My Home : Chapter 2

*** Chapter 2 - Progress

I turned my head onto the other side and watched the host welcome us back from the commercial break. He talked with the three contestants before moving back to his podium.

“The Islands for three hundred Alex,” one of them said to receive this answer. “Carries the nickname ‘The Sugar City’ of the Caribbean, even after they stopped the export of sugar in 2006.” I looked over at Carmon who was standing still in the kitchen looking at the tv. She didn’t say anything and waited for the answer. I looked back just the time for the time-up buzzer to sound.

“What is St. Kitts? Allen it’s still your turn. Choose please,” Alex told the contestant and they moved on. I heard the door and knew it was Louis and tried not to look. But I looked anyway and there he was smiling at me when he saw my head peak out from over the couch.

“You’re early tonight,” I said to him as I sank back down into my warm position.

“I did tell you it was going to be a short day for me today,” he said as he walked down the hall. “Goodnight Carmon,” he called out to her as he stood behind the couch.

“Louis,” she said as she waved a kitchen towel at him.

“How much longer?” he asked as I felt his fingers moving over my scalp and through my hair.

“Everything will be heated up and ready to eat in fifteen minutes,” she told him as I heard something start to sizzle.

“Just enough time for a quick shower,” he said before turning his attention back to me. “How long have you been home?” he asked in my direction. I watched as Jeopardy finished its first half and went to a commercial break. I turned to look up at his face that was in the shadow of his light brown hair.

“I’ve been home for almost an hour,” I told him. Our eyes sparkled back and forth over a distance that I was beginning to not like.
“I’m down to ten minutes now,” Carmon called out.

“Ok,” he said after a moment. I watched him move from over me and saw him in my head as he walked over to the stairs and up the steps.
“James?” Carmon whined my name.

“You want me to set the table don’t you?” I asked as I stayed still.
“Yah, since I’ve been doing the cooking all week,” I heard her say. I looked over into the kitchen and saw her looking back at me from an upside down angle.

“Do I have to ask you again?” she threatened when she saw that I wasn’t inclined to move.

“No you don’t have to ask me again,” I said as I slowly stood up. I didn’t know why I was fighting it that much for. Newer smells that were living at this level hit me as I stood and walked towards the plates and bowls that held properly reheated food from the last four days. Some of the portions weren’t much since they were leftovers, but they all smelled great and looked just as good.

I moved over the bowl of pesto angel hair pasta, then the plate of blacken sliced fish. The salad was the only thing fresh and that was in a big glass bowl that looked like it was made from ice and felt almost as cold. I picked out a cucumber slice and tasted some of the dressing it was mostly covered in.
Next was the food we had the night before, chicken cacciatore with Spanish rice and lastly Tuesday’s meal of vegetarian lasagna. The plates and bowls took up half of the table, there was just enough room left for our plates to eat from, glasses and the drinks.
As I placed the last plate in place, I sat in front of it. Carmon came over and sat down across from me and we dug in without waiting for Louis. I saw him come down the stairs behind Carman’s head as I drank from a glass of spiked pink lemonade.

“Thanks for waiting,” he said as he reached with a fork for some of the fish.

“You’re welcome,” Carmon answered him, letting a leaf from her salad fall from her mouth before she picked it up to chew on it. I reached for a remote that somehow found its way onto the table and flipped until I found a movie that we all agreed watch.

We all cleared at least one full plate of food by the time we slowed down and mostly watched the ending of the movie. As the credits rolled, I turned back to last bits that were on my plate and Louis stood to walk around me and scoop up the remote to change the channel.

Just to keep from passively hearing what he wanted to watch, I started collecting the dirty dishes and placed them in the washing machine. We only used it three days out of the week which was really one, since we didn’t cook on the weekends. When Carmon was finished with her own plate she placed her things in the machine and I kindly started it to add a nice murmuring background sound to his show.
Louis turned up the volume on the tv and I smiled over at Carmon before pulling her close.

“I had a very interesting dream last night,” I told her as she started to lean into me.

“Was I there?” she asked since she couldn’t miss where this conversation was going. I tilted her head back and kissed her for my answer. She turned around and broke the kiss just long enough for her to reposition herself against me and put her arms around my neck.

“We need to brush our teeth,” she said when she stopped kissing me again. I nodded my head after she wouldn’t let me kiss her again. She walked off a head of me and I looked over at Louis’ now completely dry head of hair as he watched EXTRA in all too livid colors.

“Louis, we’re going up,” I called to him.

“Ok,” he answered without looking in my direction. They started talking about that Lohan girl, which was my clue to leave the very large room.

When I walked into my own bedroom, Carmon was laying on the bed watching my tv. She was watching an old black and white movie. I didn’t pause to see what it was, but kept on walking towards the bathroom whose lights had been left on for me.

I brushed my teeth to some song that was coming from her movie. I might have known it if I bothered to pay any attention. I was more concerned at getting any leftover garlic or onion taste out of my mouth. I dried my face in a hand towel before turning off the lights on my way back into the bedroom.

I saw her laying there on her stomach watching the movie. I was pretty sure that she knew I was standing there looking at her. I got undressed as I took in her clothed body. Today she was in a skirt that she didn’t fix over her orange panties that were now half exposed. She wore the same green tank as yesterday with the short brown skirt. I almost thanked her for not wearing a bra, but she never bothers to where one when she’s home.

My shirt and jeans were already gone. As I took off my boxers, showing off a cock that knew it would be need, before I walked to stand behind of her. I considered my approach before I climbed on the bed over her. I reached my hands up what was a barely there skirt and pulled her panties down to just below her ass and still touching her pussy. I slide my cock in between the crotch of her panty and a pussy that was already a little wet. I laid down over her back as I brought my thighs to her side. I kissed her shoulder as my hands pushed their way under her tank and up to her breasts.

I started to rock back and forth against her body sliding my cock along and into her pussy lips. I bounced on her ass as I held on to her breasts. Oh, this felt so good. Three days. I hadn’t fucked her or gone further than just a kiss or two in the last three days. I was going to pull this out for as long as I could. Feeling her under me, around me and hearing her moan just inches from my face were very good goals for me at the moment.

“Mumm…”she was starting to moan and rock back a little against me. I moved a little faster when she held her thighs together a bit harder.

“Hhaah, ooh Carmon,” I said when I felt more of her hot pussy juices coming out to coat my now very hard cock as I continued to tease her.

“James, put your cock in please?” she asked as she pushed back against me some more. She tilted her pussy to rub your clit against the head of my cock. I felt the bump and her body as it shuddered. I shuddered a little as I thought of something else to do. I got off of her and pulled away her panty and skirt before I laid down, pulling her hot pussy over my mouth. I held her sideways over my face so I could suck and lick at her clit with drowning in her wetness.

I love the smell that came out of her also. Every now and again I would slide my tongue down and lick some cum up to her clit. She would moan loader and more would be pushed out. Carmon tried to lift her hips to hump my mouth, but I held her twisting ass still until my cock hurt too much to be ignored much longer. I sat up and rolled her to lay across my lap face up. She was breathing heavily, and one of her breasts had escaped her top. I put three fingers in at once and she arched up against my hand. Her legs tried to close in around me, holding me to her as I moved in and out of her pussy, pulling her cum out to wet her inner thighs and my own leg. I leaned down and kissed her breast before sucking in her nipple and lightly chewing on it. I felt her hands on my head as her moaning got louder. If I was worried about her coming I would have stopped. But whether she came or not, I was still going to fuck her when I was ready.

I moved my hand around and deeper into her pussy feeling her walls as I’m sure she tried to hold back from coming. Her walls had grip to them again so I lifted her up to have her place her legs on either side of me. She tried to sit on my cock, but I pulled her down in front of it so her hot pussy covered my balls instead.

“Do you want to fuck my cock?” I asked her as I pulled on one of her nipples. She shook her head as she tried not to moan. That wasn’t what I wanted. I placed my other hand on her lower back and rocked her onto me. Her clit nicely rubbed the underside of my cock as my balls were pressed just in and out of her pussy that was getting wet again. “Come on Carmon, you can do better than that right?” I asked her as she leaned the side of her face unto mine. I pinched her nipple harder.

“Yes,” she said before she started to moan from every tick and twitch that shocked some part of her. It was music to my ears that made me want to fuck her before she asked for it, but I still managed to ask her again.

“And what about my cock?” I asked her as I looked into her dark eyes.

“I want it. I want it inside of me, filling me up,” she breathed out. I kissed her so hard that I almost felt like I was robbing her of what little air she had. She lifted her hips off my lap and I felt her hands on my cock as she moved it under her. I didn’t think of stopping her now. I felt myself sliding in, pushing her cum back inside. There was the pop of the head of my cock getting in before I placed my hands on her hips. She was moving too slowly now. It was almost as if she had stopped. I broke the kiss a second before I pulled her ass down into my lap, burying myself deep into her hot pussy. I made her come. I felt her walls shake and her thighs clinch the moment her ass touched my balls. It was so good, but I wasn’t ready to come yet, but I was ready to give her a ride as she screamed in pleasure.

I flipped her over unto the bed, and held her legs up with my arms as I fucked into her again and again and again. She shook, she cried, she moaned.

“AAAHHHhh... FUCcckkkk! James. SSsstttoooppp… AAAHhhhhhh,” she said as she held on to me tighter. Her pussy was sucking me in. It was trying to make stop as her brain melted. I wanted more. I knew she could take it. I moved harder, faster and as deep as I wanted with her vagina swimming in its own juices.

I was nearing my own end. I felt like I was hammering at her cervix, wanting to get in as it was the last hole for my cock to feel. I felt my balls pulling closer to my body, her legs couldn’t hold on any tighter, I was on my knees fucking her into the bed, the head of my cock, hit and hit until something gave, and I came pressing into her, pushing myself completely into her body.

“Oh fuck yes, that was good,” I said with a sore throat. I pushed back so I could lay on the carpeted floor, but Carmon wouldn’t let go me. I could still feel the shivers moving along her skin as I held her as she laid down on me. A minute or so later, I felt her legs and arms start to move. She soon sat up enough to let me slide of her pussy that I was more than happy to leave in.

Carmon appeared to want to stand, but never actually tried. I watched her as she pulled herself off of me and crawled into to the bathroom without turning on the lights or saying a word. I don’t think that she was mad at me, just still coming down from a very high orgasm. I haven’t given her one like that in over half a year I’m sure.

I felt good as I laid there. Flash backs of what I just did came back to me and my cock started to grow again. I knew I couldn’t touch Carmon again for at least an hour after what I just did to her, so my hand got busy as closed my eyes with her voice in my ear screaming fuck over and over again.