'BEEP!' 'BEEP!'
I woke to the sound of the aggressive blaring of my alarm to my side. Groggily, I reached over to turn off the alarm. I let my head fall back down onto the pillow with my eyes closed to savour the amount of time before heading off to work.
The realization of why I was even tired came to me when my eyes looked over to see the woman I brought over last night. I smiled remembering the blissful long night of fucking we did. From her screaming like banshee as I pounded up against her into the headboard slat and trying to minimize the noise by holding onto it tightly so it wouldn't slam into the paper-thin walls, which made me remind myself to change the position of my bed to no longer annoy the neighbours. They probably hate me, I thought smiling.
I came back into the present to see her in a deep sleep, softly snoring. I looked down from her face to her incredible looking tits covered in sweat shimmering because of the morning light. As gently as I could I began groping them, enjoying the softness in my hand. A while later, I leaned down to lightly kiss her nipple and breasts. When she stirred a little I stopped as I didn't want to disturb her sleep. When she woke up it would feel like she ran a marathon or something. Exhausted, tired and sweaty. She will need the day to get her energy back.
But that didn't stop me from eyeing her tight stomach that was now covered in drying sweat and cum from me and her. Now I believe in always using rubber, especially for a guy with my lifestyle but when she pleaded to do it raw after the end of the first round after me being covered, I had to oblige. Do I regret it now? A little yes. But at the time, having done raw many times before and knowing how great it felt, no. Next down was my favourite, her pussy. Fuck, I wanted to do everything to it at that moment. Crawl and hungrily eat it out until she woke up and began moaning loudly again. Finger it in and out quickly while looking at the pleasure I'm bringing to her and finally suck out and gulp down all her addictive juice when she cums. But I decided to go against that as I already got the opportunity last night.
I got up quietly and looked down at my bed sheets covered in recent and not so recent cum stains from himself and women he has brought over for the past month. Although he liked the fact of having marks of his sex history on his bed but made a mental note to clean it today or tomorrow.
He had a shower and got dressed in his greased stained uniform that permanently smelt like fries, bacon and eggs . He left a note to the woman saying to have a shower, have whatever there is in the fridge as there is barely anything there anyways, sorry for the cum rags left on the floor and promises he'll clean them up and tells her the close the door on the way out and make sure to rest for the rest of the day.
He arrives late as the fast food place begins to fill. His manager, Lewis, looks at him deadpan and says "You're late…again". He looks to him smiling teasliy "Well you should know me by now big guy" and pats him on his large broad shoulder. Lewis sighs and walks away while Rhys leans against the counter waiting for the next customer to serve when she walks in…
Note: So my plan is to write a part each week but FYI I may not always have the time to do so. Some chapters may be longer or shorter others. Sorry if there is any spelling or punctuation errors!
Let me know what you think!
I woke to the sound of the aggressive blaring of my alarm to my side. Groggily, I reached over to turn off the alarm. I let my head fall back down onto the pillow with my eyes closed to savour the amount of time before heading off to work.
The realization of why I was even tired came to me when my eyes looked over to see the woman I brought over last night. I smiled remembering the blissful long night of fucking we did. From her screaming like banshee as I pounded up against her into the headboard slat and trying to minimize the noise by holding onto it tightly so it wouldn't slam into the paper-thin walls, which made me remind myself to change the position of my bed to no longer annoy the neighbours. They probably hate me, I thought smiling.
I came back into the present to see her in a deep sleep, softly snoring. I looked down from her face to her incredible looking tits covered in sweat shimmering because of the morning light. As gently as I could I began groping them, enjoying the softness in my hand. A while later, I leaned down to lightly kiss her nipple and breasts. When she stirred a little I stopped as I didn't want to disturb her sleep. When she woke up it would feel like she ran a marathon or something. Exhausted, tired and sweaty. She will need the day to get her energy back.
But that didn't stop me from eyeing her tight stomach that was now covered in drying sweat and cum from me and her. Now I believe in always using rubber, especially for a guy with my lifestyle but when she pleaded to do it raw after the end of the first round after me being covered, I had to oblige. Do I regret it now? A little yes. But at the time, having done raw many times before and knowing how great it felt, no. Next down was my favourite, her pussy. Fuck, I wanted to do everything to it at that moment. Crawl and hungrily eat it out until she woke up and began moaning loudly again. Finger it in and out quickly while looking at the pleasure I'm bringing to her and finally suck out and gulp down all her addictive juice when she cums. But I decided to go against that as I already got the opportunity last night.
I got up quietly and looked down at my bed sheets covered in recent and not so recent cum stains from himself and women he has brought over for the past month. Although he liked the fact of having marks of his sex history on his bed but made a mental note to clean it today or tomorrow.
He had a shower and got dressed in his greased stained uniform that permanently smelt like fries, bacon and eggs . He left a note to the woman saying to have a shower, have whatever there is in the fridge as there is barely anything there anyways, sorry for the cum rags left on the floor and promises he'll clean them up and tells her the close the door on the way out and make sure to rest for the rest of the day.
He arrives late as the fast food place begins to fill. His manager, Lewis, looks at him deadpan and says "You're late…again". He looks to him smiling teasliy "Well you should know me by now big guy" and pats him on his large broad shoulder. Lewis sighs and walks away while Rhys leans against the counter waiting for the next customer to serve when she walks in…
Note: So my plan is to write a part each week but FYI I may not always have the time to do so. Some chapters may be longer or shorter others. Sorry if there is any spelling or punctuation errors!
Let me know what you think!