I apologize for the evil deed performed in this story.
Don’t waste water!
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We rested there a while, with Amanda draped on and nuzzled against me in my lap, her long 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.
“So” I said, “do we need to talk about this?”
Amanda smiled and laughed, “are you falling for me already? My Aladdin?”
“Takes a lot for me to, so probably not, at least not yet.”
“Great, so don’t bother thinking too hard, you’ll pull something.”
I could only laugh and follow her into the shower, taking turns standing under the warmth of the jet. I soaped and scrubbed Amanda’s front from behind, kissing her neck as I ran the soap under each breast and down her body, only brushing against her nipples en passant as she relaxed, leaning back against me. I had her turn around, and she hugged me, rubbing her sudsy self against me as I gave her a back massage, making small circles with the loofa down to her ass, just enjoying running my hands along her.
I bent to wash her feet and worked my way up each leg with the loofa like I’d done before with licks and nips, scrubbing near her pussy but avoiding contact. I wasn’t sure if her breathing deepened because of me or because the steam had started to gather, but as I looked up at her ass from my knees I couldn’t help but lean forward and push my nose between her cheeks, her hips immediately tilting to meet my tongue with her pussy. I held her cheeks apart, licking from her vagina to her tightest hole. I’d never done it before but her asshole seemed so inviting, so I began to alternate my attention, licking around her ass more and more before finally gathering a large amount of spit and licking her rim, becoming more bold as I slid two fingers in her pussy. Amanda being so light, not over 110lb even, she practically sits on my fingers, pushing herself down on me as I push my face and fingers up into her. With my pointer and middle fingers lodged within her, my thumb started to push into her ass as she moans. It didn’t take long for my entire thumb to enter, and Amanda’s only acknowledgement that anything was happening was the rare moan until she began to rock back onto my fingers and thumb, trusting me to hold her as she used more of her weight to worm my thumb deeper. But the water began to wash away any lubrication, and I removed my fingers as she turned back towards me with a smile. I held her ass as we kissed, and Amanda, now cleaner than hand sanitizer, looked up at me and said, “your turn.”
I stepped around her and faced away as she started to scrub my back furiously, doing what I’d done to her from a different angle, pushing down in long hard strokes which relaxes the back. She did this all the way down to my knees before crouching to rub the inside of my thighs down to my feet. She washed the soap away from between my legs before started to kiss my ankle and calf, slowly making her way up in the now steam-clouded shower to my balls, all from behind, which she began to suck and lick while kneeling between my legs. She only played with my balls, realizing how sensitive mine are, holding them gently and pulling them with care to her mouth as she sat on the water jet. She didn’t touch my cock at all until she began to stand again, quickly just sucking the soft tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue around before standing up behind me again.
I went to turn around, but she stopped me, “I haven’t done your front yet.”
She began to scrub me how I’d cleaned her, reaching what she could from behind though unable to see what her hands were doing. She scrubbed her way down my abdomen and soaped up my pelvis before one hand grasped my cock firmly and began to stroke, using the loofa simultaneously on my nuts from below, gently. She was caring, her small and delicate hand holding my slowly expanding cock and lazily jerking me. Her palm was extraordinarily soft, and the contrast between that and the squishy but rough loofa on my balls meant I was soon dripping precum, which she felt and used to lube me, dropping the loofa and playing with my balls as she jerked me off from behind. I moaned and reached backwards, grabbing her ass in one hand as she stroked me. The sensations were wonderful, but the scene was what turned me on most, the image of her small frame hugging me from behind as she whispers to me and licks my back, both of us covered in bubbles as she plays with me, almost.. milks me.
“Are you gonna cum for me? Just cum on the floor? The wall? How hard are you gonna cum, baby?”
“I’m getting close, I can feel- it’s a lot.”
With this she suddenly let go of me and bent to retrieve the water jet, washing away both bubbles and boner in the warm water. I was frustrated but already exhausted and, also aware that orgasming again would not be totally pain free, figured she was also tired and followed her out of the 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.
“Can it be yours? Looks… soft”, Amanda nodded and said, “perfect”, leading me in and 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 powerful, even resting, a firmness I fucking loved. She 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 us was astounding, but we both seemed to love 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.
I didn’t respond.
Amanda licked her hand and brought it back, still stroking me softly, my circumcised tip now resting against her pussy and twitching as she rubbed herself with me, not yet letting me enter.
“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, panting at me in the dark. She was more dry now but didn’t seem to care, ignoring my hiss of pain as she forced herself down my raw cock, kissing my chest and licking at my nipples in passing, a new experience which made my spine bend in surprise, a newfound pleasure.
A small moan escaped me as Amanda got more wet, allowing me some relief as she 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 to rise she put a hand on my chest and hip and said only,
“No.”
My knee slid back down and relaxed as she continued to enjoy using my cock, eventually needing more friction than “reverse missionary” 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 still pinned.
She shifted again, placing both hands on my chest, trusting I’d know to keep my hands where she had 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 it? You like how my pussy milks you?”
“I do, it’s amazing.” I hesitated. She leaned down, “go ahead, 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*. Beg me.”
“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 grunt when she said that, 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” forcefully, my cock immediately spurting 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 grabbed 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, lift her off, anything to reduce friction. But Amanda knew best, and kept grinding her clit against my pelvic bone, 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 as I got hard again, which stoked my anger and frustration, especially as I couldn’t take how sensitive I was under her control anymore. I wrapped my arms around her and laid on my back, keeping us pressed together. Bending 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 for permission 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, unable to resist taunting me further, “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, and each time I lifted my hips refreshing cool air would enter between us, heightening the painfully pleasurable 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 ear 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 to tighten up around me 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 tongue along her cheek and to her ear, 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, you’re my good little cumslut, aren’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, “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 wrapping around me like her arms, and she clung to me completely as we came, moaning into one another’s neck, her legs pulling me deeper as I began to leak. 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, only now thinking about how difficult it must be for her to breath, but her feet had hooked around one another and tightened when I rose, so I collapsed atop 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 every drop in me was exorcised. 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 on top of 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 absolutely true, and I prefer not to specify my length because I think hard numbers can take away from the reading experience. We all have insecurities, but my dick is not one of mine, thank fuck, I just 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. Literally more than a dozen of them, wack. It’s all men who discovered the internet too late or too early.
I’m certainly curious about sharing some photos, with the right woman. I’m currently alone, who knows what my next partner may want?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/inhkm0/my_roomie_f_and_i_m_entertain_ourselves_and_push