From Nice to Naughty (M/F)

“Look,” she mused in my direction, “you’re cute and all, but you’re just too nice.”

Melina smoothed her raven locks out of her face as her emerald eyes narrowed and judged me. She tapped me patronizingly on the shoulder, and turned back to the bar, wrapping her fingers around a cup and downing her Jack. Her button nose scrunched up, but my eyes quickly hungered for her lips; ruby red, wet with lip gloss and whiskey.

It was an age old thing between Mel and I. I was her shoulder to cry on, her confidante, and she was occasionally my wingman, my therapist, and a great source of advice. We weren’t really relationship-compatible, but she would occasionally go on drunk tirades of wanting to be choked and roughed up…but for all she knew, I was a one and done, missionary guy. It wasn’t for my lack of trying, she just really never let me get a word in edgewise about my own sexual interests, or if I was able to, she evidently didn’t remember it.

Maybe she was right. I lived a life of a hopeless romantic, but after a pair of adulterous relationships (for the girlfriends, not me), I was increasingly digging the idea of finding a friend with benefits, or maybe something unofficial. But as I ordered another beer and my eyes adventured down the slope of Melina’s pale neck, and the curve of her breasts, I could think of nothing but getting her backed up against a wall.

She shooed me away as another suitor approached, so I nursed my beer as I waltzed over to an empty table. Melina toyed with various boys all night, as I just drank beer after beer. For one reason or anything, she’d lean in, breathe a few words in their ears, and they would skirt away. But as last call was approaching, I was tipsy enough to switch up my approach, just as she was starting to dig her nails into the likeliest suitor. She was offering up cute giggles, running fingertips along some frat boy’s knees, and batting her eyes.

As I finished off my beer, I started wafting towards them, as I drank in the curves that daintily covered by a sexy red dress. Her slim waist flared out into perfect, round hips, and her apple shaped bottom shook back and forth on the bar stool as she amped up her flirtation with the bro.

“Mel, think we should go?” I slid up behind her, receiving a glare from the guy, and a wave of the hand from her. She was going over some embarrassing time in high school where she ended up flashing the entire football team, and the guy was eating it up. I let my hand wander to the small of her back, pressing firmly against her spine. I felt her breath catch, as she glanced back over her shoulder, giving me one bat of her green eyes, before continuing her story.

Drumming my fingers up to her shoulder blades, I slide my hand into her wavy hair, balling my fist, and moving it over the side of her right shoulder, and leaned in to her left.

“I am your ride,” I breathed, letting my lips gently touch her ear as I tugged on her hair while I pulled my hand away. She paused her story again to purse her lips, and then slid off the stool.

“I’m going to use the restroom,” she said in both directions.

While the frat boy turned to admire her exit, I ordered a Jagerbomb from the barkeep and knocked it back. The frat boy continued to work on his drink, expected to continue is attempted conquest when she returned, but I had other plans. Wiping my mouth, I headed off in the direction of the bathroom.

Melina elegantly rounded the corner, and crooked a smile in my direction as I rushed towards her. My hands automatically sought out her hips and I quickly pushed her back against the wall, crashing my lips against hers. I felt her smile against my mouth, as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, jutting her hips to flirt with mine. I ran a hand up her side, thumbed at a breast lightly, and curled my fingers lightly around her neck. She stopped kissing and inhaled slightly, her eyes shining with excitement.

I dropped a kiss on her chin and then nipped at her neck, while moving my hand to her hair, pulling it back and exposing her skin more. She softly moaned and let a hand rummage through my hair.

“What are you…?” she breathed out and stopped to moan again as I kissed at her collarbone and pressed my growing member against her stomach.

“Let’s go,” I growled, gripping her hand in mine and stepping back. Crimson streaks invaded her face, and I couldn’t tell at the moment if she was incredibly turned on or just blushing, but I hypothesized it to be both. We sped out of the bar, much to the chagrin of the frat boy she had been talking to earlier.

As we escaped out onto the street, I wrapped an arm around her side and pulled her into another wet kiss, biting her lip as we pulled away.

“We’re going to your place,” I commanded. She giggled sweetly, taking my hand again as we headed off for the two block journey to her apartment. I peppered this excursion with neck kisses and ass slaps, and whenever she tried to snake a hand down against my thick erection, I dug my nails into her wrist and pulled it away. She finally became content with the notion that I was in control, but still managed to skip up the steps towards her apartment in front of me, shaking her juicy ass in front of my adoring face. As she fumbled with her keys I pressed my elbow into her back and forced her chest against her door.

She let out a moan of pain and pleasure as she tried to look back at me, but my hand against the back of her neck forced her gaze forward. I hungrily groped at her medium sized tits with my other, personally enjoying the different textures of her skin and the material of her dress. She desperately pressed her ass back against my crotch and mused disappointment as I backed away. Squeezing her right tit on more time, I ripped that hand away as well, only keeping her in place with my other.

“You think I’m too nice?” I ran fingertips over the small of her back.

“A little,” she started to say before I shoved her roughly against the door. Digging my fingers into her dress, I slipped my hand down, palming at her perfect ass before digging my nails into her inner thigh.

“Spread your legs,” I commanded, and she moaned as she obeyed.

I brought my hand up the soft flesh of her thigh, smiling as I felt a presence of wetness. As I got closer and closer to the promised land, I soon realized she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“You’re such a dirty slut, Mel,” I whispered into her ear before biting down on it hard. As she tried to form a response, a moan quickly escaped her mouth when I slid my thumb in between her swollen pussy lips. She dropped her ass down and I slowly inched in side of her rubbing back and forth before pulling away. Switching hands, I brought that thumb to her mouth, and before I could say anything she eagerly lapped at her own juices. Using my forearm, I pressed back against her neck, as she straightened up against me, eagerly sucking on my thumb, stopping occasionally to struggle to breath.

With my other hand I quickly slid two fingers inside of her, hiking up her dress in the pocket. The rest of my digits squeezed and played with the globes of her ass, and she immediately began to roll her hips in tune with the penetration. She breathed out short, sharp moans as I ripped the house keys from her grip, allowing her to dig her nails into my wrist as I finger fucked her.

She reached up suddenly and slapped at my forearm, and I loosened up, letting a long moan pour out of her mouth. She was close. Shaking her sexy little ass back and forth, she pressed back against me, allowing me to squeeze at her tits as I increased the speed of my fingers.

“You’re going to make up for that later,” I said, referencing the fact that I was no longer choking her.

“Mhmm,” she affirmed before consciously pressing her lips against the door and moaning into the wood. She threw her hands up for support but almost fell before I wrapped my arm around her stomach, pumping my fingers in and out of her orgasm-achieving cunt. When she finally maintained a level of equal footing, I pulled my digits out of her with a loud pop, and slapped her ass.

As I started to open the door, she turned to face me, hotly kissing my lips.

“Jesus Christ,” she breathed out, “I really need that cock,” she pressed her stomach against the material shielding my throbbing dick, exploring my length, as I opened the door and shoved her into her apartment. She backpedaled onto a table, and spread her exposed legs, inviting me in. Slamming the door behind me, I ripped off my shirt as I stepped in between her thighs.

Immediately her hands dexterously worked over my belt, button and zipper, and before long my jeans and boxers were around my ankles. Grinning, she trailed a hand down and wrapped her fingers around my tan shaft, pumping up and down and lubing it up with my own precum. Our lips began assaulting each other again, and I pulled the straps of her breasts down. Her lily, pert breasts stood proudly, capped with pink nipples that quickly found homes in my mouth and between my fingers. I inadvertently pumped my hips as she worked over my dick and balls, and stepped out of my boxers and pants to get ever closer.

She slid her ass forward on the table so she could aim my dick at her drenched cunt, and run it’s meaty head in between her lips, moaning as she placed a hand against my stomach to keep me from entering.

“You’re being a very bad girl right now, Mel,” I groaned before I assaulted her neck.

“I just want you to punish me,” she moaned back, tipping her head back and smiling at the ceiling as my dick pressed warmly against her clit. I slid an arm around to the small of her back, digging my nails in, as she pulled her hand off my stomach and threw it over my shoulder. Kissing back up to her chin and lips, she pressed her forehead against mine, as her small hand still meandered around my thick shaft. She bit her lip as I smiled, and pulled her towards me, while I surged my hips forward.

Her pretty pussy squeezed me like a glove, and seconds later I was balls deep inside of my dirty little friend. She moaned kisses against me, squeezing my dick as I pounded in and out of her. This wasn’t tender lovemaking, this was a brutal fuck, and I capitalized on that idea by pulling nearly all the way out, until only half a cockhead was in her little cunt, and sliding all the way back in. Before long her nails were in my back and I was groping at her tits, as her hips meshed and I obliterated her pussy. Her moans picked up and she bit down hard on my shoulder, crashing into another orgasm.

“Fucking bitch,” I said, returning a hard bite against her neck, pulling her hair back so I could nip at more tender flesh. I felt that familiar stirring in my balls, so I slipped out and wrapped my fingers around her neck again, squeezing lightly. “Get down off the table,” I commanded, and before she could obey, I dug my hands into her curvy hips, and pulled her off myself, spinning her around and bending her over harshly onto the top. Her dress had violently bunched up around her midriff, and her gorgeous ass was now fully on display.

I rapped a hand down hard on her globes, as she shrieked in delightful pain. When she looked back to give me “fuck me” eyes, I simply pressed a forearm against the back of her neck, and forced her gaze forward again. I let my libido calm down just long enough to offer up more time to fuck, and in the mean time I spanked away at both ass cheeks, smiling as she quivered and shook with the growing redness.

I adoringly ran my fingertips over her ass, massaging it lightly to take away some of the pain, before I suddenly slid my thick dick back into her waiting gates. She screamed out obscenities, digging her hands into opposite edges of the table, and pressing her ass back against my hips anytime I even remotely pulled out of her.

With a firm hand on the small of her back, and a thumb beginning to explore the skin around her asshole, I railed her mercilessly, offering up my own grunts as she choked my dick with her cunt. Before long I was closer than ever, and I pressed my thumb against her puckered ass hole when I felt that uncanny warmth flood her pussy again. She moaned out continually, pulling her feet up off the ground as she came for a third time.

I was incredibly close, and I pulled out to her evident disappointment, slapping her ass one more time, then digging my fingers into her globe. In a flash, I pulled her off the table and down onto her knees. She hit the carpet roughly, but almost instinctively, and dutifully, looked up at me with wanting emerald eyes. I wrapped a hand in her hair again, before slapping her face, and pulling it towards my cock. Her ruby red lips eagerly wrapped around it, and I moaned as I started to fuck her face. Her hands found my thighs for support, and I let go of her hair just enough so that she was in control of bringing me to a much deserved orgasm. As her tongue swirled around my shaft, I pumped in and out of her talented mouth, and groaned as I felt the cum surge through my heavy balls, into my shaft. She pursed her lips like a good little girl, and swallowed jet after jet of my cum.

I sank to my knees after exploding, then fell back onto the floor, pulling her with me. She gave me a salty kiss, and buried her head in my chest.

“I didn’t know you had it in you,”

I just smiled, wrapped my hand in her hair again, and pulled her up for one more loving kiss.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3fhkpb/from_nice_to_naughty_mf