day1 love

chapter 17* did that really just happen?

A/N what would you like to see happen, give me an idea I promise I'll work it in

Shena, thanks sis 😘
You already know what for
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Jess, what ya think "bro"

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Once most of our guests had left, it was close to 3 am.

The ones who remained were too drunk or high to drive or walk for that matter we wouldn't let leave in that state, so we handed out blankets and told them they could sleep it off in the living room.

Daze and Smythe were in deep conversation on the bench in the backyard, we told Smythe he could have the little guest room I maintained just off the living room.
It was originally a catch all room but my organizational side couldn't leave it that way, so we turned it to a guest room.

It was just big enough for a futon, nightstand with a lamp and small tv set with a potted ficus right next to the door.

We bid everyone goodnight and retired to our room.
Being that we had people still in the house, sex would have to wait.
I already knew he wouldn't with half his family in the house and that was fine with me.

Yeah I'm a freak, but only for him. I'm not keen on the idea of everyone hearing Sam blow my back out.

I was far from quiet.

We laid in bed together and apparently I was wrong because he said we were going to see how quiet I could be, and how fast he could make me come!
That he just had to have me, but not what I had originally wanted.
That this would be a quickie.
Quickies can be very satisfying

He made short work of our clothing, tried to do a 69 with me, but I just can't do that right.
I don't know, maybe those girls in the porn flicks we would watch together sometimes, or even that I would occasionally watch on my own, mostly to get ideas, partner wasn't really doing a damn thing, because I would get so into what he was doing to me that the monster would just be sitting in my mouth like a thermometer.
I grinned at my own humorous thought. I crack myself up sometimes.

Not Sam, he could focus totally on what he was doing, but then he'd been fucking since junior high, at like 13 was already banging girls in supply closets, fire escapes, anywhere he could.

And he called me a freak.

Anyway he wasn't worried too much about that 69, because before I knew it he'd flipped me to all fours and I covered my mouth with my hands, as he buried himself inside me.

I felt like he was trying his damnest to make me moan out loud so that everyone would hear us because he was giving it to me just how I like it.
Slow and hard
He made me brace my hands on the headboard, I tooched my hips up and put my face down on the pillow.
Ohhhhhhhh this was so good!
The way he was hitting it, the added sexiness of me trying to be quiet, him trying to make me scream, the deepness, it was all an overload to my senses
I felt myself getting ready to orgasm but before I could tell him, he placed two fingers in my mouth and told me to suck , just as my fireworks started.
That was incredibly hot to me
He removed fingers and put his hand over my mouth as I shattered and I threw it back as good as he'd just given it to me
Within moments of this, he finished too, as we laid there still trying to catch our breath.
I thought again about how much I loved him, and how lucky I was to have him.

I dozed off and when I woke up, I went and took a quick shower as I had promised Fancee I was taking her to go see Ceez.
I didn't have to wait till she got over the house because she also stayed over last night.
Not because she was inebriated of course, just because she wanted to stay.