Sunday Afternoon

How my boyfriend and I ended our weekend... My boyfriend Alex and I live in different cities and usually get together about one weekend a month. The past few times he's visited me, my daughter has been home (sometimes he visits when she's at her dad's), so we've gotten out of our stay-naked-all-weekend routine, and instead we do the family thing, mostly road trips, pizza, board games, and movies. This past weekend went by without Alex or I having an orgasm, and on Sunday afternoon, a few hours before he was planning to leave, I decided to take a quick shower. Once I got out, I realized that I had forgotten my robe, so I wrapped a towel around me and tried to act nonchalant as I walked through the living room, where my daughter was, to get to my bedroom. She's used to seeing me half-naked, but not when Alex is in town. She was so engrossed in cartoon network that she didn't even notice. Once I got in my room and shut my door, I found Alex downloading the digital pics from the weekend to my computer, separating the "clean" ones from the fun ones we took when my girl was outside playing. I had gotten a barbell for my vertical clitoral hood piercing since he last visited, and I knew he wanted to take a pic of it, so I dropped my towel and laid down on the bed. He grabbed his camera and took a few shots, and I finally laughed and said, "put the camera down." He laid it next to us on the bed, then he bend over me, still fully clothed, and slowly began licking and sucking on my clit. I haven't had the piercing long, so my clit is still ultra-sensitive, and I had to stop him a few times. He'd just smile and rub it, telling me how hot it looked. He put two fingers on either side of my clit and slid them up and down while his thumb slid into my wet slit. I could tell by the way he was watching me that he wanted to fuck me, so I stopped him and put on my robe, then went and told my daughter that we were taking a nap and to knock on my door if she needed me. She said okay without looking away from the TV. Back in my room, Alex was getting undressed at the foot of my bed. He's 28, tall and thin with a nice circumcised cock, six or seven inches, I haven't measured (he swears he hasn't either but I doubt that). I, by the way, am 27, 5'2" and maybe 110 lbs. On with the story, I took off my robe and got back in bed, and he took a final pic of my hands around his cock before he slid it into me. It felt so good and I wanted to moan, but we were under serious vocal limitations. After a few minutes I told him I wanted him to get behind me (that's how I say doggie-style because I just hate that term). He usually comes pretty quickly in that position, and though I didn't want to get this over with, I knew the sooner we finished the less likely we were to be caught. So he got behind me and, to keep the bed from banging, he stayed inside me and thrusted deep while leaning over me and biting my neck. It wasn't long before he pulled out and collapsed beside me. He usually tells me when he's going to come, but we were being quiet so I didn't know. I flipped over and sat on the bed and whispered, "Did you cum?" As he breathed a "yeah" I looked down and saw a pool of his cum dripping out of my pussy. I dipped my fingers in it and rubbed it around my clit and started to masturbate. As I lay back, he turned on his side toward me and began squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I took his hand and brought it down to my pussy and he fucked me with two fingers while I rubbed my clit. I imagined his cum all over our hands and my pussy and I whispered that I was going to cum. He began circling his fingers inside of me, fast and deep, and I moaned very quietly in his ear as I came. I wanted to take another "nap" after that, but Alex had to leave so I waited till bedtime and used my vibe while thinking back on it.