[M/F] Finding new ways to relieve stress during finals

This is a story of a hookup between me and my friends-with-benefits Charlie. I call him my “casual bae”, and we’ve hooked up a handful of times so far. Some info about Charlie: He’s an exchange student from England, at my school for the year. He’s 6’ tall and lanky, with reddish-brown hair and a smile that brightens even the gloomiest of winter days. He has a winning accent that captivated me the moment I met him (I have a huge thing for British accents). The story of how we first hooked up is actually quite weird, but I will save that for another day. Charlie and I are very open to each other with what we’re into, and we are very sexually compatible. He tends to be dominant whereas I’m more sub. This story takes place yesterday.

It’s finals week, so I hadn’t seen Charlie for a few days before this. He texted me around 11:30 AM saying that he had just gotten out of a stressful final, so I told him to come over to my room. He came in and I hugged him. He smelled amazing; I don’t know what cologne he wears, but it drives me crazy. We laid down on my bed and he pulled me close to him. We stayed curled up together for a little while, talking about his final and our schedules for the week.

Soon, one of his hands began to wander towards my crotch. He felt the warmth there and smiled slightly, then starting rubbing my clit through my leggings. When there’s fabric between the rubbing and my clit I can only cum from a consistent, hard back-and-forth motion. Charlie rubbed vigorously enough that he did make me cum this way. It was not a strong orgasm but it felt good and got me more excited.

Unable to wait, I got onto my knees on the bed and straddled him. I pulled down his pants and admired how his cock looked in his tight briefs. Charlie’s body is perfect; lean but strong, with a gorgeous cock. I’m bad at estimating dick sizes but his is probably about seven inches erect, and thick. I always stop to admire the way it bulges out of his briefs. I leaned back for a moment, taking in the lovely sight. Then I pulled the briefs down and watched his cock spring out, fully hard already.

I knelt down and began to tease it, licking the tip and running my tongue along its length. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down onto it. I started sucking him, my tongue gliding up and down as I coated his cock in saliva. When I came up for air I slowly stroked him with my hand, relishing the size and hardness. I bent back down and continued to blow him, letting his cock push deeper into my mouth.

He started to fuck my face, his hips lifting off the bed as he pushed his cock further in. I kept my head still and let him thrust in and out. He was hitting the back of my throat and I couldn’t even get his full length into my mouth. With each thrust I let my tongue roll around the head of his cock and down its length. He pulled out briefly and his cock was coated in my spit. I began to stroke him, twisting my hand slightly each time I rubbed the head. He fell back onto the bed, groaning with pleasure.

“I love the way you jerk me off,” he said. I leaned forward and started to kiss him on the neck and collarbone. He sighed as I kissed the place where his neck meets his jaw. Then he buried his hands in my hand and forcefully pulled me back to face him. “Keep going with your hand,” he said. “Don’t stop.” He tightened his grip around my neck. I continued jerking him off, and he choked me harder.

“Now stop,” he said, releasing my neck but keeping his hands around it. I gasped for air.

“Go on.” I started stroking him again, and his hands tightened into a choke. I looked at him.

“You see what’s happening, don’t you?” he said with a broad smile. “When I feel good…you can’t breathe.” He watched my face intently as he choked me. I started to jerk him off harder and his eyes widened. His cock throbbed; he was getting off on seeing me struggle for breath.

“Stop.” I let go of his cock and collapsed forward, breathing heavily. He propped me back up and studied my face. My eyes were watering and my neck was probably already starting to bruise.

Tentatively, I asked, “Can… can I keep sucking your cock?” Smack! He slapped me roughly across the face. I looked up, dazed, and saw that he was smiling brightly. “You bet you can,” he said, and pushed my head forcefully towards his crotch.

He grabbed my hair again and held me so that I was only sucking the head of his cock. There’s a spot on it that is very sensitive for him, so I ran my tongue over it repeatedly and was rewarded with his low murmurs of “Fuck… Oh… Oh, god… Oh, fuck…” He started to fuck my face again, his hands still roughly grabbing my hair.

Suddenly he pulled his cock out, pushed me over onto my stomach and grabbed my ass. He ran his hand over it, then drew it back and slapped it. I held back a cry of pain. He did it again. Smack! And again, in the same spot. Smack! Over and over, Smack! Smack! Smack! until I couldn’t keep quiet. My legs were kicking reflexively, and I buried my face into the fabric of my comforter. After a particularly hard slap I instinctively twisted away from him, but he grabbed me and pulled me back into position. Smack! I was covered in sweat and my ass was burning from the blows. Finally he relented, rubbing my ass gently while he admired his handiwork. http://imgur.com/6BQOmtL

One of his hands drifted between my legs. When he felt how wet I was, he made a sound of approval and plunged two fingers into my pussy. Immediately I was close to cumming – his two fingers felt so thick as he fingered me roughly. As my back began to arch his other hand flew to my neck and began to choke me. I came hard, gasping and writhing, but he didn’t stop. Within seconds I was cumming again, experiencing a rolling orgasm as shivers wracked my body. Charlie removed his fingers but I continued to shake, grabbing the fabric of his shirt.

He pulled me towards him and held me as I recovered. He gently stroked my hair, whispering in my ear. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” Slowly, I stopped shaking and regained my breath. I felt better, so I pushed him down onto the bed and went back to sucking his cock.

I focused on the head of his cock, bobbing my head up and down and letting my lips slide along it as t went in and out, slick with saliva. He was laying back, letting me taking control as I worked his cock with my mouth. He ran his hands through my hair but didn’t forcefully move my head. I started to bob up and down faster.

“Oh, god, don’t stop… That feels so good… Oh fuck, your mouth feels amazing.” Hearing his pleasure was getting me wetter and wetter. I started touching myself, feeling how wet I was. I stopped sucking him for a moment so that I could taste myself. I began to finger myself and then rub the wetness of my fingers onto his cock. Charlie watched me, enthralled. I did this a few times and then began sucking him again, tasting myself on his cock.

Suddenly his breathing picked up and he got very still. I could feel his cock tensing. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock one last time and then plunged forward to take all of him into my mouth. “I’m close… Oh god, I’m gonna cum, oh… Oh…” he said breathlessly, and then he did, shooting rope after rope of cum down my throat. I swallowed it and kept gently sucking his cock, licking it clean. Finally I stopped, and crawled up the bed to lie next to him. Immediately he took me into his arms, both of us breathing heavily. He stroked my hair and told me what a good girl I was for him. I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. We both felt a little calmer about our finals. I hope that we get to hook up at least one more time before we part ways for winter break.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3x4l3d/mf_finding_new_ways_to_relieve_stress_during