We sneak around the house at night, grabbing quick fucks while our parents are sleeping. Dad even walked in on her blowing me in the living room a couple nights ago but didn’t see her because she was hidden behind the ottoman.
Somehow, I managed to make it through the brief conversation, and both of us died laughing once he was gone. Then I blew my load down her throat and praised her like the goddess she is.
She still loves to tease me. She’ll wear bathrobes around the house now with nothing underneath, and when she gets a chance, she’ll flash her naked body to me.
Her waxed pink pussy makes my mouth water and my cock ache.
If a day goes and we haven’t snuck off to fuck, I jerk off in bed thinking about all the previous times.
Yeah, I’m infatuated.
When I get to the house, I see that my parents’ cars are gone. Inside, I slowly take off my boots, knowing Piper will have heard the door. And then, sure enough, I catch her out of the corner of my eye, standing at the top of the stairs, wearing nothing but a pair of knee-high socks.
“Jesus…”
I’m at the second floor in a flash, my fingers in her hair, my hand on her ass. My lips find hers, and I inhale her scent before pressing her down onto the floor.
“Welcome home to you too,” she teases as I tug out my hard cock and slide it in her. She’s already dripping and gasps as I stretch her tight little walls.
Time stops as I give her my inches one by one. “You feel so fucking good, Piper.”
“Don’t call me that,” she whispers, grabbing my shoulder. “Call mesis.”
My lips twist into a smile. “You like that, don’t you?”
I start fucking her, slowly and deliberately, fighting the urge to come immediately.
“You know I do.”
Each stroke is better than the last. Every moment we share together feels like the best. I study her face as I deliver each stroke, watching her features twist as the ecstasy takes her.
Nothing makes me happier than pleasing her. Sure, itfeelsamazing to fuck her, but watching her come is my biggest turn-on.
Her satisfaction is mine.
“You like teasing me at work?” I ask, running my hands over her ass, feeling the firm flesh.
“Not just at work,” she giggles. I can already feel her tightening on my shaft. She’s getting close.
“You’re bad,” I tell her.
“So are you.”
My cock flexes. I kiss her just beneath the hair—the spot that ‘gives her the tickles,’ as she says. And it’s no surprise when that sends her over the edge.
Her body quivers, and she cries out. I tilt her head back and kiss the pounding pulse of her neck.
The warm walls of her slippery pussy clamp down on me like a fist, and I go off too. My cock turns into a firehose, spraying hot seed from its tip directly into her ready and willing womb.
Yeah, all this behavior is going to get her pregnant, and that’s trouble. But I don’t care. I can deal with trouble. What I can’t do is resist her.
“Your body is perfection,” I tell her, running my hands over every naked inch. She giggles, causing her pussy to flex on my sensitive cock.
I jerk, and she giggles again. She knows what she does to me. And she loves it.
I’m about to shower her with more praise when I hear the sound of cars pulling up out front.
“Shit.” I pull out, causing us both to gasp, then lift her to her feet. “To your room. Now!”
