I haven't done much of this, but here's a story I wrote a few months back...

Waiting by the Door

You told me 8 p.m. sharp, but I’m running a little late...glancing at the clock on the wall, you see that it’s 8:02. You haven’t been kneeling here like this for long, but the anticipation is driving you crazy, and your pussy begins to ache, waiting to be touched.

You’ve decided that for my visit from out of town, you’ll greet me on the stairs, wearing nothing but black stockings, perched on all fours with your naked ass facing the front door so I can have a tantalizing view as soon as I walk in. You don’t want to actually see me at all...you simply want me to walk through the door and have my way. You’ve told me nothing about this, but instead, you have left instructions in a note on the door that read:

You know where the key is.
Don’t say a word...just put it in.

8:05...nothing yet.

It’s been awhile since you’ve had a good fuck. Well, that’s not entirely true...you did get some from a co-worker a couple of weeks ago. He was okay – nice guy, fairly good looking – but he just wasn’t dirty enough for you. He didn’t pull on your hair as if he owned you; he didn’t grab your hips and forcefully slam into you when he finally took you from behind; he didn’t spank you or bite you or emit any sexy moans as he came. He barely made any sound at all. And for fuck’s sake – he didn’t even once touch your asshole, even though it was obvious you wanted it. He was alright, all things considered; it definitely satisfied you for the evening.

But kneeling on the steps as you wait patiently, you know that I will gladly do all those things to you. Unlike that other guy, I am nasty. And you are in dire need of some nastiness.

8:08...you hear a car pull up and see the reflection of headlights, but it’s your neighbor. You’d hate for her to see this note and walk in. Not that she would, but the thought makes you a giggle a little...

...because of the last time I was in town. It was late – maybe 2ish in the morning – and we had come home from having a few drinks and started messing around. You led me up to the bedroom, took off your shirt, and continued kissing me, pressing your naked breasts into me while running a hand over my bulge. I whirled you around so that you were facing the window, dropped my pants, lifted your skirt, and began pounding into you. Your hands, face and tits were pressed up against the window, and just as you started to cum, you noticed her...your neighbor was outside looking up at us, her jaw wide open. You couldn’t stop though, not in the middle of the powerful orgasm I was giving you...I hadn’t seen her, so I was still slamming away. Your moans simply grew louder, as if you were being fueled by her voyeurism. She finally went inside, although it seemed like she watched us for a little too long. We thought she was going to call the cops, but no one ever showed up at the door. Maybe she secretly enjoyed it. Being a little on the exhibitionist side, I know that we both did.

8:13...still nothing, and you’re starting to get impatient. Lying on the stairs, you begin to wonder if I was in an accident, or if I just forgot. The former...well, you don’t want to think about it. And if it’s the latter, you’re going to be pissed...especially since you have all this sexual energy built up, and will be forced to handling things yourself. Not an entirely bad situation - you do love to masturbate - but it would feel so much better to have a...

...your thoughts are interrupted as you hear another car. You see the headlights shine through the window onto the wall in front of you, hear the engine grow louder and come to a stop in your driveway...I’ve finally arrived.

You hear my car door open and shut...you prop up on all fours again.

You hear my footsteps move toward the door and stop...you arch your back slightly.

You hear me grab the note, and then fumble in the bushes for the hidden key...you’re suddenly aware of how hard your nipples are as they brush against the stairs.

You hear the lock begin to turn...you spread your legs a little more.

The door opens. Your heart jumps a little as you hear a bag drop to the floor, followed by the key; you lick your lips as you hear me walk up behind you, undoing my belt. You can feel your freshly shaven pussy moisten as you hear the rustle of my pants sliding down my legs, and a soft moan as I rub my cock on your thigh.

Your head is pulled back by your hair, and you feel a hand on your right hip. Then in a single, swift movement, your pussy is split apart and filled to the rim as I plunge my thick cock deep inside; you let out a hungry moan and push your ass against me, feeling a mixture of warm skin and the fabric of my shirt against your ass, my heavy balls resting on your lips. I grip a handful of flesh as I slide my length all the way out and sink back in, holding it for a second before repeating. You arch your back a little more, offering me even deeper penetration. I guide your ass toward and away from me as I pound you slow but firm. Your moans and sighs, released with every thrust, are heavy with mixed emotions of pleasure and angst; you have clearly not been satisfied in quite some time. I hold my pace, but begin to hammer into you with more force. Your vocalizations become higher in pitch as you feel a delicious orgasm build from deep within your pelvis, and you knead and squeeze your breasts with a free hand to help push it along. I sense your impending explosion, and pull your head back more as I pick up speed, slamming into your aching pussy. All the sounds – the panting, the light spank of my pelvis hitting your bare buttocks, the slick, wet pumping of my cock, my balls slapping your lips – send you over the edge, and you cry out with pleasure as you cum, shaking as your orgasm rips throughout your body.

Not giving you time to rest, I pull out of your pussy and pop my slippery head into your ass. I release my grip on your hair and grab your hips with both hands, and you gasp with pleasure as I push my thickness in all the way to the base. We both sigh as I pull out and shove it back in; I begin rocking back and forth, sliding a couple of inches in and out of your tight hole. You feel my balls resting on your lips, and you reach back with one hand to rub and tickle them with your fingertips. I moan in approval, and begin fucking your ass harder, adding more of my length little by little. I remove a hand from your ass, and you feel a sharp sting as I slap your cheek. By the sound of your panting, I can see that you want more, and I oblige...you whimper with each spanking until your butt is a light shade of pink. You hear my breathing getting heavier and faster, and you’re surprised to find that yet another orgasm is building inside you. You alternate between tickling my balls and massaging your still wet pussy, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. As you signal that you’re cumming again, I begin pounding you hard...harder than you you’ve been fucked in a long while. You raise your ass high in the air and gritting your teeth, grip the stairs tightly with both hands as I plunge into you with great force. You practically yell as a giant wave ripples from your pelvis to your fingers and toes; in turn, I groan and pull my cock out of you, spraying your back with a huge warm load. After your orgasm subsides, you relax, melting into the stairs as I rub my spent cock all over your ass, between your cheeks, on your lips.

As you lie on the ground, motionless, pussy still throbbing, you hear me stand and pull up my pants, grab my bag, and say breathlessly, “See you tomorrow night. Same time.” The door opens and shuts, and you smile a naughty smile as you hear the car start up and drive away.

Wow is it hot in here,I'm all lubed, better go and wake the ol' boy up

Great story, HJ! If you have any more hanging around, definitely post them!

damn man...i have a wet spot on my jeans. guess i'll primed up for the evening.