Fiction : Fleaz #6

Compared to the weekend, my week is a complete bore. I am so deliciously sore most of the week, I’m reminded every time I move or sit just how amazing the weekend was, Conner really knows what he’s doing, I wonder why he doesn’t have a girlfriend when he fucks like that, do you really want to pull at that thread? No probably not.

“How was your weekend?” Sophie asks me during our morning coffee break on Monday morning, I blush & grin stupidly that she knows something happened “What? Tell me, tell me now!”

“I accidentally slept with that guy Savannah was trying to set me up with, you know the one they call Fleaz” I cringe at the nickname. I’d met Fleaz a few times before & Savannah had told me he was coming to a BBQ & she was planning something about him breaking my drought. But I didn’t even know Fleaz had arrived & then he sat inside, we didn’t even speak, I thought that is just my luck, he wasn’t interested in me at all.

“Accidentally? What, did you fall on his dick?” She cracks up laughing, making me laugh too

“No I mean, it wasn’t planned” she laughs harder

“So if you don’t plan to have sex, then it’s accidental?”

“Yeah, if you don’t plan a pregnancy it’s considered accidental” We crack up laughing

“You’re so crazy! So what happened? How did it happen? How many times did it happen? How big was it?” We crack up laughing again & I recall most of the details for Sophie. She is one of the few people I can say anything too & not be judged or feel stupid.

“What do you think he meant by ‘a virgin wouldn’t fuck like that?’ I can’t stop thinking about it. Why do I pick the only one weird thing about the whole weekend & constantly think about it?” She laughs

“That’s why I love you!” she ponders my initial question “Well usually a virgin wouldn’t have any idea what they are doing & would probably be an average root, so he’s saying you weren’t shit. It’s a good thing Kristie” She claps as if she is proud she deciphered the male brain, that totally makes sense

“This is why I keep you around” my phone beeps, it’s a text from Conner, my face betrays me & Sophie knows straight away

“Is that from him? What does it say?”

“Do you really want to know?” she nods, I cringe, giving her my phone

FB: Just thinking about how wet you were Sunday morning when I woke you up kissing your neck 😉 I blush, of course

“Wow, what are you going to write back?”

“I don’t know, I’m not good at this sexting stuff” we laugh, I’m not a prude but this is new territory for me

“Just write, I love how hard your dick was” Can I really write that? I laughing, reading out loud as I type, she nods & I hit send before I overthink it

K: It’s your hard cock that makes me so wet 😉 Gah! He immediately responds, I can’t help but giggle

FB: Now it is hard…

“What did he say?” Sophie is practically jumping up & down with excitement, I show her my phone. “Whoo hoo!”

“Calm down, I don’t want to make this into more than it is, can we please not talk about this around the office?”

“Just have some fun with it, go bowling” She cracks up laughing

“Oh my god, if you suggest bowling one more time” I shake my head “we’re just fuck buddies” As many times as I say that, I already know for me it is not true, I really do like this guy, I like the flirty texts & can’t help but feel myself getting attached to him. I quickly text back, trying to be sexy

K: I’d suck it if I was there…

FB: DAMN!

*

On Thursday night I’m texting Conner as I’m packing an overnight bag to stay at his house, texting him is addictive

K: What should I bring tomorrow night?

FB: Nothing…

K: Nothing at all?

FB: Nothing, especially no underwear 😉

I put a few clothes in a bag anyway, I don’t want to have to wear my work clothes home on Saturday morning.  I figure I won’t need pyjamas but I look at my pillow at where I have thrown my pyjama’s to see what I would’ve  packed & I realise I’ve been wearing his t-shirt & boxers all week as pyjamas. Not a good start!

Friday at work I am giddy with excitement all day, Conner has been texting all week about this weekend, he keeps saying weekend, not night! I try not to read into it too much. He told me to head straight to his house after work at 5pm. I duck into the bathroom at 4:30 to check my face & outfit. Its casual Friday so I’m wearing slim leg blue jeans with a wide brown belt, I have a white fitted singlet tucked into my jeans with a black tailored jacket that I have rolled the sleeves up to be ¾ length, I finish it off with a chunky red necklace & red patent leather pointy toe closed toe high heeled shoes. I carefully chose my underwear this morning, a navy satin bra & g string set, it has a little lace detailing on the front but it’s not over the top. All day my colleagues have been asking if I have a date tonight, I laugh it off as best as I can, I usually wear flats around the office because I’m always up & down from my desk, but I couldn’t get ‘fuck me heels’ out of my mind, that I had to wear heels again. Sophie gives me the once over & approves how I look,

“Go get em tiger.”

*

On the drive over to Conner’s house, I finally have time to think about what I am about to do, so many questions run through my mind. When I get there will we just have sex right away? When will he expect me to leave? When should I leave? Should I have picked up a bottle of wine, even though he told me not too? Should I take my overnight bag in? Of course you take your bag in! He knows you’re bringing it, he told you not to pack any underwear! My thoughts distract me as I pull up outside his house, I don’t really remember driving here, that can’t be good, I don’t want to sit out in my car like a loser if he’s watching me from his lounge room window, would he be that type of guy? Oh My God! Shut Up!

I get out of the car before I lose my nerve & drive off. I grab my bag out of the boot of my car, taking a deep calming breath as I walk up the driveway, my pulse is racing, I feel like he’ll be able to see my heart beating when he opens the door. Before I can knock, Conner opens the door, he’s casual in loose Levi jeans & a white Rip Curl t shirt, he’s barefoot & smiling like a Cheshire cat

“Hello Gorgeous.” He stands back a step, holding the door knob, letting me through the door, his other hand grabs my waist in between my jacket & singlet stopping me as he leans down to kiss me, his soft at first, then his tongue invades my mouth parting my lips, I kiss him hungrily back, my hands gasping at his hair & arms, he shifts us slightly, kicking the door shut, taking my bags from my shoulder, he lets them fall to the ground near us, his other hand comes up to cup the back of my head, our breathing is so ragged, there is no much heat between us, his hand moves from my waist to my breast rubbing in circles, while he explores my mouth with his own, we’re both making little humming noises as both his hands move to the lapels of my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders, my arms fall back to let the jacket slip down to a puddle on the floor, without pulling his lips away, he moves us again, pinning me to the wall in the entryway. Well I guess we will have sex right away! His hands grope me more now that his can hold me there with his hips, he tugs on my singlet so that it becomes untucked, pulling it up over my head, I return the favour & pull his t shirt as far as I can, in these heels I am more his height but I still can’t get it the whole way off. His lips return to mine more urgently, we both start fumbling in what seems to be a race on who can get the others pants down fastest. I’m wearing a belt & Conner isn’t so his pants slip down first, he steps out of them as I step out of my shoes, he bends to pull my tight jeans down, grazing my leg with his hand as he stands back up to look at me, his hips pin me to the wall again, both his hands cup my face as his brings his lips down for a slow spine tingling kiss. As the kiss intensifies, I can barely restrain myself, I boldly start tugging on his boxer briefs, once they get past that certain spot, I let gravity do the rest, they fall down to our puddle of clothes. I grasp his cock in my hand, he breaks the kiss as he moans, tilting his head back, I start running my hand up & down his length, placing little kisses on his neck, where I can reach.

“Ahhh…” He runs his hand down the length of my body, finding the edge of my g string, he hooks his finger into the elastic & it finds the same fate as his boxer briefs. His fingers find my wet centre, he chuckles, I know what he’s thinking as he lets out a long satisfied moan, his fingers move in a circular motion faster than usual, my legs part as if they have a mind of their own, wanting Conner to tease me more, but he swiftly moves to pick me up, I instinctively know to put my legs around him as his cock enters me hard & fast, I let out a almighty moan,

“Yes…” I dig my finger nails into his hard back, I can tell he’s close, I am too, he really turns me on with just his kisses that I am not surprised that I am always so ready for him, his rhythm is steady, each time he pauses when he’s deep within me before pulling out fast & slamming backing to me. It feels divine, I can’t really move while pinned against the wall so I just hold onto him tight, I know his strong arms will hold  me up. I realise he’s not wearing a condom again, I didn’t ask him to put one on either, I didn’t really expect to fuck him in the hallway, three seconds after I walk in the door! But it feels so much better without a condom anyway, skin on skin, it somehow feels more intimate, but then in our fuck buddy situation that might not be the best idea. His lips come down on my nipple, it interrupts my thoughts as he sucks hard enough to be my undoing

“Fuck me, Conner… Yes, Yessssss…” I am aware that I am exaggerating the S but I can’t make myself stop. I am only vaguely aware that Conner thrusts into me three more times before joining me in orgasm bliss

“Oh, yeah… Ohhhhhh Fuck.” He comes inside me, he kisses from my nipple up to my neck nuzzling there while his body slowly trusts with the aftermath of his orgasm. “Jesus, what are you doing to me?” He whispers, making eye contact with me, he looks deep into my eyes as if he thinks they will give him an answer. He kisses my lips gently, then moves his kisses along my neck where he lets out a deep breath & thrusts slowly one more time inside me., I moan again, feeling him deep inside me.

We stand there, well Conner stands there, I sit limply in his arms, for a few minutes, I don’t want to move, I like being connected with him this way but I don’t know how can he continue to hold me up like this, I am so weak. My orgasms with him are so intense, like I’ve never felt before that I am so spent afterwards that I even have to remember to breathe & I don’t even know if I’ll be able to stand when he does put me down.

He slowly comes up for air, looking directly into my eyes again, pulling out of me, he slowly slides me down the wall to put my feet on the floor, I feel the aftermath of our sexcapades drip on my inner thigh, his hands grab either side of my hips as if he knows I will struggle to stand.

“I didn’t plan to fuck you before you even got a foot in my front door, but that was…” he smiles, I smile, he can’t think of a word to describe it & neither can I “Can you stand?” I nod, not sure if I can, as he stands up straight, releasing me & letting me test my weight on my own legs, he kisses my forehead, resting his hands on my hip he sighs. My nose twitches

“What’s that smell?”

“FUCK” He shouts “It’s dinner burning!”

#IBD4U

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