Rec Room Finger Fuck

Dear Sis,

Sorry I haven’t emailed lately. Me and Jon have been busy installing the new carpeting in the basement rec room like he’s been promising to do for weeks and weeks. Okay, Jon did most of the work, but I supervised.

It was worth the wait. It’s so nice. Beautiful and soft but not too soft. Jon says it’s got firm resilience like my ass. Ha ha. We haven’t moved any of the furniture back down, and I almost don’t want to. To put anything on it would be to mar the perfection. I just like to admire the soft soothing sea of it. I think I could fall asleep on it. I wonder what I’d dream.

So far I’ve been keeping my shoes or boots on when I walk on it because the anticipation of what it will feel like on my bare feet is so delicious. Do you ever do anything like that? You know, deprive yourself so as to heighten the reward when it finally happens? Or are you the greedy piglet you’ve always been?

Okay, I have to admit, Jon and I did celebrate. Kind of a christening, if you know what I mean. He’s such a rascal. And afterwards he was so sweet. He said he was sorry he didn’t get to see me at the height of the moment. I said what do you mean, you were right there. He said I know but I was behind you. I told him it was his own fault, and he swatted me on the butt. It really stung, but it felt good, too, in some strange way. Does Becker ever swat you on your ass? Does he ever spank you? Okay, enough of that tangent.

So today after work we came down to check on the carpeting, almost like it was a new car or a baby or something. As we went down the basement stairs, I almost feared it wouldn’t be there. Like it was all a dream. Silly, huh? But it was there. We switched on the light and something about it hit me just right. In a matter of seconds I had Jon’s shirt off and his dick out, and I was on my knees, but before I could do any more he had me hoisted up and pinned against the wall, his one hand trapping both of mine over my head. And then his other hand was under my dress and his fingers were in me. Oh wow! While he finger-fucked me he stared deep into my eyes. It was so exciting. So thrilling. I wanted it to last and last but I came in seconds.

So that’s about it. But really, you have to come over and try out our new carpet!

Love, Kiki

story by Mat Twassel
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