Naked Sunday

“Thank god you’re here!” That was the voice I heard when I opened my door, unexpectedly finding Scott standing on my front porch.

“It’s quite a surprise hearing from you again after- well, you know -three fucking months!” Although I was happy to see him again, I was enraged that he didn’t call me like he said he would.

He sighed. “That’s the thing I want to talk to you about, and also the reason I’m carrying these bags.”

As I let him in, he set his luggage on the floor and sat on the sofa. When I joined him, I politely smiled and asked, “What did you want to talk to me about?”

“Well, remember how the last time we spoke to each other, I told you about my problems with my girlfriend?” As I nodded, he resumed. “Yeah, things have really escalated during these past two months. I’ve gotten into countless fights with her, I almost got arrested, and earlier this afternoon, this happened…” He turned his head, revealing a cut on the side of his face that I had then noticed was causing red, bloody spots on his shirt and my sofa.

I rose up, “Let me get you something for that!”

He lightly tugged at my wrist. “No, it’s fine. It’s honestly the least of my worries right now, as I am in need of other things”

“It looks like you need a place to stay, so make yourself at home.”

Scott threw his arms around me, leaving me in his tight, strong hold. I hugged him back and ran my hands through his red hair. “You poor baby…” I sighed. “How could that cunt do this to you?”

“Because she’s a cunt, which is a very descriptive way of putting it.” He laughed as he and I brought his bags up to my room. “I really admire your vocabulary. Not what I expect from most women. Especially not women who are as intelligent and gorgeous as you.”

I chuckled, “Alright now, you can stop.”

We set the bags on the floor, and Scott came closer to me and placed his hands on my hips. “Correction: There are no women like you.” I was suddenly suffocated by his lips pressed against mine and his tongue entering my mouth. It wasn’t what I was expecting, but I loved it. Right after that kiss, I grew much more of an attraction to him than ever before.

I removed his black tank top, staring down at his skinny, toned torso. He was really thin, but still had an incredible body. I pushed him towards the bed and got on top of him, kissing him furiously and digging my nails through his skin as he groaned. He pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor.

“Hey!” I retorted. “That’s a very rare Satyricon shirt you just threw!”

“Whoops,” he laughed. “It was in my way.”

“Oh really?” I said jokingly. “Well enlighten me. What was it preventing you from accessing?”

“These,” he said as he removed my bra and threw it to the floor. He flipped me over and proceeded to tease one of my breasts. I moaned softly as he sucked and kissed my nipple. When he gently bit down on it, I screamed and dug my nails into his skin even more, causing him to hiss in slight pain before he continued with my other. When he bit down on my other, I didn’t scream as loud.

Scott sat up, and started to pull down my shorts. Lucky for him (and maybe myself as well), I wasn’t wearing any panties. His cute lips curled into a smile as he got on his knees and slid his tongue inside my wet entrance. Our mewling and groaning echoed within the room as he pleasured me. I pushed him away before I could climax. After he stood up and removed his pants, I pulled him to the bed and got back on top of him, this time slowly licking the precum that seeped out from his large, erect, member. I then took him into his mouth entirely, moving my mouth and tongue around and against it in a steady rhythm to match his thrusting. We both eventually went faster and harder until he climaxed, his juices exploding inside of my mouth. I swallowed his sweet semen, craving more right after.

He took control again and we flipped again. But this time, I was on my knees. He pressed his wet tip against my hole before slowly entering me. I exhaled deeply as he drew himself in and out at a slow pace. Suddenly, he held onto my hips, and the headboard of the bed started slamming against the wall aggressively fast, the same way he started pounding into me. He groaned my name repeatedly while he fucked me, thrusting into me deeply a few more times before he filled me with his juices, and continued penetrating me until I came. He pulled out, and let out a satisfied sigh. I got up and began going through my dresser for new clothes to wear.

“What’re you up to now?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around me from behind.

“Gonna take a shower.” I took my clean clothes and towel into the bathroom. “You’re welcome to join me.”