The Best Friends Boyfriend (part 2) (MF)

It had been weeks since the incident, 5 weeks 3 days almost exactly in fact, and she had been avoiding him like the plague. She had made excuses not to go to Sam’s at first, but it was getting to a point where Sam was starting to ask if she had done something, so Fliss had had to go back to their usual arrangement, but she made sure to not be left alone with him at all. The first time he’d answered the door to her he had looked right at her and just smiled, and god her pussy had spasmed half way to orgasm right there on the doorstep. But the fact remained, he was still with Sam, he hadn’t tried to call, or text, so it was one night, one stupid mistake, and he had clearly drawn a line under it, and so should she.

She woke up at Sam’s and rolled over, next to her on the bed was a note. It was from Sam, stating that she had been called in to some meeting or something and would be back after lunch. Fliss groaned, there was no way she’d get out of this house without waking him, she needed a shower and some breakfast as she was off to work. She ran through a couple of casual conversations in her head. She sounded stupid in every single one.

Resigned to awkardness, she climbed out the bed and grabbed her clothes and tiptoed across the hall, she paused for a second, listening for him, willing him to be asleep, she couldn’t hear him. She breathed a sigh of relief and slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her.

She turned on the shower, and waited for the water to heat. She looked at the sink, that sink, and tugged her nightie off over her head. She bent herself over it, just as he had done to her, looking at herself in the mirror, trying to see what he had seen. She remembered his hands on her ass, in her hair, pulling, biting, the way he had forced her legs apart with his, how helpless and vulnerable she had felt.. Her pussy was throbbing, bastard thing had done nothing but ache for him from the second he with drew from her…

She stepped into the shower, the water was hot, it rained down on her. She closed her eyes and let her hands wander, cupping her breasts, rolling her nipples between her finger and thumb… god why couldn’t she stop thinking about him… one hand found its way between her thighs, she rubbed gentle circles on her clit, soft moans escaping her…

A noise in the bathroom made her jump, the shower door was steamed up but she could see him through the glass…

Shit… she froze…

He open the shower door, catching her with her hand still on her pussy, her nipple still pinched… the grin that spread across his face was priceless, almost worth the ridiculous blush that had spread across hers. He was completely naked, cock hard already, she couldn’t help but stare…

He stepped in and shutting the door, sunk straight to his knees. He ran his hands up the back of her legs, grabbing her ass, and pulling her towards him. She let out a gasp as his mouth settled on her. His tongue licked all the way up her, gently flicking her clit a couple of times, teasing her, before pulling her clit into his mouth and rubbing hard deliberate circles on it with his tongue, his hands held onto her hips so hard there was no escape his urgent onslaught, she whimpered, half-heartedly pushing him away, but he didn’t even falter.

She looked down at him, the water splashing over him, he looked so perfect, on his knees, her mind raced, what had happened in the last 5 weeks, he’d give no indication that he even remembered the sink incident, yet here he was, Sam’s boyfriend… Fuck… what if he’d been thinking about her too…

The shower gave her nothing to hold on to, so she let one hand rest on his head, tugging at his hair, the other hand still playing with her nipple… he moaned, the vibrations running into almost forcing her over the edge. Her breathing was laboured, she desperately wanted to cum, but also never wanted this to end. Her whole body felt alive, her orgasm coiled in the pit of her stomach, causing her to tremble as every slow circle he drew pulled her closer to climax…

Oh god, she’d never felt anything like it, it was so intense it was almost painful, she passed the point of no return and grabbed at his hair with both hands. ..”No, no, no” she begged, unsure why, as she definitely didn’t want him to stop. Luckily, he listened to her body not her words and firmly sucked on her clit, pushing his tongue deep inside her until her orgasm crashed through her with an animalistic howl of pleasure, wave after wave of it, causing every muscle in her body to clench, her eyes wide, her mouth open, until she finally pushed his head away, visibly shaking…

He kissed her freshly shaven mound – she congratulated herself doing that last night – and worked his way up. Still on his knees he took her nipple into his mouth and dragged his teeth against it. She couldn’t focus or even form words yet, let alone protest, instead a rather pathetic mew passed her lips, which apparently only spurred him on. She leant into him to support herself, her legs could not be trusted, wrapping her arms around his neck.

She knew she was only small but she was still shocked at how easily he lifted her. His hands under her butt, supporting her as backed her up against the wall of the shower. He kissed her. Her heart pounded, trapped between him and the wall, there was no escape, his tongue tasted of her and she could feel his cock pressing against her pussy, god she wanted him. She broke away from his kiss, looking straight into his gorgeous brown eyes and said quietly…

“Fuck me? Please?”

He didn’t need asking twice, holding her with just one arm he grabbed his cock and slid it into her. She’d thought of nothing but this moment for weeks, the pent-up frustration was about to end, she let out a sigh of relief. Her position left her a little helpless, her own body weight forcing her to take his cock as deep as it would go. She wrapped her legs round his hips and he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, leaving her completely exposed… he thrusted into her slowly, his big dark eyes watching her reaction, she blushed, almost embarrassed to let him see how much she wanted him. She tried to kiss him instead, but he pulled back, smiling, watching her pussy slide up and down his throbbing cock. She watched too, it made her blood pump harder seeing it and already her climax was inevitable. He kissed her neck hard, almost biting her, she moaned, she’d never felt so right with anyone before, it was like he knew exactly what she needed better than she did, it was impossible for her not to just give herself over to him completely. Suddenly he stepped up the pace, fucking her hard and fast, her still sensitive clit pounding against him with every thrust… it was too much, everything was too much, her clit throbbed and pussy pulsed, nothing was under her control anymore, not even her own body, she stopped fighting it, let her eyes roll back and begged him to cum with her…

“Fuck me harder, harder, cum for me? Please? Cum with me? Please? Oh god please?”

His breathing altered and his rhythm changed, he pounded into her in a way that made her feel so full she could explode. He grunted with every thrust, the two of them getting louder and louder. She could still hear herself begging him to cum with her when suddenly she came, her pussy contracting hard around him forcing him over the edge. He came hard, the groans coming from him almost as loud and urgent as her screams…

It felt like her orgasm had lasted forever, leaving her arms and legs tingling, destroying her from the inside out, she rested her head on his shoulder, a sense of pride and accomplishment washing through her at making him cum so hard. He wrapped his arms round her and gently lifted her off his still twitching cock, setting her down on her feet but not letting go of her. She felt like she should say something, anything, but she didn’t really want to let reality come crashing into the shower with them. It was him that made the first move…

He grabbed the soap and squirted some into his hand. Ignoring her puzzled look, he started rubbing the soap over her back and shoulders, paying special attention to her breasts and pussy, turning her round to soap her ass and legs. She felt so vulnerable but so cared for she didn’t know how to react, so she just let him lift her arms and move her this way and that, running his hands over every inch of her. Then he pulled down the shower head and washed the soap from her body, smiling to himself as he held it between her legs and watched her squirm, just for a moment. Then he curled his finger under her chin and lifted her head to kiss her softly before opening the shower door and ushering her out. He shut the door behind her and carried on showering.

She knew he was giving her the opportunity to grab a towel and leave without having to make any awkward conversation that might spoil the fantasy, and honestly, she was grateful for it. She wrapped a towel round her, scooped up her clothes and wobbling slightly on her post climax legs, she headed back to the bedroom….

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