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Free Hardcore Sex Stories - The Homecoming
“You are finally home!” I nearly yelled into the phone as I heard John’s voice on the other end. I had missed him more than I ever thought it possible to miss someone, and he had only been away for a short time. We had just started going together and everything was so perfect that his being away was nearly painful for me. I felt so empty and alone without him around. It was like someone had sucked the air from inside me.
“Yes, darling, I’m home,” he said in that sexy voice of his.
“I’m so glad to hear your voice,” I said, so excitedly. I was so happy to finally hear his voice, and I had been fantasizing all week about how the next time would be when we were together.
“How would you like to see me?” He asked. Just the thought made me ache for him and a huge smile spread over my face.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“About a mile from your house.”
“YES!” I yelled. I couldn’t believe I was finally going to get to see him again. You would think it was a long time since I saw him, and to me, it was, but in reality, it had only been two weeks. It was the longest two weeks that I ever remembered going through.
“I will be right there,” he said.
I ran into the bathroom, combed my hair, and fixed myself up as quickly as I could. Dressed in a cranberry short nightie, I went to the door when he knocked.
“Wow!” He said when I opened it. He came in and hugged me so tight that I could barely breathe. His lips met mine with strength and control. “I sure have missed you.”
“I missed you more than I ever thought it possible to miss anyone,” I said, kissing him in small peck kisses all over his face. “I want you so much. Please make love to me,” I begged.
“You sure did miss me, didn’t you?”
“Yes! Make love to me.” I kissed down his neck and nibbled on his earlobe. “Please, please. I want to feel you inside me so much. I’ve missed you, John.”
“Now how can I say no to that,” he said, already getting breathless.
“You can’t,” I said, kissing his lips and letting my tongue play with his. His hand wandered up my outfit to my breast. My nipples were hard on contact. It was so exciting to have my John back with me. I wanted him to take me. He ran his fingers through my hair, pushing my head closer to his. With one swoop, he lifted the outfit over my head to the floor. His mouth went straight to a breast to lick and bite the nipple. Goosebumps ran over my body.
"Take me," I said. He pushed me into the living room and against the couch, laying me back and spreading my legs.
"I want to eat this pussy," he said as his mouth went to it. Immediately he began licking and sucking my clit. I gasped for air. I couldn't breath. His fingers buried themselves inside my pussy. I couldn’t talk, because I was so excited to both be with him and because I was afraid to talk or I might cry. I was so happy with him.
Moaning loudly, my body quivered as I came while he sucked it from my pussy hole. He didn't stop at that, he just kept sucking and licking my clit. He fucked me so hard, I ached. I came again for him as he licked it from me.
“I’ve missed you. I need you. Please suck me.” He brought his cock over to my mouth and buried it inside. I played with his balls and hips, then grabbed his hips, forcing him even deeper. He gently took hold of my head, moving slowly inside my mouth. After a few moments, he moved faster, deeper. It was so good to have him again, to taste him, to know that I could make him feel good.
“Stop,” he said, pulling himself out of my mouth. “I want to be in you. I need to feel your sweet, wet pussy around me.”
He sat and I sat on top of his lap, slowly moving him inside, teasing at first, and then letting him go all the way into me. He grabbed my hips and forced him to move in and out of me extremely hard.
He took hold of my breasts, pinching my nipples, guiding me over him. I bent down to kiss him, hold him, ride him. It felt so good. I needed it so bad. He began to moan as I did. Our bodies clung to each other’s as we came together. I felt his juices burst into my body and mix with me. I could barely contain myself, and I didn’t really want to. He was so perfect, so exciting, so good.
“I missed you so much,” I said, clinging to him with his cock still buried inside me. “I really missed you.”
“I could tell,” he said, smiling. “I missed you, too.”
I started to laugh. “I noticed that, too.”
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