Inside · My · Head

Disclaimer: Rated NR-17
Summary: A realistic type relationship between a man and a woman. Sex is sex, thats how they like it.
Thanks to fastbetty for the help. This is my first erotic type short story. So I hope you all like it. 


Coming home from work, I feel so tired and worn out from all the stress that it puts on me. I just want to relax with the guy who calls himself my boyfriend. He's awesome, but like all relationships, there's always the ups and the downs. Well tonight is definitely going to be an upper since I need to release some stress and what not. As I walk through the door, which I think is going to be the same as yesterday- sad and quiet- I find a man lying on the couch, waiting for my arrival. As I look at him, I remember all the reasons why I love him, and why I'm here with him. Those beautiful blue eyes make me feel like I'm somehow drowning into a strange happy place.

"Hey Sweetie, how was work?" He asked me through lidded eyes.

"Ehh... exhausting, but I'm glad I'm finally home with you," I walked closer to him, looking at him up and down.

"Well, what can I do to make your night more relaxing?" He ran his one of his hands up and down his thigh.

"Hmmnn.. that's a good question. What do you feel like doing?" I let my purse fall to the floor, my sweater following it.

"How about I just show you."

 He makes his way to where I am standing, scooping me off my feet, and placing me gently onto the couch. He already has candles lit and a dozen red roses in a vase on the coffee table. He gently kisses my lips, a little tongue but not too much. He starts kissing my neck, warm and soft. As he does this, his right hand is slowly making its way to unbutton my blouse. He manages to leave my red bra on; I know this is because he thinks it's sexy.

 Our kisses become longer and a little more wet. I push him gently onto the couch so he's on his back. Slowly, I take his shirt off and toss it onto the chair. who needs shirts anyway? He loves it when I kiss his neck, and especially when I bite him a little, not too hard, but then again, not to soft. He tastes sweet, in a manly kind of way. As I do this, his hands are exploring my body, rubbing my back, scratching me a little, i love when i get scratched. The pain of the scratch sends a weird but pleasurable feeling through my whole body.

 There's nothing like being in control, and calling the shots for once. I kiss his chest leaving a glistening trail as I move towards his pants. I unbuckle his belt with my teeth, slowly pushing the strap up and biting the flap on top to take it off. He gets more turned on when I start to take his pants off with my mouth. I manage to get the belt off, and now have to work on the jeans. Those are a breeze to get through, biting and pulling. I guess experience works out for some things.

 He stays on his back while I do a little strip tease for him. I stand in front of him, rocking my hips back and forth. Slowly pulling down my pants as I sway back and forth. He grabs my hips, pulls my panties down and does what he's good at. He's being a little rough, licking me, getting to that spot that makes my legs to tremble. He's so good with his mouth. There's nothing like a guy who's good at eating pussy. Warming things up before he puts me on my back, and shows me the second thing he's good at. He slows his licking feeling my climax. He swallows like a good boy. Looking up, he wipes his mouth, he sees my satisfaction.

 I slowly move down and pull his erection out of his boxers. I push him back and sit on top of him, inserting him into me slowly. All my juices flow onto his cock. It makes him harder and want me more. I start off slowly, and move at a steady pace. He kisses the tops of my breasts as his right hand makes its way to unclasp my bra. He throws my bra on the recliner. My breasts are fully exposed as he kisses and teases my nipples, nibbling and sucking. I straighten my back and he places his hands on my hips, guiding me back and forth, pushing himself into me deeper.

 I breath deeply from working so hard. He pulls me off of him lifting me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist as he leads us to the kitchen table. He lays me down on top of the table and inserts his cock into me again. He starts slow but I tell him to fuck me hard. I know he likes it when I want it fast and hard. He does as he's told and fucks me harder and faster until he needs to slow down. He doesn't want to cum until he knows I have... at least a couple of times. With his cock still deep inside me, he moves closer to kiss my neck, slowly starting off again. He definitely puts his back into it. Fucking me harder,  I push myself back into him. After he feels me quiver, my body breaking into a sweat, he tells me he has to cum, he has held back long enough. I pull him out of me and stroke his cock till he shoots all over me. He rocks back and forth into my hand to make sure he gets it all out. 

      He lies over me testing the strength of the table. We catch our breaths for a few 
seconds until he lifts me, cum sticking us together, we make our way to the shower 
to rinse off. The hot water dribbles off our bodies, as our cum washes away, flowing
down into the drain.We wash each other off, and I can't help but notice him, noticing 
me with that, all too familiar, look in his eyes. He's wanting more but he's going to 
need to save his strength. Come tomorrow morning I'm going to need him to be rested
and ready for another go. Well maybe one more time around won't hurt... not that I 
would mind the pain.  

So it started off with me and Elora. I went to a liquor store and wanted to buy two tall cans of budweiser and a couple of those little shots of captain morgan. I think it was all Elora's idea but I was the one to go out and buy the stuff. I wasnt 21 yet but said "fuck it" and tried anyway. I go inside and just grab two tall cans, As i stand there waiting to go to the cash register i notice the people arent looking, so I slipped the tall cans in my pocket and just slowly make my way to the door and i dont think anyone noticed. I jump back in the car and Elora was complaining about not getting the shot of captain so i explained to her what happened and she took off in the car.

All of a sudden the sky turns dark grey with shades of red, like someone was blowing stuff up or something. Elora turned into a zombie which was weird since i dont think she got bit or anything. So i just jump out of the car and run toward a house that looks empty.

And then I walk in and see some dude. I think he was that guy from Resident Evil with the spiky hair and he killed the zombies. The one that stayed alive after the umbrella company left him and couple of men behind, yeah that guy. He had this crazy ass looking sword like the one from halo, one slice and your done for. I stayed with that guy since he killed the zombies.

In like a split second the scenary changed. I was in Best Buy. I dont know why I would want to be in Best Buy when zombies are tying to kill me but I was. That guy gave me a shotgun to shoot the zombies that came too close while he was still using that sword. There were customers even though we were having a fight scene right next to all the categories of cds for sale. I think these zombies were kinda smart since they realized they had to get the sword away from that guy in order to not die. We were both jumping, shooting, diving out of the way, and so on.

Then the zombie leader somehow managed to get the sword from the guy and started chasing me around. I tried hiding underneath the tables and climbing to high places but the asshole still found me. I think my luck was starting to suck but then I realized i had to kill myself to kill him or something. I dont know it was weird. So i put the shotgun in my mouth and pushed a button. That button counted down from ike 20 seconds and played music. It sounded like elevator music, like i was waiting to get off at another stop. The shotgun fired and my head blew up. I couldnt see myself get shot but i remember falling on the ground and complaining that i got brain guts all over my arm and shirt.

In the End I was still alive somehow and the zombie leader was nonexistant. I have some pretty weird ass dreams but its alright. They entertain me.

Current Location:	In the Bedroom
Current Mood:	relaxed
Current Music:	sounds of the fan blowing