Him passed out upstairs, Lacey on the couch, she couldn't sleep with him, not tonight.
It was another clueless night, him having his orgasm, not even trying to please Lacey. Barely a touch of her body, a few kisses, a quick hard thrust inside her.
Off to the races for him, rough pumps, hurting her, not caring. It's over quick, him going limp within minutes, rolling over after a kiss on her cheek, not seeing the tears in her eyes.
Trying to keep humiliation at bay, Lacey downs a glass of wine, followed by another, closing her mind, ignoring her tears of hurt.
Welcome sleep takes her, blocking out the sounds in her head, him grunting like a pig as he emptied himself into her.
Who does he think he is? Kissing her so perfectly, Lacey kissing back. Well beyond arousal, hot lust going through her body. Sharp nipples being pinched, her body arching, tender lips kissing her skin.
Moaning deep, loving how sensual he is being, kissing, sucking her breast, his teeth grazing the very tip.
So long, hard, very thick, moving over her wet, swollen lips, her clit, a hard pebble, sliding down the shaft of him.
Her fingers curl in his hair, "who are you?" She whispers, not knowing, not caring, her pussy dripping, mouth sucking, biting, till she moans a sweet release.
Lacey misses the heat of his sex, its no longer showing off how long...she guesses at least eight inches. He's moving down her body, worshiping it with his lips, telling her how beautiful she is. Her aroma, sexual perfume, intoxicating, fills the air.
He teases, it makes her smile, her tongue runs over her lips as he nuzzles her inner thigh. So close, is his mouth to her pussy, lips puffy, soaked with her bodily dew. First her left thigh, then he moves to her right, hot breath blown on her lips. She feels drops of cum, trailing down her skin below her pussy.
"Please!" Her hands, curling his soft hair, had been trying to persuade him from her right thigh. As wonderful as it was, Lacey needed him.
Tender lips, barely kissing her lips, firmer, pressing harder after a few seconds. Lacey was bucking, wanting more, his tongue opened her lips, separating her folds. She cupped her breasts, nipples still moist from him. His tongue traced the thin edge of her lips, tasting her cum. Tongue fucking, a divine tease, saving her clit for last.
His tongue moves up her lips, clit just visible through her folds. His tongue traces its shape, moving her folds gently, tongue flicks it, slow, then faster. Her body shaking, moans tell him how perfect. Taking it in his mouth, sucking extremely hard. Fingers slid in, fucking while sucking, her body rising, him with her. Her pussy violently contract on his fingers, cum flows as her body trembles, actually shakes.
Breathing very hard, head spinning from the sweetest oral release in some time, they kiss. His rock hard sex, huge head touching her lips. She places her hands on his hips. Gasping as he enters, her pussy greedily sucking on the head. He slides in slow, taking her breath away. Her arms go around his body, legs wrap around his hips. Deep thrusts, she moans in his ear. Perfect rhythm, her pussy squeezing his cock each time he thrusts. Harder, faster penetrations has her cumming non stop. His cock becomes wild inside her, growing harder, spasms deep in her pussy. Hot cum fills her, bathing her walls. Her last cry of orgasm wakes her, "who..."
"My name is Bill."