Q is for quickie, and this story is a little shorter than the others! I also have no idea what I was doing but apparently P just started to change into Q midstream and I never realized it, so I moved about 400 words for P into Q. So if you are one of my very faithful readers, you may notice those words repeated here, but there’s some new content, too! Enjoy!
He had enjoyed their little quickie. There was nothing Quincy liked better than a good quickie. Get in, get off, get out. He liked for his partner to get off too, but he wanted it to be quick.
Quincy was always busy. He was a Quality Assurance Coordinator and he did professional body building on the side. He spent all of his time at work or at the gym. A relationship was not what he was interested in. He wasn’t even particularly interested in friends with benefits, he really just wanted quick sex. It was his idea of perfection.
On this particular Friday night, Quincy had another quickie lined up. It was unusual that he would have two scheduled in one night but he had already planned something with his friend Rosemarie before Olivia called him. Olivia had sounded so excited and anxious to play, he didn’t want to discourage her. Plus, it did sound like fun, and it had been.
Now he needed to grab a quick shower before Rosemarie came over. He had been wise to ask Rosie to come over to this place so he could still get in a lifting set before bed.
He was showered and wearing a pair of shorts when Rosie rang the doorbell. He opened the door for her and smiled. “Hi, Rosie.”
“Hey, Quincy. How are you?”
“I’m doing well, and you?”
“Ready,” she grinned. She was wearing a long coat that was buttoned most of the way down. She started unbuttoning buttons on her coat and slipped it from her shoulders. Quincy looked on as he watched her coat fall to the floor. Underneath it, she had nothing on. “Damn,” he said. “That’s sexy.”
She grinned at him. “You’re too sweet.”
He waved away her appreciation and moved toward her. He kissed her on the lips and she kissed him back. She moaned against his mouth and pressed her pubic mound against his thigh. He slipped his shorts down to his ankles and she was pressing against his bare skin.
“I want to fuck you, so bad.” He murmured.
“Go right ahead,” she said, but he knew that she didn’t really mean it. She would want more than that. They had been together several times. Their relationship was a relatively frequent one and he knew what she liked. She liked to be restraints. Rosie liked nothing more than to be restrained in some way while she was fucked. Rosie had brought a bag that could pass as a purse but he knew it had more than that inside. Inside she pulled out a set of handcuffs that she didn’t even have to strap on. She could get out of them but for a quickie, it wouldn’t be a problem for such a quick session.
She slipped her wrists into the restraints behind her back and turned back to him. “Ready now?” he asked with a wink.
“Yes,” she said and her eyes lowered so that she wasn’t looking directly at him. She would make a really good submissive if she wanted it. But it wasn’t a responsibility Quincy was interested in. Instead, he was interested in fucking Rosie senseless, with her hands secured behind her back.
She dropped to her knees in front of him and took his cock into her mouth. He tasted clean, like he had just gotten out of the shower. She sucked him until he was nice and hard and wet with her saliva. She was dripping wet already but it was still good to have him wet also. She stood up and turned away from him. He gripped the top of her arm roughly.
She moaned as he roughly pushed her into position so he could fuck her. It was exactly what she wanted and he knew it. He pushed her over so that her face would fall flat on the couch. Before she could actually hit the couch, he caught the restraints around her wrists and held her. She could feel the rush of exhilaration as she thought her nose would be broken on the back of the couch, even though she knew he would never let that happen to her.
He lowered her gently to the couch and moved behind her. She had made sure his cock was nice and wet and her pussy was practically dripping. He slid easily inside her. “Oh yeah,” she groaned. She arched her back slightly as he began to fuck her. She was rocking her hips in time with his. She could hear him grunting softly behind her, though he was almost too quiet to be heard.
She could tell when he was ready to cum because he got really quiet and his grip on her hips was like a vice. Then all of a sudden, he stilled inside her and she could feel his cum filling her pussy.
“Oh god,” she groaned as she felt it.
“That was good,” he said as he pulled out. He grabbed a tissue off the side table, cleaned himself up, and was dressed barely before she could react.
“Yes it was,” she agreed. She managed to get her balance so she could be standing and she turned to look at him. She slipped her hands from the restraints and slipped them back in her purse.
“Is my cum dripping down your thighs?” he asked, moving close to her.
“Yes,” she said and she nibbled on his neck.
“Good,” he growled. She was already retrieving her coat from the floor where she had dropped it. She slipped it on and buttoned it up. “You are so hot,” he murmured in her ear. He nibbled on her ear and then moved down to her throat. “Can I see you again soon?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation.
“Good,” he said and he kissed her. The kiss was hot. Their breaths were ragged as she walked out of the door, closing it behind her.