Forgive me my friends for, once again, I am sinning on a Sunday.
Busted!
Laying
back with my eyes closed I couldn't believe how sexy I felt, wearing
the lingerie Sara had left behind when she had stormed out, during
yet another of our arguments. I had found the lingerie at the back of
one of our wardrobes and as I stepped in to the lace boy shorts, my
cock already rock hard, and with pre-cum seeping from the slit, I
stared in to the bedroom mirror. I would never have done this if Sara
hadn't left but I missed her so much slipping in to her lingerie,
somehow, made me feel like we were still together.
Once
the shorts covered my hardness I picked up the matching top and
pulled it over my head, carefully so not to tear it, before sitting
on the edge of the bed and pulling on the stockings I found in the
drawer.
Taking
a last look at myself in the mirror I lay back on the bed, and began
to massage my hardness through the panties. Eventually though I
couldn't hold back any longer and slipped my hand into the top of the
panties and released myself. Reaching in to the bedside cabinet I
rummaged around, while still slowly stroking my cock, before I felt
what I was searching for.
Removing
the cock ring from the drawer I opened my eyes, lifted my head and
slowly slipped the ring to the base of my cock. Hopefully the ring
would do it's job and keep me hard for longer, while delaying my
orgasm, because I didn't want to cum, I wanted the feelings I was
having to last for as long as possible.
Resting
my head back on the pillows I continued stroking my hardness, using
my free hand to play with my hard nipples through the lace top and
knew that, even with the ring around my cock, I wasn't going to last
much longer.
Stretching
out on the bed I began to masturbate furiously, moaning Sara's name
the closer I got to coming, until I couldn't hold back any longer.
“Oh
fuck, Sara, yes,” I screamed out, as my balls tightened in their
sac and my legs began to tremble violently.
Suddenly
my cock twitched and I gasped her name once more, as I felt the first
stream of thick, white, seed explode onto my exposed stomach. Gasping
breathlessly I continued to stroke myself, milking every last drop
from my body, before I released my cock and opened my eyes.
As
I lifted my head, to stare down at the mess I had made I found myself
staring, instead, at Sara, who was standing at the end of what used
to be our bed, the keys she had kept while she fetched her belongings
dangling from her little finger, with
an evil, yet slightly, sexy, smile forming on her lips.
©JSMorbius2013
2 comments:
Very sexy. Painted a vivid picture in my mind as I read it.
This WAS sinful, sexy and wicked! Looks like Sara is excited by all the possibilities her lingerie unfolded:) xo
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