“Come on, please,” you beg me over the phone. “I don’t have a ride from the airport and you’re the only one who picked up.” You explain. I still say no, it’s late and I’m in bed. “What if I… what if I made it worth your time?” You say in a shushed voice. I’m listening. “I’ll… I don’t know, I’ll give you a handy on the way to my place.” I can hear the embarrassment in your voice and only imagine how red your face is offering favors for a ride home.
“I can beat myself off and not leave the house,” I counter. “Plus I can look at tits while I do it.” I’m playing hardball with you now, knowing I’ll end up going to pick you up either way, but seeing how much I can get in return.
“Fine, just come get me, we’ll figure it out.” You say, defeated. “You’re a real ass, you know that?” You laugh after I agree. You hang up and wait in the terminal for what feels like ages until I pull up and help you load your bags into the back. We talk about your family and how your Christmas went on the way to your place, never mentioning any favors until I pull into your icy driveway. I help you with your bags to your front door and you invite me inside.
“I owe you something for coming and getting me, right?” You wink and smile, dumping all of your luggage in the living room and grabbing my hand, pulling me into your bedroom down the hall. You sit me on the edge of your bed and explain what you have in mind. “So I was thinking… I could let my mouth,” you lick your lips. “Repay you,” I feel a grin twitch on my face. “Or you could do the hand work and I could give you… something to look at.” I chuckle and weigh my options.
“I’ve never jerked off in front of anyone before, but I guess there’s a first time for everything.” I decide. I stand up and start undressing, noticing how closely you’re watching my body as I pull my boxers down and you see my cock for the first time. Your eyes suggest that your impressed at my veiny length, rock hard already just thinking about what you’re going to do for me.
You go your nightstand and tell me to sit down. I do, already slowly slowly stroking myself. You dig in the top drawer and pull out a purple bottle of lube, returning in front of me. You pop the cap off and drizzle the cold, slick liquid onto the head of my cock, letting it mix with my precum and run down for me to rub it in. You take your boots and plaid socks off before sitting on the bed with your back pressing the pillows against the headboard.
“I’ve never touched myself in front of anyone either,” you say as you begin to press your fingers against the yoga pants between your legs. You rub yourself in circles, breathing sharply as you begin to feel yourself how you liked to be touched. I rotate on the bed, one leg spread between each of the others. You watch me as I masturbate to you, unable to help but think about how my dick would feel in your soft hands, or better yet, inside of you. You accidentally moan at the thought, making your cheeks burn even brighter.
“It’s okay, I don’t mind,” I tease. You flip me off, sucking your middle finger after. “Take your top off,” I request.
“Just the top?” You sarcastically ask, pulling your sweater over your head to show me your smooth body. A blue sports bra covers you, hiding your shapely breasts. You lift yourself up and pull your skin tight pants off, a simple pair of pink and black panties keeps your most private areas covered still. You spread your legs again and I can see the pink cotton is darker where your fingers are back to work, wet with your arousal. I imagine what a person with a body as perfect as yours has to feel like beneath that fabric, not knowing that you’re wanting me to know.
You stop touching yourself long enough to pull your sports bra over your head and let your plump tits out for me to see. They’re large for your athletic build, with pale nips pierced with black and yellow bars poking from them. You moan again as I start to beat off more quickly, hating to see my size not be used on you. Your hand goes between your boy shorts and your smooth skin, feeling your bare pussy, warm against your cold fingers. I can hear how wet you are as you finger yourself.
You seem to care far less about not making any noise now, moaning and cursing as you masturbate, arguably enjoying it more than I am. You stop, clearly edging yourself. You pull your panties down, tossing them to me. I can smell your sweet scent on them, soaked into the cotton. You spread your legs back and use two fingers to spread your pussy for me. I stare at your bright pink slit, drinking in every detail of your body. I breath deeply through my nose as I hold your underwear close to my face. It drives me crazier than ever, making me jerk off faster. You rub your clit, both of us watching each other masturbate. You change to fingering yourself, sticking your middle and ring fingers between your puffy labia and coating them in your slick pleasure as they jab in and out of your wet slit. I lick my lips as I see grool starting to trickle out of you, running between your butt cheeks and across your asshole. You cry out and arch your back as you climax, unable to edge any longer. You squirt a bit, not enough to reach me, but just enough you leave a wet spot under you.
“Okay, let’s change it up,”. You suggest, still panting from your orgasm. “Hands only, I’ll jerk you off, you can finger me, deal?” You offer. I agree and lean up against the headboard with you. “Okay, we can use our mouths, but only to kiss, if you wanted.” You ramble, your hormones driving you mad. I lean in and kiss you, that kiss rapidly turning into a high school style make out session. I feel your hand wrap around my shaft and start jerking me off, squeezing it slightly when you feel my rough fingers brush against your smooth simp. You moan like a whore as I explore between your legs, touching your asshole and making you jump. I rub your clit instead, making you shiver and moan deeply from being overly sensitive still. We’re both breathing heavily, enjoying being helped to masturbate.
“I want you to cum on me,” You whisper, biting my ear. My fingers slide inside of you, feeling how tight and tiny your 20 year old pussy is. You cry out sharply, feeling my touch in you discover every detail of your pink walls. You spit in your hand, needing more to jerk me as fast as you want. Your grip on me tightens when I find your G spot, curling my finger to stimulate you closer to climaxing again. I warn you that you’ve got me close too, getting on my knees and holding the headboard over you as you coax me. You use both hands, spitting in them again to give me to best handjob I’ve ever had. Your wet pussy juice is left in a handprint on the black painted wood behind you as I reach down and hold the side of your face, smearing your wet on it as well. I look you dead in the eyes as I groan, cumming hard. My cock spurts out my sticky load onto you, covering your tits and neck with it. You moan, going back to touching yourself and making yourself finish again while rubbing my cum on your nipples. You squirt again, your wet flowing out of you and making a bigger wet spot under your ass.
I lay next to you and curse out load in pleasure. That was incredible. You clean my cumshot up with tissues from your bedside table, visibly satisfied with it. You then reach over, playing with my dick at half mast. I let you rejuvenate me, taking the time to touch your sexy body more. My hand starts at your chest, grabbing a hold of your firm, plump breast. You giggle as I squeeze it, prompting me to lean in for a kiss. We make out much slower and more passionately now, intimate and deliberate with our caresses and touch. My hand moves from one tit to the other, pinching your nip and playing with your piercing, making you squirm in delight.
You feel my palm move down your sweaty stomach until I touch the faintest stubble above your pelvis from you not shaving today. I tease the insides of your thighs, making you moan and your breathing go ragged. My cock is hard and dripping precum onto your hand as you focus more on my tip now. I return the favor, sliding my finger between your slippery lips and feeling out your clit. You gasp and shudder as I concentrate there, rubbing and flicking at it, changing up my movements to keep your body guessing. I place my hand flat on your pussy, feeling it tremble. I smack it firmly, holding my hand there to feel your body spasming from the shock.
Your teeth drag on my lip, escalating the intensity that we kiss. The feeling of my tongue being shoved into your mouth and running across the back of your teeth makes you even more lustful. I hear you moan again when my fingers penetrate your sweet pink simp again. You sound so wet baby, covering my hand in your excitement as I rapidly finger fuck you.
You move my hand away from its place inside of you suddenly and roll on top of me, dragging your pussy up and down my shaft as it lays against my stomach.
“I know what I fucking said,” you quiet me as I ask what you’re doing. “I didn’t know your cock was this big or that I needed to get railed this bad though.” You justify. I keep making out with you as you lift your hips up and slide the tip of my dick between your pouty lips. You moan as you sit, feeling my shaft stretching your vag like it hasn’t felt in months. You sink fully onto it, the head of my cock pushed firmly into your cervix as you grind your clit against my pelvic bone, making you moan louder than ever. You lean back, starting to bounce on me and letting us feel my shaft rubbing tight against your slick walls as your body squeezes me inside.
I hold your thighs and watch your hair and tits flop as you ride me hard and dirty, using two fingers on either side of my dick to spread yourself so I can see your bright pink pussy gripping me as it plunges in and out of your sexy body. Your head is tilted back, eyes closed as you enjoy humping something other than a pillow tonight. I use my thumb to rub your exposed clit, surprising you and almost instantly making you cum again from the sudden explosion of sensation. You gush wet on and around my shaft as you cry out, involuntary doing so as you climax on me.
“Fuck,” you scream before moaning and falling forward onto my chest. “I’m sorry, that happens sometimes if I’m too turned on,” you frantically apologize while still speared by my cock, letting me feel every twitch and contraction in you as you finish. “I can go get you a towel or-“
“I came on you, you came on me, it’s all good,” I reassure you. “Are you done?” I ask, hoping like hell you’re not. You giggle in my ear between heaving breathes.
“I’m not done ‘til you are,” you whisper, running your fingers through my sweaty hair. I roll you off of me, getting over you. I keep you on your side and straddle one leg while taking the back of your other knee in my arm, bending it towards your chest. “Never been fucked like this,” you admit. “Gives you a good view though, doesn’t it?” I agree with a smile, exemplifying by watching as I guide my cock between your creamy labia, shoving it in you. You sigh, smiling, pleased with the new position. “Don’t cum like this though, I like watching myself get pounded by a big cock.”
“I can take a picture, it’ll last longer.” I joke as I thrust in and out of you, still looking at what you want to see. Stopping me, you request I do just that. I pull out of you and don’t ask twice, grabbing my phone from my jeans and getting back to position. I record my insertion into you, snapping pics as I resume fucking you, not believing how much I’ll have to beat off to later when I think about this night. You wink at the lease as I pan up to capture your full body, bare and gorgeous. I can tell you’re getting impatient though, not content with getting to see my point of view later, you want to see yourself getting ravaged now.
After several more minutes I stop recording and relent, pulling out of you again. You grab my grooly dick, jerking me playfully as you roll onto your back and lift your legs. I pass you the phone to capture your perspective as I crawl on top of you, letting you rest your legs on my shoulders. You use my cock to tease and play with yourself, adding to the collection of smut on my phone. You watch past the screen as you put my tip back between your hot pussy lips and your eyes widen, crying out in satisfaction when I drop my hips, forcing my length into your tight box.
I brutally pile drive deep into your body, your belly bulging as I reach near your navel. You give up after a few minutes of trying to record us and just enjoy the moment, grabbing my ass. I bend my elbow, laying my forearm across your neck and suffocating you. Your eyes roll as you smile, liking the feeling. You lay and take the pounding for some time before you scramble and frantically get back to recording. You’re just in time to catch yourself through a shaky lens as you orgasm yet again, screaming as you gush your wet out. Bombarded and overwhelmed with your senses, you continue to cry out and push me away and out of your wildly spasming pussy. You gasp and shake on the soaked bed, never having cum so many times in one fucking.
“Holy fuck,” you laugh as you regain a grasp on the situation. “I know you did t finish, but fuck, I couldn’t take it anymore.” You apologize profusely, promising to make it up to me. “Stand beside to bed,” you tell me. I get up and do so as you hand me my phone and lay on your back, tilting your head back over the edge of the mattress. “Face fuck me,” you demand. “It’s always been the one-well, one of the- things I’ve never let a guy do to me.” You bite your lip seductively hanging your hair down. “You earned it. Just make sure you get yourself cumming on my face.” You wink amd glance at the phone in my hand.
I step forward, holding my dick to your open mouth and letting you start to suck and lick me. I haven’t even starting recording before you scold me gently and demand again for me to fuck you like I hate you. I make sure to start capturing before I thrust my grool and wet covered cock into your mouth, making you squeal as I suddenly demeanor. I pan over your naked body, focusing on your face as I make your throat bulge. You breath in through your nose when you can, otherwise choking on my shaft as I feel the back of your throat with every stroke. You close your eyes as my sack hits your face, your spit and leftover wet dripping from it.
I grab your tit, twisting your nipple ring. You moan around my dick as I skull fuck you roughly. I finally pull myself out of your jaw as you gasp, coughing for air. I jerk myself to completion, groaning as I ejaculate and pump out my sticky cum, spraying you in the face with it. You enjoy your humiliation, smiling as my cumshot runs down your inverted head and into your hair.
“There you go,” you croak, hoarse from the brutalization. “Did I do good?” You ask sweetly, craving my approval. “Was I a good girl?”
“You were great baby,” I tell you before I stop recording. You request more pics of your facial before locking it off of your lips. You raise your legs and begin touching yourself again, having time to recover and be horny all over again. “Good girl,” I tell you, helping you sit up. “Let’s get you cleaned up for the morning. Maybe I’ll make you cum again.” I don’t question your sudden desire to be submissive, but if it makes you happy, that’s what friends are for.
“I guess I should hurry, sun’s coming up.” You coyly observe through your curtains.
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