already positioned himself, seeming very casual and fairly at ease.

She was bright red in the face but realized that from the position of the couch and the kitchen bench, she didn’t think he would be able to see what they were doing.

So she smiled at him as if wondering what he wanted, he shook his head quickly şirinevler elit escort and turned back to his work.

Her partner took that opportunity to pull her close to him and whisper to her.

“Look at you…hmmm?” he murmured as he continued to stroke her hard. She was finding it difficult to be quiet but somehow managed. The volume of the television helped a lot she imagined. The pleasure was beginning to become unbearable, she wanted to make noise and let go.

“So wet and ready for a man to fuck you” he said. And she began to lose focus on the man in the kitchen.

He removed his hand, fixed her skirt and looked into her eyes, almost black with lust. Her face flushed and her nipples standing to attention.

He wanted her so much.

“All done” came a voice from the kitchen.

They both situated themselves more appropriately; she pulled her skirt down more and tried to relax. He placed a pillow over his lap and rested his hands on top.

She cleared her throat.

“Thank you very much,” she said politely.

The man stared at her for a moment, she was very grateful that he didn’t lower his glance any lower than her chin.

She suspected he knew that she was aroused.

Though he maintained a level of professionalism and kindness that she silently thanked him for.

“You guys have a great day” he tipped his head slightly at the both of them, her partner nodding and thanking him again.

And then the door closed.

Her partner grabbed her hand and led her to their bedroom. He pulled her skirt down and lifted up her shirt, immediately bringing his mouth to one of her erect nipples.

“Ahh!” she squealed, it felt so dam good to be touched after all that. To be touched by him.

“Hmmm” he watched her intently as he sucked and licked at her nipples, alternating between the two, she was in ecstasy and looked sexy as hell.

“Please!” she exclaimed.

He took his mouth off of her.

“Please what?”

She groaned in frustration and thrust her hips up into his, he moaned and began thrusting back against her underwear. She moaned louder and louder and he wanted to have her more than anything else in the world.

He got off of her and removed his jeans, slowly.

She gulped slightly in awe as he removed his underwear and his hard cock sprung free.

He looked down at her, she looked so pretty and her lips were so red from being kissed so hard.

“Please…” he moaned desperately.

She didn’t waste any time, taking him into her mouth, moaning at how he felt.

“Oh” şirinevler escort he groaned. The noises he made turned her on like nothing else.

She sucked enthusiastically, encouraged by every sound he made.

“Mm, I love it when your mouth is on my cock” he said. She was in pieces, moaning around him and sucking harder.

“Your fucking sweet mouth…”

She stopped sucking, removing her mouth and resting her head on his lower stomach. She was breathing hard, looking up at him desperately, her thighs clenched together. She had tears in her eyes.

“Oh darling”

He kissed her gently and retrieved some lubricant and a condom.

He inserted two lubricated fingers inside of his lover, loving the feeling of her, how wet she was, how much she wanted him to have her.

“Oh don’t stop” she moaned, her eyes were closed and she was touching her nipples.

His mouth was open, his pupils dilated as he watched her enjoying her pleasure. She looked beautiful, sexy and innocent all at once and he didn’t know how that could be.

He removed his fingers and inserted himself quickly, placing a pillow under her.

“Ooh!” she moaned loudly.

“Ooh, yes, mmm” he groaned, panting as he entered her, she was so tight and wet, she always felt so good to him.

He didn’t waste any time, the both of them knew that this wasn’t the time to take it slowly.

He thrust in and out of her fast and rough, groaning loudly whilst she squealed beneath him.

“Touch yourself for me baby”

She moaned and began to touch herself, stroking her arousal as he thrust in and out of her desperately as if he hadn’t had her in a long time.

“Oh yes… that’s it…oh” his voice shook with pleasure as he continued thrusting faster, he grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up to his shoulder, holding onto it as he fucked her.

He grinned, licking her toes and spanking her upper thigh.

“Oh, ahhh!” she was almost screaming she was being so loud.

“Oh darling I…I”

She knew he was very close and she was too. The way he was taking her was so unbelievably hot, she felt so good.

“Oh, ahhh! Yes!” He let out as he finished, thrusting hard into her and pulling her close, she screamed out her climax at the same time and they both let out loud moans of pleasure at the realisation.

They both took a while to come down from their high, the incredible, mind-blowing high they had created together.

He pulled out of her, disposed of the condom and joined her back on the bed where she appeared to be asleep.

He smiled down at her, stroking her hair.

He chuckled softly.

“That plumber was good looking”

She smiled and rolled her eyes at him.

She held his face in her hands and kissed him lovingly.

“I love you”

“I know”

“And I want you”

“I know”

They both fell asleep quickly, to the sound of their own breathing.

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