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Accident Prone

Cream All over the stairs All over me It’s too much to clean up So I call a carpet installation company

“Hi, uhh … shit, this is embarrassing. I tripped going up the stairs carrying a new bottle of lotion and now the carpet is covered and … well … so am I. Is it possible to have someone come now and replace it?”

“Sure. How much do you need?”

“A lot!”

I give him the carpet style and my address “He’ll be there within the hour.”

I clean myself up And slip on my yellow silk robe Tie the sash just enough so it doesn’t fall open

When I answer the door a smile appears on your face “You’ve got a little something -” You reach up and wipe my cheek

I bite my lip slightly embarrassed And lead you into the house

“Holy shit!” you blurt out when you see the stairs “You made quite a mess.”

“Yeah, and it was all over my face and arms and my chest.” I trail my hands down the side of my face Across my chest

Your eyes brighten As you watch my hand Our eyes meet You shift in the spot you’re standing in And clear your throat “I should get to work.”

You don’t bother to clean up the lotion first When you finish ripping up the carpet You’re covered in it

“You should probably take those off.” I point at your clothes

“You don’t mind?”

“No, not at all.”

You pull off your shirt slowly It’s almost like you’re trying to turn me on You unbutton your pants And take your time removing them Leaving you standing in just your boxers

It’s hard to take my eyes off you You’ve got a tool to help you push in the carpet Every time your knee slams into it I swear I hear you groan Your ass bounces back And … mmmm My mind spins with thoughts of being underneath you

I cross one leg over the other Trying to control these feelings you’ve stirred But it’s no use I know I’m dripping wet

“Doesn’t that hurt your knee?” I ask

“No, it’s got padding. Do you want to try it?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. It’s not difficult.”

I meet you on the landing And sit on my knees in front of the tool My robe loosens Exposing a little bit of my chest But I don’t fix it

“This is a knee-kick.” You kneel behind me and move it closer to the step “I’m going to hold it in place. Just slam your knee into the cushioned part.” I turn to look at you You’re a lot closer to me than I thought Your bare chest just inches from my back “It’s not going to hurt, I promise.”

I bend over Grip the step above My robe slides up the back of my legs My panties on full display now And I know you can see how wet I’ve become

You push up against me to hold the knee-kick in place The slight hardness of your dick is evident against my ass Mmmm It takes everything in me not to push back

“Bring back your leg,” you say as your hand rests on my thigh I suppress a moan and do as you say “Now slam your knee into the cushion.”

I take a deep breath and thrust my knee forward The knee-kick clicks and I bounce back with such force Right into your lap You moan in my ear

I start to get up But fall back into your lap Making us both moan

Your hips buck And I can’t help but grind just a little bit

You move the knee-kick over But instead of hinting I should move You rest your hand on my upper thigh Your breath warm on my neck as you lean closer

You pull the sash of my robe Causing it to open fully Falling down my shoulders Revealing my bare skin

Your lips brush my shoulder I lean back Your chest hot from the work you’ve been doing

You cup my breast Slide your other hand up my thigh Pushing away my robe Gaining access to my panties

I grind in your lap You groan Kiss and bite my neck Squeeze one breast Then the other All the while getting closer to my pussy

You pull my panties to the side Rest your finger on my clit Then slowly strum it Back and forth

You squeeze my breast Pinch my nipple between your fingers Still rubbing my clit

Your hand travels down my body Down Just close enough to tease but not touch As you pull your finger away

“Fuck!”

I reach behind me In the small space between my ass and your lap Feeling your thick hard dick underneath my hand I rub it through your boxers

I try to turn to face you But you push me up off your lap Forward onto the step Pull my panties down my thighs

The first touch of your tongue on my pussy Makes me grip the step in front of me Your tongue slides up and down the wetness you’ve caused Between my lips Settling on my clit

You spread me open Run your fingers up and down As you suck and lick my clit

I moan Unable to speak Gripping the step tighter Getting wetter by the second

Your fingers slip into me Your tongue circles my clit As your fingers push deeper

“Ahhh fuck yes!”

In Out Slow Fast Increasing my wetness As your tongue laps at it Sending shivers through my body

You pull away Press your thumb against my clit And begin to rub

“Oh my God please don’t stop.”

You rub faster Making sure you’re right on the nub Causing me to shake

“Ahhhh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

I hear you groan My pussy tightens around your fingers As you slide them in and out I ride them Letting my orgasm take over my body Curling into a ball Shaking on the steps

You turn me around Dick in the hand you fingered me with It’s wet with my cum

I lick my lips Move closer to you And grip the base of your shaft

I stroke you Move my head low Suck your balls into my mouth Causing you to groan

My hand twists up and down your shaft Fingers tease the head of your dick Sucking hard on your balls Rolling my tongue over them

I pull away Lick my way up the shaft My fingers still running over the tip When I get to the tip I look up at you Smile Open my mouth Stick out my tongue

With your shaft gripped tight in my hand I slap the head on my tongue Letting spit drip down my chin You groan Your eyes fill with hunger And lust As you push my hand away And stuff my mouth with your dick

Deep thrusts In Out Cause me to gag Cause spit to coat your shaft And drip onto my breasts

It’s obvious the sight of me on my knees Mouth full of your dick Spit running down my body Is what you’ve been craving

You thrust hard Fast Making me take all of it Making my eyes water As you grow thicker

You pull out Just enough to let me catch my breath But only for a moment Then you shove it back in

You groan “That lotion on your face earlier -” You groan again Thrust deeper “Fuck! It turned me on so much.”

Your hand pushes my head against you This time you growl It’s low and long “Fuck! Oh fuck!”

You pull me away Grip your dick And stroke From base to tip

“I want to see your face covered in my cum.”

You stroke faster I reach out and cup your balls Squeeze them gently then massage them

“Fuck yes. Don’t fucking stop.”

You reach down and grab one of my breasts I spit in my hand Stroke the base just below your hand Then underneath your balls Rubbing and squeezing

Your head tilts back “Oh my god! Fuck! Fuck! I’m gonna to cum.” You stroke faster

The loudest groan escapes your mouth As jets of cum splatter on me On my lips Cheeks Forehead

I lean in Lick the cum from the tip As you try to catch your breath

I stroke you To get every last drop

You look down at me Breathing heavily With a grin so wide “I knew you’d look amazing with my cum on your face!” You chuckle And help me stand

I wipe my cheek with my fingers Suck them into my mouth “You taste so good.”

“I should probably get back to work.”

I look down and see cum on the new carpet “Oh no.”

“Don’t worry about it. The carpet is stain-resistant.”

Want me all you want, if the effort doesn’t match the words you’re spitting— I’m liable to believe you’re a liar.

🍰 A little 18th century French inspiration. 🕊

IG: iridessence

Dear 2020,

Sincerly,

Everyone

I’m screaming

she got a soft belly and soft titties and soft thighs and a soft ass and a soft heart

I’m pro-ghosting. I don’t have to tell you why I don’t wanna talk to you anymore. You’ll be alright

People feel like they are entitled to your time. They’re not. Just because I post a picture on social media, doesn’t mean that I’m ready to talk. Please don’t feel like you’re entitled to my time just because you see me posting. You have no idea what I’m doing, going through, or trying to accomplish and I do not have to tell you to make sure you’re comfortable. Let me live my life the same way I allow you to live yours.

Observe him, and then accept who he shows you he is. Nothing more. Nothing less.