Breakfast is over.
I have pinned her up against the counter
while she was putting
her dishes in the sink
for what I thought was
a quick make out session
before we headed off to school.
But then I put my hand
on the counter for balance
and it lands on a carving knife.
Suddenly I'm feeling playful.
Keeping her occupied with my mouth on hers,
I slowly pick up the knife.
she gasps when she feels
the cold metal against her thigh
and gives me that shocked look
that quickly turns playful
as she begins kissing me
even more passionately than before.
I allow the blade to move up her thigh
under her skirt
between her flesh
and her underwear.
Hoping these aren't a favorite pair
I quickly slice through them
and pull the remains away.
She pushes me away
and gives my chest a
playful slap.
She calls me a bad boy
and tells me that
now we are going to be late
because she has to go put on
a new pair.
I say, "Well, if we are
already going to be late ..."
and pin her back against the counter
with my hips pressed against hers.
"And," I continue, "if you already
are going to have to put on
some new clothes ..."
The blade slides under her blouse,
and presses up against the buttons.
"No!," she protests.
I don't listen and slice up her shirt
the buttons clattering on the floor.
I even manage to cut through her bra
though not without nicking her flesh
right between her breasts.
She flinches and calls me
a clumsy bastard,
enough of this foolishness
and tries to push me off of her
once again.
"First let me kiss it better I say"
and gently lay my mouth
on her little wound,
licking up the blood.
I move her shirt to the side
and begin to suck on her breasts.
"You didn't cut those" she says
in that little gaspy annoyed voice
that lets me know she is liking it.
After a few more seconds she
smacks me on the head.
"Now stop it. We are late,
and the neighbors can see."
I pop up and look over her shoulder.
Through our kitchen window
over the sink I notice our neighbors
through their kitchen window
sitting at their kitchen table.
A nice couple enjoying breakfast together.
"Well, what do you know?" I say,
then quickly spin her around,
before she can move to stop me.
With one hand I bend her over the sink
and with the other
quickly release myself from my pants.
"Stop this right now!" she exclaims
but it's too late, she knows she can't stop me.
I lift up her skirt
and with no underwear to impede me
slide inside of her rather quickly.
She is wet, so wet and that is how I can tell
that this is all ok,
this is what she wants.
I move her hands up so that they are
holding the edges of the window
as I pound her from behind.
"You want them to see you, don't you?"
I whisper in her ear,
in a voice that implies
what a dirty girls I know she is.
She doesn't reply but begins to
press back into me.
That is all the answer I need.
As we fuck,
we both are watching the couple
and soon the husband looks up
to see us
and motions to his wife.
They both stare
the rest of the time.
I wonder if they can hear
my girlfriend as she
screams her orgasm
as at that moment
the wife moves her hand
to rest on her husbands leg
almost involuntarily.
I quickly cum myself
and as I pull out
I whisper for her
to wave at our neighbors
which she does shyly
with a little grin on her face.
They wave back,
in a slightly dazed way.
I slap her ass
and tell her
to hurry the hell up
and get some new clothes on
we are late for fucks sake.
Before I move away from the window
I give the couple a wave myself
then go to see
if there is any coffee left.
I have pinned her up against the counter
while she was putting
her dishes in the sink
for what I thought was
a quick make out session
before we headed off to school.
But then I put my hand
on the counter for balance
and it lands on a carving knife.
Suddenly I'm feeling playful.
Keeping her occupied with my mouth on hers,
I slowly pick up the knife.
she gasps when she feels
the cold metal against her thigh
and gives me that shocked look
that quickly turns playful
as she begins kissing me
even more passionately than before.
I allow the blade to move up her thigh
under her skirt
between her flesh
and her underwear.
Hoping these aren't a favorite pair
I quickly slice through them
and pull the remains away.
She pushes me away
and gives my chest a
playful slap.
She calls me a bad boy
and tells me that
now we are going to be late
because she has to go put on
a new pair.
I say, "Well, if we are
already going to be late ..."
and pin her back against the counter
with my hips pressed against hers.
"And," I continue, "if you already
are going to have to put on
some new clothes ..."
The blade slides under her blouse,
and presses up against the buttons.
"No!," she protests.
I don't listen and slice up her shirt
the buttons clattering on the floor.
I even manage to cut through her bra
though not without nicking her flesh
right between her breasts.
She flinches and calls me
a clumsy bastard,
enough of this foolishness
and tries to push me off of her
once again.
"First let me kiss it better I say"
and gently lay my mouth
on her little wound,
licking up the blood.
I move her shirt to the side
and begin to suck on her breasts.
"You didn't cut those" she says
in that little gaspy annoyed voice
that lets me know she is liking it.
After a few more seconds she
smacks me on the head.
"Now stop it. We are late,
and the neighbors can see."
I pop up and look over her shoulder.
Through our kitchen window
over the sink I notice our neighbors
through their kitchen window
sitting at their kitchen table.
A nice couple enjoying breakfast together.
"Well, what do you know?" I say,
then quickly spin her around,
before she can move to stop me.
With one hand I bend her over the sink
and with the other
quickly release myself from my pants.
"Stop this right now!" she exclaims
but it's too late, she knows she can't stop me.
I lift up her skirt
and with no underwear to impede me
slide inside of her rather quickly.
She is wet, so wet and that is how I can tell
that this is all ok,
this is what she wants.
I move her hands up so that they are
holding the edges of the window
as I pound her from behind.
"You want them to see you, don't you?"
I whisper in her ear,
in a voice that implies
what a dirty girls I know she is.
She doesn't reply but begins to
press back into me.
That is all the answer I need.
As we fuck,
we both are watching the couple
and soon the husband looks up
to see us
and motions to his wife.
They both stare
the rest of the time.
I wonder if they can hear
my girlfriend as she
screams her orgasm
as at that moment
the wife moves her hand
to rest on her husbands leg
almost involuntarily.
I quickly cum myself
and as I pull out
I whisper for her
to wave at our neighbors
which she does shyly
with a little grin on her face.
They wave back,
in a slightly dazed way.
I slap her ass
and tell her
to hurry the hell up
and get some new clothes on
we are late for fucks sake.
Before I move away from the window
I give the couple a wave myself
then go to see
if there is any coffee left.