Two children, single mom, love of my life three hours away – be surprised, sometimes my mind wanders…
For one glorious day there are no children – yours or mine. We are utterly alone in my house. Where are our children? Who are they with? Someone we trust, I’m sure, but past that I don’t care.
You walk up behind me, as I lay on my stomach across the bed, naked. I feel your warm hands glide up the back of my thighs and over my ass, rubbing and kneading, lifting. They continue up my spine, warm and firm, towards my neck. Fingers run across the back of my head, through my hair.
You yank my head back.
“Yesssss,” I hiss.
“You like that, huh?” I hear the smirk in your voice.
One hand in my hair, the other pulls me further down the bed. My ass hangs off the bed. You nudge my legs apart. You pull me up and back, my breasts jut forward, my back arches impossibly back. Your other hand rubs my ass. Without warning, you slam into my pussy until I hear your balls slap. I scream. Your free hand smacks my ass. I cry out. Stroke after stroke, you ride me hard.
I’m pulled up by my hair, my breasts yanked forward. You reach around and pinch my nipple hard. I whimper. It feels so good.
“Please…please…,” I whisper.
“Please what?” you ask.
“Don’t stop…please fuck me, baby.”
Faster and faster, harder and harder. Your cock hits my cunt at the perfect angle. My juices are flowing down my leg, onto the bed and floor. Finally, I hear you grunt softly, and you push into me.
You let go of my hair, and I collapse forward. You kiss and bite my shoulder. I shiver.
“Was that good for you?” I ask.
“Mmmmm…” is all I hear.
I open my eyes as two little boys jump on my head. “Get up, Mommy! It’s time to get out bed!!” Fantasy over…