As he woke up to the rolling hills of his new suburban home, Patrick felt something warm and heavy pressing against his groin. Confused, he cracked open one of his eyes to find his girlfriend, Emily, leaning over him with a mischievous grin on her face. Her perky breasts nearly spilled out of her tiny pink crop top and her flat stomach rippled enticingly as she moved.
"What the hell, Em? Shouldn't you be getting ready for work?" he asked groggily, pushing her away and sitting up in bed.
"Oh, I already called in sick," she purred, running a finger down his chest. Patrick felt a shiver run through him at her touch. "I wanted to spend some quality time with you this morning."
Emily slowly unbuckled his tight black pajama pants, pulling them down to reveal his hardening cock beneath. She crawled onto the bed, straddling him with her skirt hiked up to her waist, revealing her black cotton panties stained with wetness at the crotch.
"What do you think you're doing, Em?" Patrick asked, trying to keep his composure as she leaned forward, her breasts almost touching him.
"I have something special planned for us today, baby," she whispered in his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. She reached behind her and unfastened her panties, letting them fall to the floor.
Patrick gasped as he saw her bare pussy, freshly shaven and glistening with anticipation. Emily leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "I want you to cum for me, Patrick," she purred. "Watch me play with myself as I make you cum."
With those words, Emily reached down and grasped his cock firmly in her hand, stroking it slowly up and down. She leaned closer, her warm breath fanning across his cock as she whispered, "Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now? Your cock throbbing for me, begging to be set free."
Her hand moved faster, rubbing the precum from his swollen head before wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock, squeezing gently. It was all too much for Patrick; he felt himself getting closer to the edge. Emily knew exactly what she was doing, teasing him with her soft moans and naughty grins.
Suddenly, she reached into a small bowl next to the bed and pulled out some bright red paste. Patrick's heart stopped for a moment as he realized what it was. "What the hell is that?" he asked, his voice shaking.
"It's shit, baby," she purred, smearing the paste between her fingers and rubbing it over her pussy lips. "You've always been curious about me using it as lube. Well, today's your lucky day."
Patrick couldn't believe what he was seeing. Emily was really going to do this. She positioned his cock at her entrance, slowly lowering herself onto it as the shit oozed between their flesh. Around them, the room echoed with their moans of pleasure, her walls contracting rhythmically as she took him deeper.
As their hips began to move together in a fierce rhythm, Patrick could feel himself losing control. Emily was driving him wild, thrusting upwards with every downstroke of his hips, her ass cheeks clapping against his thighs.
With one final thrust that pushed him over the edge, Patrick felt his cock explode inside her, filling her with his hot seed. Collapsing against her, he pulled his body tightly against hers, their hearts pounding in unison.
As they caught their breath, Emily looked up at him with a wicked smile. "Did you like that, baby?" she asked, her voice still heavy with desire. "Because I have plans for more of that. We're going to fuck each other's brains out today."
Patrick could feel his cock twitching again at her words. He couldn't believe he was actually considering going further with this, but the thrill of it all was too much to resist. "Let's do it," he groaned, pulling her down for a passionate kiss.
Together, they climbed out of the messy bed and headed into the bathroom for a quick cleanup. As Patrick looked into the toilet, he couldn't help but wonder what other depraved fantasies Emily had planned for them. All he knew was that he couldn't wait to find out.
