[MF] 30 minutes is all we had..

The one week I hadn’t been my usual clean-freak-self meant that every room in my flat had some sort of mess in it. I ran around cleaning things up or moving things between rooms to their rightful ‘place’. Cleaning done. Fuck. I hadn’t showered. How much time did I have left before he arrives? 4 minutes. Where did all that time go?? Immediately after I turn on the shower, I hear a text come through on my phone in the next room. Ahhh, I think he’s here- I continue to have the world’s quickest shower (for a female), jump out, half-assed dry myself and chuck on a yoga bra, lounge jumper (easy to pull off) and yoga pants (I think he’ll like my ass in these..). Another message comes through, but this time it’s not him, it’s my housemate. He’s already heading home. I grab my keys and run downstairs (I’m on the 2nd floor).

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30 minutes. That’s all we had.

I swiftly open the door, expecting to see him leaning against the frame but alas, I was left disappointed. Shit, he’s gone. Fuck Fuck. I’m in yoga pants and my street is somewhat dodgy with the number of shops around but I venture out, pulling the door closed behind me. I walk down the street to a corner, but he’s still not in sight so I head back. As my eyes lift up, I catch him standing in the doors of a bakery, he mouths “one minute” and heads back to the counter. I head back inside my front door, leaving it ajar for him and perching myself on the 4th step, waiting for him to come in.

The door opens, I feel an unconscious smile form on my face as he comes in with a paper bag. “I got you some cake” he says with a smile. My gosh, he’s so sweet. “Aww” I reply, as I get up to mash my body against his and give him a kiss, before switching tone, “took your time,” I say with a cheeky smile “we now only have 27 minutes left”. I turn and start dashing upstairs, with him trailing behind.

As we make it to the landing, I retrieve the paper bag off him and dash down the hall to the kitchen to pop the cake in the fridge. As I turn around I find him in the middle of the kitchen, staring straight at me. “Hey Google, set a timer for 15 minutes” I tell Google Home before he turns and directs me to the bedroom. “Get in there now” he commands.

I throw my arms around his neck, he picks me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. With our lips inseparable, he pushed me up against the wall of the hallway. He’s so strong. I squeeze my thighs tightly against him to feel his strength. He moves me into my room and slams me against another wall. Rough. I love it. Throwing me onto the bed, his eyes glisten with desire as he pounces on me and bites my neck. I let out an audible gasp, digging my fingers into his strong, muscular back and pulling him into me. With our clothes still on, he starts humping me. I can feel his heat-seeking moisture missile through his pants, pressing against my bean. Fuuuckkkk, it feels so good. I’m moaning and he’s still biting.

“Hold on..” I say, “it’s hot”. He stops “yes… yes it is”, he leans back just enough to pull off his jumper as I pull off mine, revealing my yoga bra. He reaches out and pulls it up over my breasts while pushing me back onto the bed and taking a breast in his mouth. I’m breathing heavily now as he works his tongue around my nipples, occasionally nibbling and letting out low growls of insatiable hunger.

He sits up, resting on his calves, and begins ripping off my yoga pants.

“Nah-uhhh.” I say as I reach down to grab onto my pants in protest. “We can’t”, I know the constraints of what we can and can’t do. Sex was off the table.

“I know, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to rub my dick between your ass” he says, pulling off my yoga pants and undies in one swoop. Fuck. I want him in me, right now… but this will have to suffice.

After my pants are off he shuffles himself off the end of the bed, standing up. My turn to pounce. I lunge at him from the middle of the bed, and sitting up on my shins at the edge of the bed, I begin taking off his belt and ripping off his jeans. His cock bounces out. Fuckkk me, it looks delicious. I wanted to eat it right then and there, but that was also off the table.

Instead I turn back around, jump back on the bed and push back into him- presenting him my firm, round ass. He begins rubbing his cock in-between my ass cheeks, occasionally poking into a cheek with some exclamations about how nice it is. Ohhh, he’ll never know how much I wanted to shove him inside my ass at that moment. He gets in several tight squeezes with his hands and a bite of my ass before flipping me over and pushing me back. He pounces again, this time with a growl, and uses his hands to lift me further up the bed. He aligns his cock so the shaft perfectly fits along my outer labia. I’m an ocean, making it incredibly easy for him to slide up and down along the outside of my pussy. He’s hitting all the right spots and my mind is in a land of ecstacy.

“ARghhh,” he complains, “I just want to stick my cock deep inside you”.

He pushes one of his hands underneath me and cups both of my butt cheeks, pulling me into him. I do the same, gripping his strong ass and pulling him into me. I love a strong ass, and let me let tell you- his ass is ahh-may-zinggg. My abs are now getting a work out, I’m convulsing, moaning into his ear, breathing with sighs and biting his shoulder to prevent myself from being too loud. I don’t think it’s working. “Stoppp, you’re going to make me cum,” he comments.
Fuckkk, yes. Cum on me. The thought is driving me crazy, and then… the wave washes over me and I begin to orgasm. I think that’s when it was too much for him too, he lets out a moan, sitting back again and taking hold of his manhood to spray his seed all over my belly.

He begins to laugh, “Ahahah, this is not what I was expecting from today!”

I giggle, “I mean, I’m not complaining…” I say as I shuffle to the edge of the bed. Conscious of time, I contemplate the best clean up method. Shower. I dash to the shower and he follows me to the bathroom to clean himself up in the sink (hehe).  

As I climb out the shower, I kiss him on the lips, our tongues doing circles. The timer goes off. Fuck. Not long left. We go back to my room to chuck our clothes on before moving to the living room. He sits on the couch and pulls me on top of him, our mouths locking together again.

“I really like you” I say.

“I really like you too” he replies.

“But my housemate gets back soon so you have to go now, sorry”

I guide him to the door and lead him back down the stairs to the front door.

We kiss a last time, and I open the door to let him out. A smile creeps over my face.

I will have you again.

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