Later that day, I was practically running back home as all I could think about was what had happened in Duke's car earlier on. Somehow, he had been able to get me to suck his dick again after I had spent two weeks trying to forget that our first fuck ever happened. And I enjoyed and now couldn't stop thinking about it. After having spent the most of the day with some of buddies from the football team, I was heading home and happy to get there after a busy and interesting day. I was home alone and soon as I walked in I practically ran upstairs to my bed room. I put some music on, got a secret bottle of wine I had kept hidden (I meant to drink it with Sasha but that wasn't going to happen anymore, obviously), poured myself a glass and began to get undressed. I got down to my boxers and fell on the bed and began to feel myself up. After about twenty minutes, I had drunk quite a bit and my dick was very hard as I obviously was very horny and had been playing with myself. I was moaning and squirming on the bed, fantasizing about fucking girls but after a bit that didn't have the best effect anymore and I kept thinking of Duke and how he had fucked me and that seemed to turn me on. My mind drifted and I found myself thinking of images of me getting fucked by Duke, and Mike his driver and even my guy friends and other men I knew. I wanted it to stop but I couldn't, allowing these thoughts to break my barriers open. My hands glided across my hot body as if they had their own agenda to please me and I groped my balls and the other I began to feel that patch of flesh between my ass and dick. I began to rub deeper and touched my asshole, pressing hard into it and getting an intense delight rush through my body. It was my first time playing with it and all I could do was mimic what Duke had done to me earlier. After he had fingered me in the car, I could feel that rough lingering presence on my ass all day and missed it. I closed my eyes and let my fingers explore my ass.
"Mmm..." I moaned as I felt my hole pucker in response to the sensitive feeling it got from my touch. I never thought it could feel so nice playing with my booty. Duke certainly knew how to do that for me. I though of him and the image of his massive dick made me bite my lips. Just seeing him in my head got me feeling so hot. Damn! My fantasy felt so real. It was almost as if he was standing in front of me. Hold on... yes he was.
"Duke!" He was standing in front of me by the door, grinning mischievously at me. My finger was still in my ass.
"So this is what you get up to when you're home alone, huh?" he asked and stepped inside.
"Duke how the hell did you get in? And how did you know my parents weren't here?" I asked. How the hell does he keep finding me?
"You left the door open shawty... but don't worry about that too much. I've got what you need," he said and unbuckled his belt.
"No Duke... I don't think I can-" I tried to say but it was useless. He fell on top of me and pinned me down facing him. He used his legs to open mine. Somehow he had been able to get his dick out while he was still wearing all his clothes. He grabbed my legs and lifted them above his head, grabbed my underwear and pulled them off roughly.