Justin walked into the house, pulling his key out of the door and closing it behind him. The house was dark, which was unusual. Typically when he got home I was bustling around making dinner and the smells of delicious food filled the air.
"Ashley!" he called to me.
No answer. Listening close he could faintly hear music coming from our bedroom. He set his bag down and headed toward the sound.
Hearing him come in, I stood up off the bed. I had been waiting for him. As I heard him start down the hall, I turned. Mazzy Star played softly on the stereo and one blood red scented candle was lit and on the dresser, softly illuminating the whole room which had been draped with soft, dark curtains and fabric.
I heard the doorknob turning and I posed. Standing tall, one leg cocked slightly out, my hands on my hips. I threw my hair back and smiled softly.
"Sweetie? Are you feeling oh... Holy shit!" His concern quickly turned into surprise as his eyes raked my body. I was 5'10, 150 pounds and fleshy in all the right places. I was wearing fish net stockings with knee high boots (his favorite) with a short black and red plaid skirt and a thin, tight button-up white shirt. The shirt pulled taut against my breasts and was unbuttoned low enough to expose my lacy white bra and the tops of my 38 D's.
Around my neck was a thin black chain collar with a small Celtic cross that hung just above my cleavage and around my wrists were small black leather, metal-studded bracelets. I had always been into piercings and tattoos and had my lower lip, my tongue and my eyebrow pierced as well as up my ears, not to mention my nipples and a barbell through my hood. My long red hair was pulled back into pigtails and had black streaks throughout it.
I had creamy red color on my small pouty lips and my eyes were lined in black. While my husband was a pretty mild person, he had a fetish for gothic girls and I loved to oblige him.
He was shocked into speechlessness and merely stood at the door staring at me. I walked slowly to him and wrapped my long arms around his neck.
"Welcome home honey," I whispered before slowly sucking on his full bottom lip. His eyes closed and he exhaled roughly.
My husband was 6'3 and broad. His chest and arms were large and solid and I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach his ear. Licking his lobe I breathed, "I missed you."
Growling, he tilted my chin up with his hand and captured my mouth in his, plunging his tongue deep into me. My arms tightened around his neck and one of his hands came up to clasp the back of my head while the other wrapped around my waist, squeezing me close.
I loved being in his arms, feeling small and enclosed. I moaned softly into his mouth and he responded by swirling his tongue around mine before sucking on my lips. He turned me swiftly and pulled me back against him, lowering his head to suck softly on my neck. His big hands came up to cup my full breasts, squeezing gently and searching out my hard nipples through the cloth.
I gasped and pressed my ass firmly into him, feeling the bulge already beginning in his pants. He was alternating from one side of my neck to the other as his fingers found my nipples through my shirt and tugged and pinched them. One of his hands slipped inside both my shirt and bra, squeezing my naked breast roughly before rolling my nipple between his thumb and fingers. His other hand snaked down my body, down my thighs before coming back up under my skirt.
I heard him groan and lean his head against mine briefly when his hand found that I not only had worn his favorite thigh highs and garter belt, but that I had also forsaken any panties. His fingers rubbed across the bare skin of my pussy gently, caressing the smooth hairless flesh.
I moved my hips, pressing my mound into his hand, encouraging him. Ever the tease though, he just slipped his hand down to cup my whole pussy. With his fingers pressed firmly against me, closing my lips, he began to press in rhythmic movements against me, targeting my clit through my own flesh.
I moaned and writhed slowly against him, pressing closer against his hardening cock. After several moments of delicious torture his finger slipped into me, burrowing deeply. I gasped and pressed down on his hand. I was already wet and he slid smoothly into me. Pumping his finger slowly in and out of me a few times he withdrew it. Sliding up my slit he searched out my hard clit. His finger circled it, turning my barbell slowly and teasing me further.
I turned my head up and looked at him with pleading eyes. Before his lips descended and captured mine again I whispered, "Please, please baby..."
As his tongue moved sensually around mine he complied. Using two fingers he squeezed my clit gently between them and began to rub in small concentrated circles. I moaned deeply into his mouth and reached my arms up behind me to wrap around his neck.
He held me, one arm around my waist, as he played with me. His fingers moved over my wet cunt and I began to breathe harder and pump against his hand. He knew exactly how to touch me, his fingers fast and talented, rubbing my clit and occasionally dipping down into the depths of me to rub my wetness higher.
I was panting and pleading by this time, wanting to cum. I could feel it was close, building in my belly and moving down to the center of my pussy.
"Oh fuck yes baby. Please, please Justin. Rub me. Make me cum for you," I begged him.
He squeezed me tighter as his fingers flew over my clit. I began to whine and moan, moving my hips in time with his fingers. It was coming, I could feel myself about to explode and I began to breathe fast and ragged.
"That's it sweetie. Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers," he breathed into my ear. His whispered words sent a shudder through me.
"Yes! Oh god yes baby! I'm going to cum. Don't stop rubbing me. Please oh fuck please baby!" I screamed.
He moaned and did as I asked, rubbing faster and faster. My cunt began to pulsate and I was thrown over the edge, my orgasm ripping through me. A high scream began to escape me before he swiftly moved his head down and plunged his tongue into my open mouth. My knees buckled, but he held me up by the waist, still rubbing my clit fast and hard through my orgasm. I was bucking my hips against his hands, sensitive and still riding the wave as I came. His fingers suddenly dipped down and were shoved deep into my still contracting cunt and I ripped my mouth away from his to scream.
"Oh fuck! Argh!"
He pumped deep into me for several moments, fucking me through the last of my orgasm. His fingers finally slid out of me and I stood on shaky legs and turned in his arms. He smiled down at me before bringing his hand up to his mouth. I looked poutily at him and he rolled his eyes and sighed, lowering his hand to my mouth instead. I grinned wickedly before opening my lips and allowing his fingers inside of my warm mouth. I sucked my cum of him and swirled my tongue around the tips of his fingers. He moaned softly and closed his eyes, letting me taste myself. Having cleaned his fingers completely of my wetness I let them slide out of my mouth.
"Ok greedy girl, now share," he said, before lowering his mouth and kissing me deeply. His tongue rolled around mine, tasting my cum. I put my hands around the back of his head as his arms slid around my waist and kissed him back.
I slipped my lips wetly from his and began to undo his shirt. He smiled and leaned against the wall as my small hands worked the buttons. The last button opened and I pressed against his chest, loving the feel of his hard body against mine. My tongue slipped out and circled slowly around one of his nipples, watching it pucker. I slowly licked and kissed my way down his chest and across his stomach to his pants. I knelt down and grinned up at him. He laughed as I undid his belt and pulled at the clasp to his pants.
"All these damn clothes," I muttered under my breath when I encountered yet another barrier under his pants. Sliding his boxers down with his pants, he stepped out of them and slid his shirt off of his shoulders, leaving him naked under my hot touch.
His cock was hard and glistening with pre-cum already. Six and half inches long it was thick and delicious. I had been in love with my husband's dick since the first time we had sex.
I flicked my small tongue out to lick up the drop of pre-cum and he shuddered. I smiled to myself, remembering his teasing from earlier. Not touching him with my hands, I slowly swirled my tongue gently around the head of his cock before running circles down his shaft. He gasped and leaned his head back.
Bending down, I slid my hot, wet little tongue out to lick his balls. In the last few years he had gotten into the habit of letting me trim and shave him and in the absence of hair, his nuts were extremely sensitive. Flattening my tongue against them, I slowly dragged my barbell across both of them, watching them tighten slightly from my attentions.
Justin exhaled slowly and I raised my head to slip the head of his cock into my warm moist mouth. Pressing my lips right under his head, I licked and swirled my tongue all across the hard surface of him, tasting his pre-cum. I made sure he was extremely wet with saliva and his own pre-cum before taking my mouth off of him and replacing it with my hand.
Gripping first just the head of his cock, I squeezed him gently. His hips bucked forward slightly and he moaned softly. Still holding firmly, I slid my hand down him, taking the lubricant from his head with it. Down the length of his cock I stroked till my hand wrapped around the base of his dick. Again I squeezed gently before coming back up.
Slowly I began to stroke him, my hot little hand moving expertly in circles as I went up and down him. Faster and faster I jacked him off, occasionally leaning down to suck the head of his cock back into my mouth to lubricate it.
My husband's hips were moving with my hand and he was moaning lightly. It wasn't long before he was begging me.
"Oh please baby. Ashley please, suck it. Please suck my cock."
His words sent an electric shock to my belly and straight down to my clit. I immediately sucked his hard length into my mouth, imitating what I had done with my hand. My tongue continuously swirled around his head and down his shaft as my mouth went up and down him. I sucked him for a few moments before bringing my hand back up also, stroking him with my hand and my mouth. My warm hand gripped tightly around him and my lips snuggly sucked him in and out of my wet mouth.
