It's almost three in the morning. My heels click in the hallway leading up to the door of my apartment. Feeling the breeze tickling my bare pussy under my short summer dress, I shiver with excitement and reach for the keys.
Opening the door, I look at myself in the mirror inside and can't help but smile. It's obvious I have just been thoroughly fucked. My makeup is smeared from tears that ran down my cheeks, my bright red lipstick almost imperceptible, along with the bruised knees all signs of extensive sucking of a huge cock.
Of course, these aren't the only marks its owner left on my body. The bite marks on my neck are plainly visible - and I knew I'd find some on my inner thighs as well. My nipples, still stiff and poking through my dress, hurt from all the pulling and twisting.
"God, what a great night," I think to myself. I used to feel ashamed of my sexual escapades, but as time went by, I realized there's no reason to. My sluttiness was natural and all I needed was to embrace it.
Walking into the living room, still in my five inch pumps that always seem to catch attention of my dates, I realize my appearance wouldn't be the only thing giving away my wild night. The way I walk is definitely affected by my sore pussy and ass, both subjected to heavy use tonight, courtesy of my lover and his beautiful cock. I feel some of the cum that filled me earlier tonight still drying on my thighs.
"Hello honey," I beam with delight at my boyfriend sitting on the sofa.
Despite the late hour, he shows no signs of being tired. Putting his laptop on the table, he smiles back at me, looking lovely in his bathrobe, exposed just enough to display the steel chastity cage encasing his cock.
"How was your night?" I ask, fully aware that's not going to be the focus of this conversation.
"Oh, the usual. Tried to read a book, but couldn't stop thinking about you. How was yours?"
"Amazing, as you can see," I grin. "All my pussy needs after tonight is a bit of gentle care. Ready to clean it up for me while I tell you what you missed?"
Knowing that's exactly what he wants, I see his poor locked cock twitch and get harder behind the bars. "Oh yeah, I think I could do that."
I sit in the corner of the sofa, roll up my dress and spread my legs wide, my boyfriend already shuffling to kneel in front of my open thighs.
Seeing my well-used used pussy from up close, he gasps, unable to hide his arousal. "Oh god, you look completely ravaged."
"Of course I do, honey. After such a nice long fucking, it wouldn't be possible not to."
Smiling, I watch him cup my ass and focus his mouth on my inner thighs first, nibbling, then slowly licking, no doubt tasting the salty cum that ran from my pussy just a short while ago.
"I got to see Tom tonight."
My boyfriend looks a bit surprised, just as I expected. Sometimes I don't let him know who my date is beforehand, knowing the mystery keeps him excited as he waits for me to come home.
