As the movie came to a close, they were both ready to jump up and start touching each other. While they tried to touch each other through the blankets, none of them made any obvious moves because it would have been awkward in front of her roommate.
When the movie finished, her roommate suggested we watch another one. She immediately retorted and said that she would be turning it in for the night and going to her bedroom. He felt all the blood rushing away from his cock as his boner died down hearing those words. He got up and started to position the blanket on the sofa behind them. He picked up one of the cushions and placed it towards the end of the sofa.
She turned around and asked them what the hell was he doing. He looked confused. Was this not what was usually expected when people sleep over? He said ‘just making my bed on the sofa’. She shook her head, and looked as if she wanted to say ‘do i have to spell everything out for you?’. I want you to come to my bed and sleep with me.
He was dumbfounded. He knew what the could mean, and it was to soon. Like, it.. was… wasn’t it? The roommate blew a quick whistle and said have fun you lovebirds and darted off to her room. He stood there, all the blood rushing back to his cock again, with a million thoughts going through his mind.
He asked her again if she was sure that was what she wanted. She said yes, and that she had been waiting and thinking about it and she wanted him to come to her bed. He just smiled. He wanted to say so much, but all he could do was show his smile to this amazingly beautiful woman.
He followed her into her bedroom. On the way, she pointed out where the bathroom was in case he wanted to run away for a bit. They both giggled at that. Once they entered the bedroom, she closed the door behind them and he was standing in the middle of the room. He saw how neat her room looked. Like it had been cleaned on that day, or very recently. Everything was packed into its neat little space. The bed was made up perfectly with enough pillows for two people. She definitely expected him to sleep with her.
As he stood admiring the room, she came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his body and just hugged him. He held her arms in place and turned around on the stop and embraced her back with a hug as well.
She looked up at him, and he looked down at her and they both knew. They both closed their eyes and their lips met again. This was more sensual, more private, and more passionate than the previous kiss. They were in her bedroom, she had invited him to her most private place and he wanted to show her that he appreciated just how much she meant to him.
As they broke the kiss, they both had a smile on their face. It was just past midnight and the curtains were open. The only light in the room was the moonlight and it was directly illuminating the two of them in the middle of the room. She was a bit shorter than him, but looking at the two of them, you would say that she was the one in charge. And he was happy with that.
He leaned down, and put his arms on her waist, and tugged on her shirt. She lifted her arms in the air and in one swift motion, he had taken her shirt off and thrown it across the room to an empty chair. They kissed again, but more forcefully this time. She pushed him back towards the bed, and they had stepped out of the moonlight and into the darkness of the room. She was touching his chest, and he knew she wanted his shirt off as well. He grabbed his own shirt and in one motion threw it across the room where it joined her own shirt on the chair.
They kissed again and by now, they were right beside the bed. He knew from talking to her that she wanted to be the bottom person. She had asked him to be more controlling and to be more assertive in the relationship, especially when it came to intimacy matters. Even though that did not come naturally to him, he wanted to be the perfect man for her. So he took charge, like they had talked about.
He put his hands up to her fact and kissed her slowly, and moved his hand to the back of her neck. He then broke the kiss and slowly pushed her head towards his chest with his hand. He kept his hand on the back of her neck while she slowly and lightly pecked at his torso and down towards his cock. He sat down on the bed, and told her to get down on her knees as well. She happily obeyed his words.
He asked her if she wanted to take off his pants. Her eyes got big and she smiled and said yes. So he told her to undo his belt buckle, and to take her time with taking off his pants. Like she wanted it, needed it, and couldn’t go without it.
She undid his belt, and unhooked the button at the top of the jeans and pulled down his zipper. She leaned her head up and he knelt down to meet her lips for a small kiss before breaking off and she went back to pulling down his pants.
She pulled the pants off and what was left was just his briefs. He had black briefs on, and his cock was already hard and there wasn’t much that was left to the imagination. The briefs didn’t hold his cock in place and it was clearly visible as a tent. She kissed the head of the cock through the briefs and giggled to herself. She grabbed the briefs and teased taking them off before she actually did.
He was now naked in front of her. She still had her bra, and her jeans still on. He had shown her his most private parts, and he completely trusted her. She slowly approach his cock, and blew some air towards it. This made him snap his head back and let out a soft groan in the anticipation. She started with some light kisses around the head of the cock. Never putting her tongue on it. She did that for the whole cock. It made it really agonizing for him.
He wanted to tell her, no. He wanted to order her to suck his cock. But he was enjoying this. He was enjoying her soft little kisses. He was enjoying the anticipation. And he knew that she loved to tease, and whatever she loved, he loved also.
Finally, she put her lips on the tip of his cock. It was like a sensation he had never felt before. To have a woman as beautiful as that, to have her mouth and lips on his cock was an out of the world experience. She started with just the tip. Rolling her tongue around and getting it nice and wet. She closed her mouth around and twirled her tongue on the tip of his cock until she could hear his moaning get louder and more primal. She wanted to hear that. She loved to hear that she was getting hard for her. Because of her. And that she would make him cum.
She eventually moved down his cock with her beautiful mouth. She had started to use her hand and stroke his cock up and down. He was as hard as he was going to get, and she wanted his cock to cum for her, on her pretty boobs. They had talked about it before, and she had mentioned that she wanted him to cum on her boobs.
She kept working his cock with her hand and her mouth and tongue. His moans kept getting faster and more louder, and she knew she was close. He did not have to say it. She knew.
She wanted to tease him though. Not yet. Not yet, she thought. This is our first time, and I want it to last longer. It had only been 5 minutes since she had started sucking, and she was not done yet. She stood him and sat on his lap. Most guys would never kiss their girl after she had sucked their cock, but he was different. Without asking, he put a hand on the back of her neck like before and pulled her in close for a kiss. It caught her off guard in the beginning but she must have really enjoyed that because as they broke the kiss, she was smiling.
She told him about what a wonderful cock he has, and how she had been waiting so long to suck it. He told her the same, and said that her blowjob was the best thing he had ever experienced to date. She quickly closed the distance between him, and leaned into his ear and whispered ‘well, wait until you eat my pussy and fuck me’. If words alone could make a man cum, that would be exhibit A in the dictionary on how to do it. While it was impossible for him to get any harder, it felt as if his cock was going to rip because he was so turned on by her.
She knelt back down again and started from right where she left off. She kept slowing the pace down and picking it back up to keep edging him for longer and longer.
After 20 minutes, she was ready. She was wet, and she wanted to be played with, so she knew that she would not be stopping or slowing down this time. As he got closer, he stood up. She loved how he didn’t ask. She knew exactly where he wanted to put his cum, and she presented herself, and said the words ‘cum for me daddy’. And that is all it took.
Like his stereotypical ethnicity, he exploded over her entire body with thick, creamy cum. She was a very happy girl and very happy with what she had accomplished.
But now, it was her turn to be pleasured, and he knew exactly how and what she liked.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8aipm2/how_she_won_his_heart_part_2