Steamy Short: Welcome Home

The sun peeks through the curtains that are cracked exposing the ocean waves meeting the sand. She awakes before the alarm on her phone and immediately smiles. “Today is the day,” she thinks to herself as she grabs the big comfy comforter and wraps it tight around her bare body. The smile she has is an accessory for the day…it is not going anywhere.

She turns over to stare at the ocean and the sun reflecting off the water and unknowingly slowly drifts back to sleep. She dreams of being held, hugged and kissed by him. Unaware that she’s really fallen asleep, she’s awakened again. This time by her phone ringing. As soon as she sees the number, she answered and then swipes the screen to see the time. He knows her too well, his greeting is “Getcho ass up!” They both laugh and then he proceeds with his normal morning greeting. He gives her the time to pick him up and the details before hanging up.

Frantic because she’s late to everything and everywhere, she’s running in circles trying to get her essentials to meet the love of her life. It’s been way too long. Even though they just spoke, seeing him will be like seeing him for the first time all over again. Her heart is already racing, palms and armpits sweaty, and she’s unable to focus. Flustered is what she is and overwhelmed with excitement. Her birthday is in 6 days and this is by far the best present she could have asked for. Being reunited with the man she loves and a whole week of love and hitting the reset button on life.

Showering, singing and dancing in the mirror, she finishes the touch by oiling up her body from head to toe. She can’t believe she’s really going to do this, but she ties up the cute red lingerie top and dons her trench coat. Walking in circles she finds her shoes and pauses, pondering which pair to wear. Fur boots or pumps? She laughs a little and slides her foot inside her fur boots. It’s cold and she’s barring little to nothing under the coat, these will at least keep her warm when she exits the car.

She’s replayed this day in her mind a million times. Different scenarios, different outfits, different greetings. But today is the real deal. She looks for her keys walking past the fob on the counter. Forgetting she’s not driving her daily car, she shakes her head and backs up to grab the fob, her purse and the key card before walking out of the door.

On the inside she’s skipping down the hall to the elevator, in reality she’s speed walking because she spent too much time pretending to put on a performance in the mirror. She enters the elevator completely forgetting that she has nothing really under the coat until the wind hits her legs when the elevator doors open on the main floor. It’s cold and she has to walk to the parking garage to get in the car. The crazy things she do, she thought as she enters the garage scanning the rows for the car.

She locates the car, enters and immediately starts it up turning on the seat warmer and heat. It’s frosty chilly outside as he’d say. Placing her phone in the holder on the dashboard with the navigation already directing her path, she pulls out of the parking space ready to jump into the arms of the man who loves her.

Following his instructions, she pulls into the parking lot, checks the time and waits for him to appear. The moment she sees him walking down the sidewalk, time stands still and everything starts to move in slow motion. He’s walking with that swagalicious diddiebop that she told him about, scanning the parking lot, probably looking for her daily car. She exits with the biggest smile. He stops dead in his tracks and yells, “Whatcha say Baby Love?” Still walking towards him, she echos his question. This is their thing. Weird and quirky in how they express their love, unapologetically and unbothered by what anyone around may think.

She reaches him and he grabs her and pulls her close, hugging her tight. She buries her head into his chest. She’s missed this. She’s missed him. She immediately feels whole again. He takes a small step back and holds her face in his hands and says “I love you”. She replies, “I love you too” and then he leans down and kisses her slow, deep and passionately.

It could get nasty right outside at this point but she’s cold so she takes his hand and tells him to come on. Guiding him to the car she tells him that he can drive and he always knows where to go. They enter the car and their gazes meet. It’s like a magnet pushing them together. She leans across the center console and begins to kiss him, biting his bottom lip. “Let’s go before it goes down in this parking lot,” she says. He pays her no mind and from the look and feel of the front of his pants, he doesn’t care where it goes down at this moment.

He takes his hands and slides it under the bottom of her coat. When he feels her bare skin, he releases a small moan inside her mouth. Reaching her pyramid of love, he can already tell she missed him and she’s ready to be reacquainted. Moist between his fingers, he slowly rubs her epicenter. She opens her legs a little more to give him more access and continues kissing him passionately. He slides one finger inside her and she melts. She whispers to him, “Don’t start nothing.” He shakes his head and they release each other. He looks her in the eyes and says, “You are something else.” She replies, “You haven’t seen anything yet!” She opens her coat revealing her close to nothing attire. He smiles in admiration and responds, “Let me get out of here so I can do some things to you.”

He exits the parking lot and merges onto the highway. While discussing what to eat, she unbuckles her seatbelt and leans over to unbutton his pants. Reaching inside, she strokes his manhood slowly up and down a couple of times before revealing his perfectly sculptured penis to the surface. He continues to talk but for only a minute before she slowly licks the tip of his head before making his whole body shiver as she engulfed his entire penis in her mouth. She adjusts her position to give him the vacuum seal double hand twist super gawk gawk combo 5000 As she tosses her hair to the side, out of her way, she looks up at him and says, “Welcome home Babe…”

Steamy Shorts: Good Morning

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ This post contains sexual content that may not be suitable for some audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

I turn over and nestle my head on his chest. He adjusts his body and wraps his arm around me. This is home. Sleepily, I enjoy the sound of his heart beating while my head gently rises and falls with each breath that he takes. This is peace.

He’s still sleep or so I think. I place my hand on the center of his chest. I could lay here forever. But it’s not the weekend…and we have to work. The thought was nice. But while I can, I will enjoy this. This moment of being still. In love.

I didn’t notice as I laid there in such a state of peacefulness that I had to began to caress him. Rubbing his chest, stomach and arm with just the pads of my fingertips and sometimes my nails. It’s a habit and it’s soothing. I was trying not to wake him. Rest. He needed it.

I think to myself, every morning should begin with a noticeable action of love. And sex doesn’t solely define love. Do it right with enough time to spare and I’m cooking breakfast. And that’s breakfast in bed.

When I feel his hand gently rub up and down my back, I know he’s awake. I continue gently caressing him and thinking. I hear him speak softly from what seemed like miles away. I was in deep thought. I reply “Huh?” because I didn’t hear anything he said. Why is he awake? I try my best not to wake him when I can’t sleep. He asks me, “Can’t sleep?” I take a deep breath and respond, “Nope.” Like clockwork he questions, “You need some help?” I chuckle at the thought because I never reply to that question. I imagine it’s always rhetorical. And the unspoken answer is always YES. “Come here…” he says as he hugs me a little tighter.

This is when we start to escape reality…we call it magic…

Our bedroom is dark. The corner of the room is the only area illuminated by the light of the fancy diffuser sitting on the dresser. His kisses are always deep and passionate. Even more when he’s trying to be nasty. And don’t let him begin to explore my Magic Kingdom with his extraordinary tongue…stick a fork in me, I’m done.

This mere activity stops time. I mean literally. We can lose track of time and do this for hours. Penetration doesn’t have to occur immediately or even at all. We’ve mastered the resistance and the urge to fuck like rabbits at all times. Believe me it hasn’t always been this easy. It took great practice.

This morning I think his objective is to put me back to sleep. His hand ever so gently strokes my breast then down to stomach. As he slid his hand over my Magic Box, he brushed against my secret pearl with his finger. As he kisses me our souls begin to dance.

It’s about to go down…And I never once looked at the clock.

In one clean swoop, he rotated me from mounting him to him kneeling between my caramel thighs. It’s always something to look up and see a chocolate, fine, bearded specimen in the dark lol. He’s perfect, he’s all mine. He leans in to kiss me. We fit together just like a puzzle. As he kisses me, he slowly slides his now awakened and erect dick inside me. Reaching the point of no return and he stays right there lightly tapping my cervix until he is done kissing me. I melt…I gush all over him.

It’s been how long now? This ‘love me long time’ feeling has never went away…I hope it never does…

He is in the zone now, giving me deep, long slow strokes he touches the edge of my Earth over and over again, until he shakes my ice capped mountain and causes substantial flooding in my magical wonderland. The portal opens and we completely exit this realm and make love in the galaxy. There’s stars, still ones, ones that twinkle and shooting stars. There’s asteroids, fairies, unicorns, and lost balloons. It feels ah-mazing. Together we let our love explode. After what feels like hours we descend back to this realm; spent, hyperventilating, sweating, tachycardic and slightly lethargic.

I find the energy to turn over on my side to face him. I see the sun peeking through the side of window as I lay in his embrace drifting off to sleep. I rub his beard and mumble “Good Morning My Love…”

Good Morning to you too,” he replies…