Quick Visit

*Nonfiction May 2023*

Quick story about a quick visit from my mom’s husband. It was the evening of Thursday, May 4, 2023 and I was home alone about to get ready to meet my husband for dinner. He works near one of our favorite restaurants. It’s a 40 minute drive so I usually meet him there when we go.

Anyway, I had just gotten out of the shower and was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher. I was waiting for my clothes to finish drying so all I had on was a towel on my head and a towel wrapped around my naked body. I started the dishwasher and was on my way to check the dryer when the doorbell rang. The front door is mostly glass so I could see that it was my mom’s husband who everyone calls Papa but when we’re playing I call him Papi. I knew that if I could see him he could also see me so I had to open the door even though I didn’t have time to entertain him.

I let him in and he was drunk already. He’d probably been drinking all day. He tugged at my towel wrapped around me but I held it on. We’d been playing for a few years now and I had never turned him away so I knew I likely wasn’t going to this time, either. He pulled the towel off my head letting my long black wet hair fall down behind me.

“I’m trying to get ready to meet my husband for dinner. I don’t really have time for this right now, Papa.”

“I’ll be fast, I promise,” he said as he pulled the towel from my body.

If anyone else could see us they would be wondering why a short, drunk, unattractive 65yo Mexican man was standing there with a naked 43yo, petite Latina with 34DD boobs. They couldn’t know it was actually a common thing for us.

“You better be fast. I need to leave.”

We walked over to the couch where I laid down and watched him drunkenly stumble as he got undressed. He tried to go down to lick me but I told him “Uh-uh, we don’t have time for that.”

He moved up and sucked on my tits while I reached down to jerk his small dick and get him hard enough. I never know if it’s going to be hard or not when he’s drinking. He wasn’t getting completely hard but he was just hard enough for me to get him inside me. It didn’t take long after he was in to get fully hard.

Another thing when he’s drinking is he lasts a lot longer than when he’s sober and that’s what was happening this time. I really didn’t have time for that to be the case and luckily I knew exactly what would make him cum almost immediately. Plus, all I could smell was the alcohol on his breath, the smell from his armpits which was pretty bad and the sweat he was dripping all over me so I knew I had to shower again.

By now he should know what to expect when I’m in a hurry but he was drunk and was definitely surprised when I reached around and stuck two fingers in his ass.

“Ay, Desi.”

“You need to cum, Papi. I have to leave.”

I pushed in a third finger and he winced but he also began to cum in me. I could feel the pulsations inside me and also around my fingers. We laid there sweaty and sticky for a minute until he slipped out of me. I quickly pulled my fingers out of him which caused him to scream in pain and roll off the couch to the floor. I left him there and ran to the shower. I washed his sweat off of me and his cum out of me. I grabbed a cleaning brush and a lot of soap and scrubbed my hand and fingernails that were in his ass.

I grabbed a towel and didn’t bother wrapping it around me before I went to check on my clothes. Papa was still on the floor naked but now he was dead asleep. I didn’t have time to mess with him so I just left him there.

I was about 20 minutes late meeting my husband. He’d been texting me and I told him I would explain when I got there. I sat down not across from him but next to him so I could whisper in his ear “Papa showed up drunk just as I was getting dressed and, of course, you know why he was there. I had to use 3 fingers to make him finish so that’s why I’m late.”

He laughed. “That’s a good reason, I guess.”

We enjoyed our dinner and when we got home it had been over 2 hours since I’d left the house and Papa was still passed out naked on the living room floor. I messaged mom and told her where he was and she said just let him sleep it off.

My husband and I went to our room and had amazing sex, as usual. When I got up the next morning Papa was gone.