I saw him walking towards me at the airport. In a sea of people, I saw him. Mine. I kissed him. I missed him so much.
I wasn’t dressed for him as I’d wanted to be. My plane was an hour late and arrived only minutes before his. I had planned to change and get dolled up for him. Here I was, in jeans and a sweater, looking rather unsexy and feeling bashful for it.
We took a long walk to his car and caught up along the way. We stopped for dinner on the way home. Then I finally got to see our home away from home, a two bedroom apartment. It is nice and set up with his office in the living room, bedroom, bathrooms and kitchen. The basics. The extra bedroom has nothing in it but the spanking bench. More on that later.
He told me to get comfortable and stay warm so I changed into pajamas. He returned from the bathroom naked. “Get up.” He said. I rose from the bed and stood before him. “Kneel.” I knelt at his feet, my breath catching in my throat. It had been so long, I felt so happy finally. My hands behind my back, my eyes lowered as he clasped me to his body. My chin on his chest, his arms around me. I was home, I was safe, I was his.
My breath caught in my throat as I let out a long sigh. Homecoming. “That’s right.” He said, “You’re here now. You’re mine. Say it.”
“I’m yours Daddy.” He kissed me hard and with passion. His iron grip around my neck. I was possessed, I was claimed.
“That’s right. Now suck.” He pulled back from me and his hard cock pushed towards my mouth.
I opened and took his cock gently into my mouth. I tasted him, I savored the taste and feel of his silken sheethed hardness. He was so thick, filling my mouth fully. I opened more and sucked him into the back of my throat. He held the back of my head and thrust deep. I love when he does that.
“On the bed.” I rose and climbed on the bed laying on my back. “That’s right.” He pulled me close to him at the edge of the bed and plunged his face between my legs. His tongue invaded my sex. His lips sucked in my clit so his tongue could assault it. It was so fast, so shocking after so long away. I convulsed on the bed, the intensity was startling. He strummed my clit with his tongue until it was throbbing and I was bucking against him.
He mounted me finally. I was hungry for his cock. I wanted it in me already! He pushed in with aching slowness. Just the tip, savoring the feeling. “Ooo that’s nice.” He said. He pushed in again deeper. “Yes, nice.” Inch by inch he pushed in until he was buried to the hilt. So good. He filled me, he pumped me, he gave it all to me.
So, so good. I’m home.
2 thoughts on “Reconnect”
Sometimes the most vivid imagery comes from the minimal… I felt every word.
So nice. I’m glad.