Naked in School Homer
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It was a cool, overcast evening. I cracked the window to let the crisp air blow in over my face. It gave my arms a chill but felt good blowing across my wet, silky skin. I’d just stepped out of a hot shower, the water from my hair dripping down my back and my breasts. I walked over to the bed that sat against the large brick wall. I grasped a bottle of vanilla scented lotion and sat on the edge of the bed, hot tea waiting for me on the nightstand. He always knew exactly when I needed tea. It tasted better somehow when he made it for me, with just the right amount of sweetness.
The white cotton sheets felt good and soft against my legs. I began to smooth the lotion over my skin, rubbing the moisture and wetness in. It was getting dark as the sun kissed the sky goodnight and I reached over to his side of the bed, sighing as I felt how much I missed him. Striking one of his matches, I lit a few candles. Our kitty looked at me from the window and meowed a soft cry. He felt his absence too. His sleek, black fur shimmered in the candlelight. He knew he’d been gone too long and our hearts ached to feel his touch again. I could still smell his scent on his pillowcase. I clutched it in both of my hands and buried my face in it, breathing deeply. Rolling over, I settled into his spot.
The breeze from the cracked window picked up and I felt my nipples perk up and harden in the warm glow of the streetlights outside. Pouring more lotion into my hands, I slowly continued to rub it in all over my body, gently feeling the curves of my belly and hips under my fingertips. Closing my eyes, I could imagine him there with me. Sitting at his desk wearing one of his cozy v-neck cardigans, sipping a glass of whiskey, and asking me how my day was. Just the sound of his voice made me smile. Just knowing he was home made me feel safe and warm. Now our apartment felt cold and lonely. Hurry home, love. With my naked body spread across the bed, I pulled up the sheet just enough to cover my upper legs and belly. The day had been long and I felt myself drifting off slowly to sleep, kitty curled up at my feet.
The candles burnt mostly down now, I slowly awoke to the feel of his lips on my neck. The faint smell of a fine cigar lingered on his skin. He continued to softly kiss my neck, his beard rubbing gently on my shoulder. Keeping my eyes closed, my lips curled into a smile. “Welcome home, baby,” I whispered. Feeling his body pressed against mine, I grasped his arms and pulled him in closer. The strong curve of his triceps felt familiar and comforting. He reached down with his left hand, cupping my right breast and gently began to fondle my nipple. I moaned as I felt myself get wet.
As his lips moved down to my left breast, his right hand slowly moved past my waist and under the sheet. He teased me and caressed my inner thigh as I continued to feel myself become more and more ready. Continuing to arouse my nipples with one hand, his other hand slowly moved closer to my swollen pussy. I moaned with delight as he plunged his fingers into my wetness and I felt his cock get harder on my thigh. My hips began to grind him uncontrollably as he fondled my clit and thrust his fingers into me. Slowly and with purpose he massaged me, back and forth, knowing exactly when to move slower and faster based on my moans and cries. He knew my body so well.
My warm pussy swelled up more around him and he grabbed my hips hard and pushed me up against the headboard as he pulled himself down to taste me. I continued to moan and cry out as he spread my lips wide open licking and sucking my clit. Grabbing his hair between my fingers, I felt my thighs tense up around his head and shoulders. He grabbed my knees and pushed my legs wide open. I could feel myself ready to come but I didn’t want it to happen just yet. I lifted his head and tasted myself on his lips. I pulled him in closer and enjoyed the pleasure of feeling him thrust deep inside of me. He moaned loudly and bit my shoulder. We went back and forth between my legs wrapping around his waist and shoulders and him spreading them wide open, first gently, then forcefully. He knew exactly how rough I liked it, just enough to be playful but not enough to really hurt, not too much.
Grabbing me by my hips he flipped me over and spanked my ass, hard, and again. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back making me whine with both pleasure and pain. He pushed several fingers into my dripping pussy, it felt so good, I couldn’t help but scream. He pushed my face down into the bed and lifted my hips higher. As I bit into the pillow to stifle another scream I felt myself orgasm and squirt all over him. He didn’t stop and the orgasm continued for several minutes while I squirmed and moaned beneath him. He pulled me off the side of the bed bending me over the edge as he stood and fucked me from behind, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside of me. He grunted the most arousing sounds and I felt myself become wet all over again with him inside of me.
I wasn’t sure how much more I could take as I felt my knees becoming weak but I knew his strong hands under my hips would support me. He continued to moan and I could feel his cock swelling inside of me. His fingers reached around to fondle my quivering clit and I screamed as I felt myself coming again. As he groaned loudly in intense pleasure, his pulsing cock thrust deeper, and I felt the warm sensation of him coming inside of me. He held onto me and leaned his warm chest over my back, breathing heavily. After a few moments of catching our breath, we crawled back on the bed together, and curled up in each other’s arms. The feel of his warm body against mine, the musky smell of his hair and skin, had become home to me. He kissed the side of my forehead and we drifted off to sleep.
I awoke in the soft morning light to the sound of glass breaking. Kitty hissed and jumped over the vase of wilted flowers that he knocked over onto the floor. I stretched and pulled up the sheet around me, crawling off the bed over to the broken vase. As I glanced back at the empty bed, I picked up the wet card and dried it off on the bed sheet. Scribbled on it, in smeared ink, it read, “Our deepest sympathies”. A sob chocked in my throat and a tear rolled from my eye. If he was gone, why could I still smell him on my skin, why could I still taste him on my lips? More tears fell from my eyes and rolled down my face, stinging my cheeks. I lay on the floor clutching the sheet that now seemed to be covered in dirt. Kitty jumped down from his desk, still littered with his belongings, nuzzled up next to me and let out a low purr. The water from the broken vase rolled along the floor, and across the room, colliding with the muddy footprints that led to the kitchen door. I knew that tonight, he would come again and I would welcome him home once more.
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