A Look Through the Spank Bank — Part 1 [MF] [Handjob] [Tease]

I had decided to take Beth to Medieval Times. We were both pretty excited about going, and she was sure to remind me the entire way. We hadn’t known each other in person for long, but thanks to the Internet we had already managed to become pretty close before she eventually moved in.

The drive was a little over half an hour, but it had seemed like an eternity. Every single red light was spent running her tongue around my ear with heavy breaths, all the while a hand found its way down to a scene where my pants struggled to contain my arousal. Some of the long red lights would end with my mind genuinely getting cloudy as I struggled to remember where we were sitting. Beth knew she could make me lose my mind, and she was enjoying the power by exercising it as much as she could. At this point in my life I really hadn’t experienced passion like this before, hell I was practically still a virgin.

We found parking much easier than I had thought we would, and before we left the vaguely personal confines of my car she made sure to make me aware it was going to continue. Of course, she started turning on the subtlety, gentle bumps, and the occasional moment where she would press against me with her ass.

The show and food were both great, but I was really glad that she was having fun. As soon as the food was done and we saw the lights get dimmer, she leaned in. I had my arm around her and, honestly, was just enjoying having a girlfriend for the first time in years.

While I was blissfully enjoying the show, she had slowly slid a hand into my lap. She giggled when I let out an audible gasp, which I barely caught in time as I felt her firmly squeeze my cock through my jeans. She had managed to work it down a pant leg, and even in the dark, I could see it getting bigger from the pressure. She went right back to working on my ear and continued with it all the way back the apartment nearly an hour later.

Once we made it home, I laid back on the bed and she was on top, but to the side.She was pressing her massive, soft breasts against me. She took a firm hold of me and began stroking. Her pace was agonizingly perfect, fast enough that it wasn’t long before I was moaning and absentmindedly pushing my hips into her hand. However, it was also just slow enough that I couldn’t reach that peak. It was building, though. I couldn’t even keep my eyes open. It took everything for me to just try and hold on while I focused on these waves of pleasure that were crashing over me.

I had been trying all this time to think of something, particularly, what to do when I was going to orgasm. I tried to decide if there was anything worthwhile I could do just to keep things a bit cleaner. Eventually, however, I decided I wasn’t about to stop the train and decided to just trust Beth to do whatever she had planned for. Through my moans, I managed to cobble together what I felt were the only important things I could say, ” Oh fuck, i’m cumming.”

My eyes rolled back in my head and i’m sure I probably bothered the neighbors with my moans. Everything else had melted away, there was just Beth and I, with her guiding me in what felt like a sea of pleasure, with explosive waves taking hold of me. As I started coming back to reality and catching my breath. I realized I felt clean, and just as I began to wonder I heard her laughing.

I looked up, but before I could ask she answered, ” Wow! You came so hard it hit the wall above your bed, and I mean it made a SOUND.”

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