"You think that's sexy?"
Ben looked up from the stack of papers he was grading, eyes glancing back down at the magazine that sat between them on the kitchen table, before he looked into his girlfriend's eyes. "I mean, yeah? You don't?"
Maggie looked down and considered the cover for a moment, then shrugged before she stood up and went over to the sink, washing out her coffee cup. "I get the appeal, I think. Just the idea she isn't wearing anything underneath it? I guess I'd point out that we're always wearing nothing, except our underwear, under our clothes."
"True," he said, watching her as she moved around the kitchen, wearing only one of his T-shirts. "And right now you are incredibly sexy. But, and maybe she is since it's a photoshoot, but I think it's the idea you show up wearing the coat and no underwear."
She laughed softly as she walked by him, ruffling his brown hair. "Well, that sounds really uncomfortable. But, okay, I get it. I guess that would be a pretty nice surprise."
She walked out of the room and made her way to the bedroom, getting ready for the day. Ben looked at the magazine again, then flipped it over as he finished his breakfast.
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Several hours later, Maggie stepped out of her closet wearing only a brown trench coat, the same design and color as the one on the magazine. She stopped in her bedroom in front of a body mirror that leaned against the wall, made some adjustments, then smiled at herself.
"The things we do for love," she said softly, unbuttoning one more button from the top to reveal more of her skin. One more quick appraisal, a brief nod, and then she made her way into the living room.
She gathered her keys and a small clutch, then picked her phone up from the arm of the couch. Ben's text response to her question waited for her, confirming he was home and that she could come over whenever she wanted.
She slid the phone into the coat pocket and made her way to the door. She opened it and took a step back, surprised by the presence of Ben right there in front of her, hand raised to knock on the barricade she had just pulled out of his way.
He wore a brown trench coat and his familiar sneakers.
"Oh," he said. "Hi!"
They broke out in laughter as Ben stepped into the house and wrapped his arms around her, carrying Maggie farther into the house and kicking the door closed behind him.
They kissed as they went, lips pressed against one another tightly, then, as comfortable as the embrace they shared, their mouths opened and their tongues met in the small space between. The muscles pushed and dragged against one another, swirling around, Maggie's dragging along Ben's lower lip for just a moment before she pulled his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it softly.
Ben carried Maggie into the kitchen, set her down on her feet, and turned her around. She moaned as their kiss separated, and she looked over her shoulder as he grabbed the built-in belt wrapped around her waist, untying it quickly. The coat dropped down to the floor, pooling around Maggie's feet.
"Here?" Maggie said. She didn't mind, of course. She would make love to him wherever he wanted, and she knew he'd return the favor without question. But they had only had sex in the kitchen twice before, and both times it had been while they cooked dinner together.
"Here," he said, biting her shoulder gently as his hands, and his mouth, followed the curvature of her back south. He knelt behind her, his hands now tracing up the lengths of her legs, until they found her ass. He squeezed her and spread her apart, and then pushed his face into the warmth that waited for him and only him.
His tongue teased her ass and she bucked forward, moaning softly as she gripped the edge of the counter. She tilted her back and lifted her hips, making sure he had the perfect angle to find the spots she needed him to find.
His tongue danced circles around her ass, pushed against her for a moment, and then it slid down in the space between. She moaned for him again as he lingered there as his hands continued to hold onto her ass. And then his tongue was inside her, pressing against the muscles within her dark, wet tunnel.
Maggie reached back and grabbed the top of his head, pulling him towards her. He obliged, digging his tongue deeper, swirling it around in her as if she were ice cream and he hadn't eaten in a month.
She came on his face, body shivering in waves as it overtook her. She was forced to grab the counter harder for fear she might topple over. Before he could stop her, Maggie spun around and dropped to her knees, not even bothering to disrobe him.
Ben was hard when she slipped behind the flaps of the coat. She grabbed him and squeezed, smiling as she flexed his cock in her grip, the purple of his head straining as if demanding her attention. She moved her tongue around his head slowly, then down the front of him, so that he could feel her wet muscle tracing down the exposed nerve.
Ben tossed the coat to the side and dug his fingers into her hair. She wrapped her mouth around him, her tongue working like a slide as his cock went in and out of her. One of her hands grabbed his balls carefully, letting them bob between her fingers as she played with his loose flesh. Her other hand went under, further, and then her finger teased his ass as he spread his legs for her.
He fucked her face, his hands grabbing the back of her head as his buttocks clenched and he slid his hard, throbbing cock in and out of her mouth. She toook him in as far as she could, breathed when he gave her the chance, then took him again and again.
The last egress of his cock was the last before he reached down, grabbed Maggie under the arms, and lifted her up to a standing position. And then he picked her up and set her down on the counter, spreading her legs as he stepped between them.
Maggie watched as he took his cock in his hand, jerking himself off a few times, before he guided his thick head up to the lips of her pussy. She watched, stared, engrossed in his every move, as he pushed himself passed her wet gates, and then she felt him there, at her hole, just starting to push into her.
She spread her legs for him and grabbed his arms, holding onto him as he finally thrust his full length into her. She moaned, almost screamed, as her ass flexed and she pushed her hips forward, once again working to make sure the angles were just right.
As she moved, his cock went further into her. She could feel his balls slap against her as he thrusted over and over again, his hands holding onto her hips to keep her steady as he moved. It wasn't slow or steady or paced. It was feral, something they both needed. Beads of sweat slipped off Ben's brow and fell onto Maggie's chest, where his tongue found her breasts. He sucked on her nipples as he fucked her harder.
"I'm going to cum," he said against her chest, his eyes glancing up at her as his thrusts increased in speed and ferocity.
Maggie moaned louder, barely able to hold it in as his cock went from the base to the tip, overwhelming her with pure, unadulterated sensation. She grabbed at his shoulders and his back and her back arched as the orgasm that built up within her remained at the edge, holding back, waiting for him.
"Cum inside me," Maggie said, reaching down as she leaned forward and taking his ass into her hands, squeezing and pulling, greedily forcing his cock to bury itself into her pussy as his entire body started to convulse.
And then his cock spasm so many times she lost count, and she felt his warmth fill her up, soak his shaft and spread through her. As it worked within her, she finally let go and screamed, not just once, but twice, as her fingers dug into his back and her pussy squeezed around him.
She came on him as he continued to cum within her.
When they finished, she tightened her vagina around him to keep him there inside of her, not wanting to feel his thick cock leave her tight hole just yet.
"Definitely a nice surprise," Maggie said, licking his lips and smiling.
He smiled back. "Great minds think alike."
"So true," she said, staring into his eyes. "Now, take me to my bed and fuck me again."
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Comments (1)
This story is cute. It makes me think about how different people view what's sexy. Like Maggie and Ben had a fun chat about that magazine cover. Then seeing Maggie try to recreate that look for Ben shows their playfulness. Made me wonder, what's the most unexpected thing you've done for someone you love? It's also interesting how Maggie prepared herself. The details of her adjusting in the mirror and unbuttoning the coat add to the scene. I'm curious if Ben's reaction when he sees her will be as she hoped.