Longer build. If you don’t like it, find another story! This is one of my favorites.
We rested there a while, with Amanda draped on and nuzzled against me in my lap, her long soft hair’s sweet scent tickling my nose. I bent my neck to rub my nose against the top of her head, breathing in her scent and the warm air that arose from between us. As if in a steam room, we soon went from comfortably numb to uncomfortably sticky, and as her body expelled my quickly softening cock as the cool air invaded we both sighed, sharing a deep kiss before standing and stretching.
After a quick shower we found ourselves in our towels getting water in the kitchen and heading to bed, but we both paused when we stepped towards the bedrooms.
“… which one?” asked Amanda, turning her petite but trained body against mine.
I wondered what hers was like, “Can it be yours? Looks… soft”, at which Amanda nodded and led me in, moving her large mattress’ sheets back and dropping her towel. I followed suit and slipped under the covers, turning to spoon her.
Her head settled on my arm, my other arm draped across her body, left hand resting on her leg. I could feel how strong Amanda’s legs were and, even though I was 6’1 and she was more than a foot shorter, her leg muscles were more powerful, even when resting. Amanda was fit but small, still light enough for my long and lean non-athlete body to hold and manipulate her body with impunity. The natural physical power difference between men and women can be astounding, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.
I spent fifteen minutes curled up around her, just feeling her body in a way I’d never been able to. Stroking the natural lines and curves of her body repeatedly with my fingers and hands, and feeling the hard muscle beneath the soft skin. Her strength didn’t intimidate or make her seem any less ladylike, quite the opposite, and I found myself starting to fantasize about women in a new way – no longer myself as the utter (or at least subtle) dom, but surrendering some power. I fell asleep tracing these lines on her body, but soon woke up again when she rolled over and pushed me on my back gently, throwing her right leg over my pelvis and resting her head on my shoulder. In my half asleep state, I felt her reach down and over her leg to gently stroke my semierect self with the pads of her fingers, brushing against my balls once in a while.
“Awake?” She asked me.
“Huh?”
Amanda licked her hand and brought it back, still stroking me softly, my circumcised cock now resting against her pussy.
“Yeah, you’re awake.” It was dark, but I could tell she smirked, and with that she grasped at the base and slid herself backwards, smiling at me in the dark. She was a bit more dry now, but she didn’t seem to care, ignoring my hiss of pain as she forced herself down, kissing my chest and licking at my nipples tentatively, a new experience which made my spine bend in surprise, a newfound pleasure.
A small moan escaped me as Amanda started to rock herself further and further along my cock, eventually taking as much as she could in the position with each stroke, her breasts rubbing against my body and tempting me to thrust back into her, but when I started she put a hand on my chest and hip and said only,
“No.”
I slid my knee back down and relaxed as she continued to enjoy using my cock, eventually needing more friction than the “reverse missionary/reverse reverse pronebone(?)” could provide. Wrapping each of her hands around each of my forearms, she shifted her weight onto them and started to really ride me, my moans uncontrollable. It was as if I was being constantly edged, her pussy manipulating my cock as she did the same to my ear, sucking and nibbling it before whispering in, “this is mine now”, flexing herself around my cock to punctuate each word and causing me to attempt to raise up onto my elbows weakly, but she met me with a kiss and, never slowing in her use of me, pushed me down to the bed again with only her lips, my elbows always pinned by her weight.
She shifted again, placing both hands on my chest, seemingly trusting I’d know to keep my hands where she held them beside me. I did. As Amanda shifted her weight she got up off of her knees and seemed to be deep-squatting on my cock, lifting and dropping her hips, truly using me. I’d never felt this before, but her being slightly older added an entire dimension to my pleasure, and I felt my resolve crumble as she used me steadily.
I couldn’t hold back, “oh FUCK, Amanda.”
She slammed herself down with a moan rapidly, “you like this? You like how my pussy milks you?”
“I do, it’s amazing.” I hesitated. She leaned down, “say it, baby.”
“I love how your pussy milks me” I almost stammered. “Please don’t- Amanda- please don’t stop.”
She slammed herself down harder than ever, bending my cock inside of her and causing us both to groan and shiver, but she recovered faster- “Mistress. Now beg again.”
“Please keep going, I’m about to-” Amanda had leaned forward and shut me up with a hard kiss, forcing her tongue in my mouth before pulling away, dragging me by my lower lip.
“You’ll cum when I say, understood?” Amanda said, her breathing deep as she made small circles with her hips, still sitting on my balls.
“Yes, Mistress. Please-”
“Please what, baby?” She asked as she lifted her pussy up until only my tip remained within.
“Please just keep using my cock, Mistress.”
She leaned forward and gave me a kiss, “Good boy” she said, before lowering and raising her hips again quickly, “and you mean MY cock.”
I couldn’t help but continue moaning as she rode me, and hearing her pant as her pussy slowly tightened around me drove me to the edge.
“I’m so close” I confessed.
“Not yet” Amanda moaned the words, suddenly speeding up, frantically using me as her orgasm crashed down, bouncing even as she released deep moans into the darkness, saying, “cum for me, cum in me NOW”, and as she forcefully said the last word my cock began to spurt painfully inside of her, my hands instinctively shooting to her ass as I sat up to grind her against my pelvic bone, trying to overwhelm the pain with pleasure. I held each cheek hard and hissed as my sensitive tip ground against her cervix, which she continued grinding down into me as I tried to slow her. But Amanda knew the truth, and kept grinding her clit against my pelvic bone and her cervix against my tip until my cock stiffened again inside of her. She loved hearing me gasp in delicious agony, same as I did her only an hour before, and gave me another deep kiss as she tried to force me back down, but I fought her.
I could tell she was smirking again, but couldn’t take how sensitive I was under her control now. I wrapped my arms around her and laid on my back, keeping us pressed together. Lifting my knees, I began thrusting up and into her, Amanda’s pussy sopping from our combined fluids.
She taunted me, “Having Mistress own you too difficult, baby?” My cock throbbed inside her as she mocked me, and with each thrust I drove myself up and into her more viciously, eliciting grunts and a moan. I punished her like this, Amanda immobilized with my arms wrapped around her, pinning her arms to her side. “Are you-” she faltered, moaning, before continuing, “can’t handle me huh? Going to beg me to cum inside?” She asked, making use of the one way she could still control me.
“Shut up” I said, though without conviction.
She laughed softly, talking past the sounds of our hips meeting with increasing force. She actually fucking laughed at me. “I’m just letting you use my pussy, baby boy, I’m getting everything I want.”
I pinned her body to mine with only one arm and used the other to start spanking her, punctuating each word with an even harder spank on alternating cheeks and a grunt as her pussy would tighten around me with each slap, “I told you to Shut. The Fuck. Up.”
Her moans started to make it difficult for her to speak, but she kept going, “Only- fuck- only a word, you’ll stop.”
Cryptic, but like I said before, we were connected beyond words at the moment. I rolled over and pinned her body under mine, my cock never leaving her pussy. Her legs were now pressed open and to the side, spread wide to not impede how I dropped and slammed my weight into her with each thrust, and I put my arms under her body and held her ass from behind like I would if we kissed while standing, our body temperatures almost oppressive, so each time I lifted my hips a refreshing cool air would enter between us, heightening the painfully intense sensations.
Instead of fucking her from above, I started to rock in long, hard motions, and she wrapped her arms around my torso as my full weight continued to force my cock deeper. I couldn’t help it, and growled into her with a feral anger as my cock ravaged her, “I wouldn’t stop. Not till I’ve cum in you. No matter what you do, I’m filling your pussy.”
Hearing this caused her pussy to tighten to an almost painful degree, and she only managed to choke out a weak and strangled “oh yeah?” Which was cut short by my large hands tightening around her ass, using her as leverage to drive my cock deeper.
I tilted my neck and licked her from her collarbone to her chin, before saying, “Go ahead, baby”, mocking her how she had me, my frustrations lending a vicious tone of voice. I licked her again, hard, pressing my mouth into her and forcing her head to the side, “go ahead and beg me to stop. I’m going to cum in you right now- but you want me to, don’t you?”
She shook her head, swallowing and moaning between attempts at speaking, but we were both so close it was a matter of choking it out in time. “No. Please stop- please don’t cum in me. You can’t cum in my puss-” I pressed myself deep, my cock bending within her to shut her up, my balls finally pressed against her ass as she started to convulse around me. I didn’t respond, and just kept pushing harder and deeper as we both started to cum. Amanda’s toned legs wrapped around me like her arms, and she clung to me completely as we came, moaning into one another’s neck as I arched my back to fit more of myself, her legs pulling me deeper. Her pussy seemed to literally not understand, and just spasmed and twitched around my cock, milking and drawing me in deeper as I unloaded, each shot of cum distinct and painful, my cock pulsating with each spurt, causing us both to moan in intervals as we came down. I could feel myself still dripping inside her, and went to lift myself off her, only now thinking about how difficult it must be for her to breath, but her feet had hooked around one another and only tightened, so I collapsed on top and cradled her body, planting tired kisses along her neck and collarbone. We kissed, and I could feel her face was still wet from my licks.
“You’re a little wet there” I said, and in response Amanda tightened her leg lock and forced my softening cock to stay inside. “Don’t wipe it off” she said, kissing my jaw as she flexed her pussy around me, forcing me to moan as droplets of my cum forced themselves out. We laid there awhile, feeling our juices start to escape and run down my balls and her ass to the bed, just breathing and occasionally kissing the other’s body. She eventually dropped her arms and smiled at me, “I could sleep like this” she said, and I responded by lifting and placing us in the same position but in the center of her bed before again laying atop her and drifting off, her pussy still sending shocks through me as I softened.
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Part three was by request of someone who has already been named, hope you enjoy. I’ve been PMed quite a bit- all my descriptions of myself are true, and I prefer not to specify my length because I think hard numbers can take away from the reading experience, and while I’m quite long I don’t want to impede someone’s fantasy should it differ from my body. I’m open to conversation and requests, but don’t ask me for any pictures of past partners, we took those in confidence. Since I’m currently alone, who knows what my next partner may want? I’m certainly curious about sharing some photos, with the right woman.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/in6phq/mf_amanda_my_roommate_part_3