Caminah Smuts

No Babysitter

"Girls! Come down here!" Camila called to her children.

Tonight was a special night. Dinah - her wife and the kids' mother - had been away on business for the last couple of months and was finally returning. The initial plan was to get a babysitter for the night, but unfortunately that plan had gone sour once she found out that their loyal Bea was at camp for the summer.
And so she was just going to have to make due and spend alone time with her wife another night. She hoped Dinah would appreciate the effort she put into her 'welcome back' cake, seeing how she never baked or cooked anything. It was going to be special and that's all she wanted.

Within moments, Camila's two girls came rushing down the stairs. Her five-year old and three-year old racing to see who would get to mom first. The eldest won and attacked her mother's legs.

"Girls, I want you to go hide behind the couch, okay?" She began, watching her children nod in acknowledgment. "And when you hear the front door open, I want you to jump out and yell 'Surprise!' for mommy, okay?"

The two of them squealed excitedly, clapping their hands together as Camila shushed them. Dinah would be here any minute and they all needed to hide. And so she ushered her little ones behind the living room couch and brought a finger to their lips to quiet them.

Just as she was beginning to sneak off to her own hiding spot, the front door opened revealing her wife and she looked like a deer caught in the headlights - well, damn, she had been caught.

Dinah smiled at her and immediately, grabbed her and pulled her into a searing kiss, her hands almost immediately coming down to grope her favorite ass. Camila, obviously melting into the kiss, shook her head upon remembering that there were still two little ones in the room. She smacked Dinah on the shoulder and looked behind her to see her children giggling at them from behind the couch.

Dinah heard the noise and quickly turned to see her children, hiding out behind the couch. She smiled at them before looking at Camila incredulously.

"I thought we were getting a babysitter..." She mumbled under her breath.

It wasn't that she wasn't thrilled to see her kids, because she was. She rushed over to the little munchkins and attacked them both with tickles and kisses on the face. She loved her kids more than life, but... Well, she hadn't seen her wife in two months and needless to say she was a little anxious to spend some alone time with her after such a long hiatus.

"Bea's away for the summer and there was no one else last minute," Camila explained with defeat, because damn Dinah looked good. The lack of sun in Alaska had made Dinah a little pale and truthfully, Camila kind of liked that.

"Well, you know what that means, right girls?" Dinah queried, staring between her daughters curiously. "Movie night!"

Camila didn't quite understand her wife's motives at first but once she had gathered her girls on the couch and popped Monster's Inc into the DVD player, she knew exactly what she was thinking. Their girls loved that movie - well, they loved the first half of it. After Boo comes into the picture they usually start to peter out and get sleepy.

It was just getting to the part where they lose Boo in the restaurant when Camila went into the kitchen to retrieve the cookies from the oven. It was unlikely anyone would be awake to eat them in the next half hour, so she'd have to save them for morning.

Just as she was shutting the oven, she heard footsteps behind her and almost immediately felt her wife's hard cock against her ass. She sighed as Dinah wrapped her arms around her midsection and began to shallowly rut against her body.

"The girls?" Camila queried in a hushed tone.

"Half asleep," Dinah responded, grinding her straining dick against the brunette's full ass. She whimpered against her ear, savoring the moment, as it had been too long since she was last able to do this. "I missed you."

Camila steadied herself against the counter, rubbing her ass against her wife in time with her thrusts. The two of them only had on light pajama bottoms which meant they could feel just about everything. After two months, dry humping would be more than enough to make them come.

"I missed you too, baby," The brunette whispered, tilting her head to the side to meet Dinah's lips in a heated kiss.

The two melted into the kiss, savoring the moment they both knew wouldn't last long. They kissed each other like they absolutely needed to, soft smacking noises filling the kitchen with each desperate peck. Dinah tightened her grip on her wife, giving her one last peck before burying her face into the Latina's neck. She grinded her hardness against Camila's ass in a forlorn attempt to reach her high. Camila, sensing her wife's urgency, whimpered quietly against her hair and made a quick move to pull her pajama pants down her legs. The movement prompted Dinah to let up for a moment, looking at her wife questioningly with lust still in her eyes. Her bare ass now exposed, Dinah could feel her cock twitch beneath the fabric of her light pants.

"Put it in," Camila whispered, staring back at her wife sensuously, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.

With gritted teeth, Dinah immediately complied, sliding her pants down and gripping the base of her dick and sliding it into the shocking wetness between her wife's thighs - tight and hot, just like she remembered. She noted Camila's desperate grip against the countertop, her knuckles turning white as her hair hung over her face. She was trying just about as hard as Dinah was to keep her mouth shut but as the blonde-haired woman began her steady thrusting, it wasn't really their mouths they needed to worry about.

It was too easy for Dinah to get caught up in fucking her wife - she would forget everything else around them. With that, she hadn't quite caught on to the rhythmic sounds of her body smacking against Camila's with every thrust. The brunette looked back at her with warning, placing a soft kiss against her lips before whispering, "Slower." And fuck, if that wasn't enough to make Dinah come right then and there...

She slowed her pace but began playing with Camila's sensitive clit, her fingers running over it teasingly as she attempted to bring her wife to orgasm a little faster. After all, who knew how long their kids would be sitting idly. With the little bit of stimulation to Camila's swollen nub, her breathing picked up with hot puffs against Dinah's jaw - she was getting close.

The way her walls would clamp down around Dinah's cock made her weak, but it only meant she was just seconds away from coming. Slipping a hand up the brunette's shirt, Dinah used her free hand to grope her wife's breasts. The rough sensation caused Camila to let out an unfortunately loud moan.

"Fuck," She cursed herself, hoping that she hadn't alerted the girls. "Hurry, Dinah," She whimpered against her wife's skin, her eyes screwed shut.

Dinah obeyed, picking up her thrusts as quietly as she possibly could while still teasing her wife's clit. Within seconds, she watched Camila's mouth fall open and her body go rigid. The tightness around her cock followed by one last painfully deep thrust brought Dinah to her climax right after. She remained still as her cum shot out in ropes into her wife's sex. And sure, it wasn't the Welcome Home sex she was imagining, but it was good enough.

She pulled out a moment later, lifting her pants back around her waist as her wife did the same. She turned the brunette around and pulled her into a sweet kiss, noticing the woman was still panting for breath as they parted. God... her wife was fucking incredible. That was all she could think as she stared lovingly at the woman before bringing her in for another kiss.

"Mommy?" The couple turned towards the source of the sound to see their eldest standing in the doorway, rubbing her tired eyes. "Can we play a game?"

Dinah smiled at the child but winced as her little sister bounced in, full of energy - of course she was still hard and of course her kids weren't asleep yet. She looked at Camila in defeat but noticed a devilish smirk on the brunette's face.

"You girls wanna play a game?" Camila proposed, watching her little ones nod with excitement. "How about hide and seek? I'll count to one hundred and you girls hide!"

In a fit of giggles, their girls ran off to find their perfect hiding place, leaving their mommies all alone in the kitchen...

"You better start counting," Camila husked.