He groaned in pleasure, then smiled down at her as she pulled his jeans forward so she could look down the front of them. He laughed and shook his head, and she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the house.
Unlocking the door, she heard her folks in the living room watching T. V. She pointed upstairs and held a finger over her lips, then turned to greet them. Keith started upstairs, quietly stepping so as not to alert them.
“Hi Mom, Dad,” she said, going to stand behind them.
“Hey munchkin,” her dad said. “Oh… my,” he said, seeing what she was dressed in.
“Oh, Daddy!” she said. “I’m so sorry, I forgot I was in this.”
He chuckled as she covered herself up, admonishing herself for forgetting. She knew he wouldn’t have wanted to see her.
“Oh honey, it’s okay,” he said, patting the couch beside him. “I saw what Toni’s looked like on her.”
“Hi sweetheart,” her mom said. “That’s so cute on you! And I love the color!”
Sam smiled.
“That baby blue sure is pretty,” her dad said. “You turning in?” he asked.
She shrugged. “I might see what Keith is up to,” she said. “Unless you aren’t okay with that,” she added.
“You’re an adult,” he said. “You’re much more responsible than any of our other kids,” he said.
She smiled, and moved around the couch, sliding down into his lap and leaning in for a hug.
“I love you, Daddy,” she said, kissing him on the cheek. Her squeezed her waist with both arms, giving her a bear hug before she slid off and went to hug and kiss her mom.
Turning as she left the room, she checked to make sure they were still watching TV, and then went upstairs.
She listened for Dane and Danny but didn’t hear anyone. Alex wasn’t home, and neither was Toni.
Smiling, she knew she had the whole top floor to herself, and though she couldn’t just start screaming in pleasure, she knew she could at least be a little noisy. Entering her room, she saw Keith look up, smiling. A sudden idea came to her then, and she grinned at him, holding up a finger.
“Get those clothes off,” she said. “I’ll be right back.”
She closed the door behind her and tiptoed to her bathroom, slipping out of her work wear. Glancing down the hallway, she tiptoed into Toni’s room and then started to poke around in her underwear drawer. Frowning she looked in the closet, grinning when she found what she was searching for.
After she finished, she left Toni’s room and tiptoed swiftly to her own, shutting the door behind her.
“Wow…” Keith said, his mouth wide and eyes even wider.
She smiled. “Well, that’s certainly the reaction I was going for,” she said.
She was wearing some scarlet and black lingerie, lacy and sexy. It even had little hearts cut out where the nipples were.
She smiled widely, moving to stand in front of him as he swallowed audibly.
“So, I take it my boyfriend likes what I’m wearing?” she asked.
He grinned. “Heck yeah, he does!”
She giggled. “Good, I certainly don’t mind going back and finding one of the flirtatious men that were hitting on me all night.”
He smiled wider and shook his head at her. “You really would have picked another, wouldn’t you?”
“I had so many flirting with me, I probably wouldn’t have been able to choose just one. I promise I’ll let you watch.”
He rolled his eyes and watched her slink over to him. Smiling and seeing his prominent erection, she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and serve him like the cum-guzzling whore she felt like in that moment, but she wanted to see if she could push him a little more.
“You’d have liked that,” she said. “Wouldn’t you?”
He raised an eyebrow then, looking up at her as she pushed him back on the bed.
He scooted up on the bed, obviously thinking that she was going to suck him off, but she had other plans, despite her obvious desire to do just that.
Reaching down, she took his cock in her hand, but didn’t stroke. Instead, she squeezed tightly, then started to work her way up to sit on his face.
He smiled, nodding. “I’ve wanted to…”
She didn’t let him say anything else though and dropped her pussy right down onto his mouth. He moaned loudly, his tongue sliding in and then up against her clitoris.
Whimpering, she arched her back and reached back to squeeze his cock again.
She thought about having to work for half of the day, being so horny that she didn’t shower, and then forcing her boyfriend to eat her pussy after a long day of work. She smiled as the thought how wrong and disgusting it all sounded.
Keith didn’t seem to mind at all and was licking and sucking everything that was down there. He might not be nearly as good as Amanda was, but he was admirably decent for a novice. She reached down with one hand and grabbed a hold of his hair, still gripping his cock fiercely.
“I can just see you watching me,” she said, forcing his eyes open and on her. “You’d like to come to work and watch me, wouldn’t you?”
He shook his head yes, as much as he could, but never slowed licking her pussy. Surprisingly, he was getting her pretty close, but she figured that had a lot to do with how horny she was.
“You’d love to come and watch me flirt with strangers and would even let them flirt with your girlfriend, wouldn’t you.”
He continued to lick and slurp at her but didn’t answer. Spinning around on top of him quickly, she re-mounted his face and leaned over, her lips hovering over his cock. Snaking her tongue out, she licked the head and then sat up, causing him to groan.
Reaching back, she grabbed his hair again and looked down, past her butt and into his eyes.
“Answer me,” she said.
He groaned, shaking his head no, and she yanked, pulling his head up and reaching down to squeeze his shaft. He groaned again, probably in pain, but she thought it sounded incredibly close to how he sounded in pleasure.
“That’s the wrong answer,” she said, grinding her pussy lips back and forth on his chin. He hadn’t slowed his licking and sucking, and as she approached the precipice, she pulled up hard, causing him to wince as she watched, her orgasm finally cresting. She fell forward, letting go of his head and quickly sliding her lips around his cock to get the full effect of her orgasm, knowing that having a cock in her mouth would excite her even more.
She whimpered quietly in pleasure, but then remembered that she could be loud, and moaned much more audibly.
He groaned beneath her, and she squeezed the base of his cock hard, figuring that it was pretty painful for him. Her lips were tight around the head of his cock, her pussy hammering with contractions as she came, moaning loudly with his cock in her mouth.
She suddenly had images of the men that she’d waited on recently pop into her head, and she imagined herself doing this to each of them. Laying them down on the bench where they were sitting, or maybe on the floor, she would sit down on their faces and make them eat her out.
Keith, admirably, never slowed, never reached up to stop her, and never protested.
Finally, she slid off and then down, looking up at him. His face was covered with girl-cum, saliva, and sweat. She giggled, handing him a towel and letting him clean up, preoccupying herself with stroking his cock.
He smiled, looking down. “So dirty,” he whispered. “Are you going to give me head?”
She smiled, leaning down to do just that, but then looked up, shaking her head.
“You didn’t answer the question,” she said, sliding up into his lap.
He seemed the be in the perfect position and she felt him slide into her immediately, no pretense at all. One second, she was empty, wanton, and the next, filled.
She whimpered, grinding against him.
He fell back, wincing pleasure.
“Look at me while I fuck you,” she said lewdly, noticing him groan in pleasure when she swore.
He looked up at her, his face a mask of pleasure as she started to grind against him.
“If you cum before I do again, I’ll stop fucking you for a month,” she warned, squeezing his face.
He nodded vigorously, even adding, “Yes Ma’am.”
She smiled. “Good,” she said.
He grunted in pleasure, but then seemed to concentrate for a second, fighting off the orgasm.
“Can you picture me at work, being flirted with?” she asked, still mysteriously feeling like she wanted to be dirty and provocative.
He nodded obediently.
“Good boy,” she said. “You’d probably like to watch me flirt with other men,” she said, smiling wickedly at him.
He groaned, and she smiled as she gyrated against him. One hand pulled him up and pushed a nipple into his mouth. He moaned around it, and she whimpered in pleasure. Clutching at her, he closed his eyes, concentrating again. She giggled quietly, decided to push his buttons again.
“I can just see you there, watching me from the shadows with a hard-on,” she said. “You’d probably be jerking off while you watched me flirt,” she said, grinding hard against him.
“Fuck… yes,” he groaned nodding at her.
“Good boy,” she said, drawing his face up to kiss him. “Don’t think I don’t know what goes through boy’s heads,” she added.
He smiled, looking up at her.
Deciding that she’d pushed him enough for the evening, she slid off and pulled him on top of her.
Smiling and pulling him down to her, she kissed him and nodded that he was good to proceed.
He surprised her though and kept up the conversation.
“I can see you flirting with different guys,” he said, his cock sliding in and out of her hungry, filthy pussy.
“You can?” she asked. “God, Keith, please don’t stop.”
He nodded. “I can. I like that others want my girlfriend. I like knowing they want to fuck you but can’t.”
She whimpered, feeling her orgasm build. “Oh fuck… honey…” she groaned.
“They do, don’t they,” he said, kissing her and still thrusting. “They want to fuck my girlfriend.”
She whimpered and nodded, clutching desperately at him.
“Oh God,” she gasped. “They do! They do!”