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Quickies are short, erotic fiction meant to be read in 5-7 minutes.
Content Notes: M/F, Creampie, Cheating, Semi-Public
Cris walked up behind me, unfastened my shorts, then yanked them and my panties down to my ankles. A moment later, I heard the zip of his fly, and then his fat cock squeezed into my wet, aching pussy.
Groaning as he stretched me, he shushed me from behind, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out.
We had been secretly fucking for years.
"Cris? Do you see it?" My stepmom called from the open door down the basement stairs.
"I see this fine pussy," he whispered before responding to his mother.
“Not yet! Kelli and I are looking.”
My stepmom sent us downstairs to look for a pot she needed. The whole family was upstairs: My dad and stepmom, my boyfriend, Anthony, Cris’s wife, Danielle, and their daughter, Cali.
I moaned very softly as Cris moved the fingers of his right hand around to my clit, to play and tease. He pumped his dick in and out of me like he had hundreds of times before this.
It all started one night when we were seniors in high school. Alone in the house. Both of us virgins. Both of us curious. And then… we were naked, we were kissing, I was sucking his cock, his fingers were in my pussy, and finally, he fucked me on his bed, then pulled out and blew a big load on my stomach.
That had been nine years ago.
I rearranged my hands on the stack of cardboard boxes I was bent over to try and steady them against the assault I was getting from Cris’s cock. He had been in every hole I had, but my pussy was his favorite.
Taking a break from my clit to grab my tits, he rammed his cock into me repeatedly, trying to get to the end quickly before anyone came down the stairs to see how we were doing.
"It might be over by the shelves!" my stepmom called again.
I faced the other direction, but in my mind's eye, I could see the splash of light from the main floor sliding down the staircase into the darkness, where Cris and I took each other greedily.
"Okay," he called back, but only I could tell he sounded just a little out of breath.
Moving his hand between my legs, he rubbed his fingers over my clit, quickly trying to get me to come. Doing my best not to make any noise, my breath came hard and ragged the closer I got.
We both needed to come fast.
“Fuck me with that fat fucking cock and fill my pussy with your hot cum,” I whispered, trying to push Cris over the edge.
It must have worked because a moment later, he grasped my hips, jammed his cock into me as deep as it would go, and let out a low grunt.
Digging his fingers into my flesh, he kept his dick buried as he emptied himself into my warm pussy. I knew he’d leak out of me all through dinner.
When he was done, he fingered my clit again, and this time it only took about thirty seconds before I was jerking and shaking, his cock still inside me.
When he finally pulled out, I braced myself against the boxes for a couple moments and heard him zip up and exhale. He walked to the other side of the basement, grabbed the pot we needed, and yelled up the stairs.
“Got it, Mom!”
We sure had, I thought, as I pulled my panties and shorts back up.
Ambyr Leigh is an erotic fiction author who likes to write cheating and older woman/younger man, among other things. Check out her latest ebook release for free — Strangers in a Bar: A Collection of Four Stranger Hookup Shorts, available at many ebook retailers.