The Nosy Parker

We'd been to a wedding, free bar, and drank far too much. Him more than me.

In the taxi, home. Whispering, the things he was going to do to me. I take it with a pinch of salt. I've heard it all before.

But then.

Barely time to close the door and he's all over me, right there in the hallway. Tongue, down my throat. Hand, up my skirt. Biting my ear. Nuzzling my neck. Unzipping. Breasts free. Cold. Nipples, puckered, hard, like cherry stones. Like an animal, kissing, sucking. First one, then the other. I cry out as he bites, pushing him away and calling him a bastard. But I need the pain. Pain is pleasure. I pull him back into my unbitten boob and he bites again. My nipples sing. He moves down. Hooking his fingers into my knickers. Pulling, over my hips, down my thighs. Me, giggling, alcohol and excitement. Him, on his knees, frustrated. A wisp of nylon entangled in heels. Hand, around my ankle. finally free. Legs, pushed apart. Holy Mary! mother of god, I need it now. Need it desperately. But he teases, Running his tongue along the crease joining thigh and pussy. First, one side then the other. I push my hips away from the wall. Hands, around his head pulling him into my crotch. But the bastard knows I want it, but resists. He blows gently along my slit which drives me crazy. Clit exposed, hard like a marble. I start to get angry, really angry. But then, his tongue touches me. A mere flick, but I cry out, buttocks clenching. I can't seem to breath but his tongue slides into me, exploring my wetness. God! I need this! Now he moves along my hot slit barely touching my clit. I'm mad for it, desperate. I pull apart my swollen lips. Exposing my c**t, willing him to explore. Then, oh god yes, he sucks me in. I almost cum, wetness running down my thighs. Then, nothing. I think he's playing about again and my temper rises. But then, a soft thud and he's gone.

On his back, fast asleep, snoring. I'm mad as hell and horny as a bitch on heat. He's been like this many times, impossible to wake. But, I'm desperate. Really, really desperate. On my knees I straddle his head lowering myself onto his face. His nose slides inside me pinching his nostrils. His lips blubbering onto my lips and it's wonderful. He begins to snore, loudly, his lips vibrating against my clit. I slide his nose along the full length of my groove. Once positioned I press down flattening his nose against my clit. I'm losing control. Not caring. Bearing down, harder. But he's still asleep. Moving, too and fro like someone demented. Clit like a wet piece of soap, squashed, jiggling. I'm cumming and when I cum it's an explosion. Moaning, like someone in agony. I pull away, c**t contracting. Left leg in spasm, uncontrollable. Bent over , hand pressed against my puffed up pudenda. But the contractions continue and I'm convulsed by multiple orgasms.

I climbed the stairs, gingerly, knickers in hand.

I left him there. And the best part? He couldn't remember a thing! Will I tell him? Will I hell?