Oh, God”. My thoughts were racing. This had been going on for 2 days and God damn, was I attracted to this girl.
“I want you to bend me over and fuck me from behind”. I read her text, the naked picture of her breast in the next tab. My hands were going at a furious rate, stroking myself. Hard and fast. I’d done this a few times, chat up a girl on reddit, then turn to sexting with her, only this time pics were not in the equation. I’d convinced her for one of her boobs and man, were they amazing.
“They look so bloody perfect. I wish I could be there with her and feel them”. I thought, my hands going at a furious pace. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer
“I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna cum”. I typed.
“Oh? Maybe this will help.” There was an instagram notification. It was a picture of both her breasts.
“Oh shit”. A few more strokes and I came, hard.
“Babe, you’re perfect. You just made me cum soo hard.”
I got up to clean myself and I knew I had to make her feel this good at some point.
“Fuck, he’s good.” I thought, going through his messages. I had a strict, no masturbating policy but man, was he making me question it during this. This guy knew what to say and when to say it. He just got me. It had started off as flirty banter and the two of them being dorks. But he seemed nice enough, and i was horny, and he’d thrown hints throughout, so i figured i could test it out. Ghosting was an option if it turned out to be bad.
But man oh man was I surprised. For someone who said he didn’t have a lot of experience, he could sure make me feel things. I hadn’t been this tempted to touch myself in forever. But no, I can’t give him that power, not yet.
“I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna cum. ” Oh, what reading that did to me. Knowing that i’d make him cum undone. Knowing that I was the one making this happen.
I got an idea.
“Oh? Maybe this will help”. And with that, I sent him another pic of my boobs. That was twice this guy had done that to her.
He deserves it, i with mybrain.
“Babe, you’re perfect. You just made me cum so hard.”
Well, that worked out well. I felt uber satisfied with herself. I hadn’t thought making someone cum could feel so….good.
It had been about a week since they first started doing this and it had gone, well, let’s just say they got along well.
They’d finally decided to meet up. This was both of their first times and both were hella nervous.
I was waiting for him to drop by. I’d changed my outfit like 7 times, till I finally decided on going casual. Jeans shorts, tank top and a shrug on top. I was feeling giddy, like a schoolgirl and for a change, I so wanted to do it.
Ofcourse I’m nervous. I’m bloody shitting nyself. I have been ready for about an hour, deciding on going for jeans and a tee that I think looks good on me. I have been pacing about trying to think of what I’m gonna do. Whether she’ll like me.
Finally, it was time for me to go to her place and with one last look in the mirror,I left.
I stood outside her door. This was the moment.”C’mon P, switch on the charm. You can do it.” I rung her bell.
I’d been waiting expectantly and the ring of my bell, gave me the first batch of goosebumps. I got and opened the door and there he stood. He looked okay-ish in his tee and jeans. Tho his face was almost comical with his mouth hanging open and I felt self-conscious. “Is there something on my face?”
The door opened and iwas blown away. To me, she looked like the prettiest girl next door in history, in her tank top and shorts. It offered me a view of her cleavage and her legs promised so much. I hadn’t realised my mouth had been hanging opened on its own. Her voice brought me back. “Is there something on my face?”
“Uhh-“,
“Charm, P. Charm.” I reminded himself.
“Well, it’s more of your whole person, really. I’d expected a pretty sight, not something that would make me wanna skip small talk and just straight up kiss you.
So I guess yes, there is something on your face. Your lips, probably.”
“Well, what are ya waiting for?”
“I’m being a gentleman”
“Riiight, well come on in, Mr. Gentleman.”
“After you, princess.”
“Well,that went well”. I thought to himself.
“So, how are you?” A asked.
“We talked like 30 minutes ago.”
“Well, I don’t see you making conversation, do I?” A smirked.
“You look cute all pouty.” I winked at her.
“You look cute all pouty.” Oh, that fucker. I’ll show him cute.
“You want some water, gentleman?”
“Why, thank you, kind lady, I would love some.”
“Be right back.”
“Oh, this was gonna go well” i thought to myself as i smirked internally.
With an extra arch to her back, I got up and went to get some water. The trick? Swinging my ass extra. I heard his intake of breath and mentally congratulated myself. Now, for step 2.
I got the glass of water and bent down in front of him to give it to him, affording him a nice view of my cleavage.
I’d never seen someone gulp water down so fast. I did a mental victory dance.
“Oh, this woman is gonna kill me”. She got up to get me a glass of water and the way she swung her ass. It had to be deliberate, right? The swing of her hips had me mesmerised as it is and then came the next battle. She bent down right in front of me. Her cleavage right in front of me. I wanted to drop all pretence and pull her in my lap right then and there. But patience was a virtue. Tho I did curse my decision of wearing bloody jeans. Well, it that’s how it is, two can play at this game.
“So, babe? How is batman doing?”
I cringed at the name. It wasn’t going well and I didn’t wanna talk about it. Especially not right now. One sharp look and he sobered up.
Well, there’s no point beating around the bush, so let’s get going shall we?
“Let’s get going. The bar awaits.”
“Yes, lemme grab my heel.”
Letting her grab her heels in front of me was a baaad idea. She’s bent down, picking them out and her ass looks so delicious I wanna drop the idea of dinner and drinking and just fuck her right there. Patience, boy. Patience.
We leave for the bar and get ourselves a secluded corner.
She likes it rough sometimes and she is hoping he can give it to her. He is soft for her but definitely not soft with her. She especially likes it that way when she’s drunk. Mind buzzing and movements slow, much more mellow than she is when she’s sober, that usual fire she possesses. The contrast of her like this, more vulnerable and malleable, and his roughness go perfectly together.
He kisses her hard in the booth of the dark lit bar they decided to go to this evening. Sloppy and indecent and very aware everyone could see them. Their tongues tangle just out of their mouths and his hand moves up from her ribs to fondle her breasts. A squirms and moves his hand away, but doesn’t stop their kiss.
Hidden under the table, his hand sneaks under the hem of her skirt purposefully, gripping her inner thigh hard, having Ana moan into his mouth.
“P… Stop. We’re in public.” She struggles with the words against his greedy tongue and her own need.
She places her hands on his shoulders, weakly pushing him away, but instead he buries his hand underneath her hair, tightly gripping the hairs at the base of her head and pulling back, raising her face to him and keeping her in place so he can slide his tongue back inside her mouth and his hand further up her skirt, digging his fingers into the apex of her thigh until his thumb makes contact with her cunt.
He moves his finger, rubbing the fabric of her underwear over her sloppy wetness and A lets out another moan, muffled by his tongue. He rubs her for another moment, her hands gripping tightly at his biceps, but not strong enough to push him away. Then, he lets her go from his grip, leaving her panting in her seat, lost and needy.
He pays the bill and takes her hand and hails them a cab and when they’re together in the backseat he is back all over her, biting on her neck, hand running up between her thighs. A frantically grapples his hand before it reaches its destination, keeping it at a height that’s not too compromising, anxiously gazing at the driver to check if he’s watching them.
P relents. Kisses her some more. Then his hand tries the same move and A stops him again making his groan in irritation.
He buries his face in her neck and hoarsely mumbles into her ear, “You’re in so much trouble when we get home.”
She feels a spike of electricity run up her spine at the threat and promise and danger in his voice, feeling so wet she fears it might show through her dress.
.
They’re back at her bedroom and P’s unbuckling his belt, watching A with menace written all over his features. She sits at the edge of the bed and stares up at him, hair disheveled, mouth raw from his kisses, mind numb and body completely on alert, focused on the bulge in his pants and the look in his eyes. She feels her mouth tingle from alcohol and bites down on her bottom lip.
P takes his clothes off and crawl over her, pushing her back until she’s in the middle of the bed. He studies her face while he once again shoves his hand up her skirt. A parts her knees wantonly, softly humming at the feeling of his large palm on the soft skin of her inner thighs.
His fingertips reach her underwear. He stops. “Oh, so you’re gonna let me touch you now?”
“Yes,” she replies on a breath, bucking her hips up, trying to press against his hand.
He moves his hand slowly back down her thigh, away from where she wants him the most. “You don’t deserve it anymore.”
“Wh—?” she asks confusedly, squirming in bed.
“You can’t have it anymore.”
“P,please,” she begs without an ounce of shame.
He smirks maliciously at her. “You gotta earn it.”
She stares wide eyed at him, nods her head quickly until he’s moving himself further up the bed so he’s by her head, offering his hard cock to her mouth.
He has one hand on his dick, the other grabbing the back of her neck to guide her in the right direction. “Take it,” he tells her.
She tilts her neck further up and sucks on the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around it over and over again. P pushes his hips forward until she takes more of him. She shuts her eyes closed, dizzy and sucking as hard as she can, trying to move her tongue around while he fucks her mouth.
He groans. Praises her abilities. “Hmm… Just like that. Show me how much you love my cock.”
He slides out of her mouth, giving her a second to breathe. He starts pumping himself and moves closer, pulls her head closer, too. She gets what he wants and licks his balls, sucks them longingly into her mouth, focusing on his moans.
He loves this, loves her mouth on him and loves seeing A deprived of the control over herself she grabs onto so tightly in her day to day life. Here, now, like this, she will take his cock because he’s telling her to. Submissive.
So he feeds his dick back to her and tells her how good she looks with his cock in her mouth and A moans around it and he can feel the vibrations of her throat in the head of his cock and it’s goddamn delicious.
As big as the temptation to come down her throat is, he moves away from her because he doesn’t want to end his fun this soon.
He kisses her mouth. A always likes for him to do that after she sucks him. She also likes him kissing her after he’s gone down on her. She thinks it’s intimate or some shit. He just finds it hot as hell. So he kisses her and rolls his tongue around her tired one.
A rolls on her stomach, wordlessly pleading him to get her naked. He reaches for her zipper and slides it down her ass, freeing her from the offending fabric until she’s laying there in nothing but a black thong and strapless bra, spreading her legs slowly and he thinks she’s lazily trying to grind her pussy into the mattress.
He grabs her hips and pulls her up forcibly so she’s on her knees. She gasps with the surprise of the movement and hugs the pillow in front of her and, before she has even properly balanced on her knees, she feels his large palm colliding with her ass, making a loud slap noise that mixes with her cry. The hit wasn’t too hard but it did take her by surprise, forcing her to focus the haze in her mind even if only a little.
“That’s for keeping me from touching you in the bar,” P tells her. His voice is hoarse with arousal.
He admires the pale skin of her asscheek reddening, then grabs both globes into his hands and squeezes tight, pressing them together and pulling apart. A’s moans get choked by another cry as his hand hits her ass again, harder this time.
“This is for stopping me in the cab.”
She pushes her ass back, trying to grind against his crotch, needy moans falling out of her mouth, but he grabs her hips and forces her to stay in place.
“Please, please…”
“You didn’t want me to touch you so I won’t, A. I’m a very respectable guy,” he tells her, while his fingers fold under the back of her thong and slide down, pulling the fabric to the side to inspect her swollen and dripping lips.
A moans and this time her grind back is successful in rubbing her pussy against his fingers. Harvey moves his hand away, denying her the pleasure and slapping her ass again. Hard.
A doesn’t even cry out this time, she just moans loudly.
“You really can’t behave, can you?,” he says humorously. He moves his palm up her spine and unhooks her bra. The piece falls under her and his hand travel down to knead a breast.
“Show me how to behave, P,” she moans.
He pinches a nipple while he ponders on her request, his hard member against her backside.
“What do you want, A?”
She pushes her ass up and slowly rolls her hips, deliciously and suggestively grinding her ass and pussy lips against his cock.
He groans and enables her for a moment or two, but then he moves back, both hands returning to her hips to keep her in place, just the head of his cock between her thighs and nothing else.
“Say it,” he orders.
A moans, needy, and reaches a hand between her own legs to relieve some of the pressure. He quickly grabs her wrist and moves it away, pressing her hand into the mattress, his body pressing into her backside in the movement.
“Ughn… P! Please, please, I need you.”
“What do you need from me, A?”
“I need you to fuck me. Please Please, P,I can’t anymore —” She’s babbling incoherently, desperate in arousal, face pressed into the pillow, and he gladly thrusts his throbbing need into her pussy in a single, hard shove.
It takes her breath away. And then she’s inhaling in a gasp and moaning as he starts pounding into her. He has her pinned to the bed, just her knees bent under herself, her hips tilted up in a delicious positions for him to fuck her as he wants, fast and rough while she gratefully takes it, moaning loudly and gripping the bed sheets.
She thinks this might not happen anytime soon and there’s one place she’s always thought about doing it. So she suggests it to him and the twitch of his cock tells him how much he likes the idea.
He bent to her breast, tongue sliding across her already hardened nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.
“Oh God P” A cried out loudly, and she sensed his smug smile against her skin. For a moment she considered whether her cries and moans would carry through the night to other surrounding apartments. But she couldn’t make herself care enough to worry. A desperate need strummed through her body at the feel of his mouth against her breast, while she continued her slow strokes along his cock.
He nudged her back towards one of the outdoor lounge chairs, pressing her down on to the furniture. Ana clasped her hands around his neck, pulling him down with her, mouths joined once more. He briefly pressed the weight of his body against her, grinding into her, before moving down her body, positioning himself between her legs.
A felt herself whimper as he hovered his face above the juncture of her thighs, her legs falling to the side and hips thrusting upwards, overcome by need. He pressed his hands down on her hips, stilling her body, before lazily dragging his tongue along her slit, moving up to circle around her clit, increasing the pressure. She cried out loudly, almost yelping at the sensation, attempting to thrust forward with her hips once more. But P continued to hold her waist, preventing her from moving as he worked his tongue through her folds, teasing her entrance, lapping at the heated wetness building there, before trailing back up to her clit once more. He continued the circuit over and over until her body was withering beneath his hands and her cries had become incoherent.
Moving a hand from her hip, he slid two fingers into her silky wetness with ease. She groaned loudly at the intrusion, bucking up into his mouth. P clamped his lips over her bud of nerves and thrust his fingers into her, curling them against her front wall with each movement. She could feel her body quiver, heard her breath quicken, her moans filling the air as she started to come apart under his mouth and hands.
When the clenching around his fingers slowed, and her breathing began to regulate, P slipped them from her body, and A felt his cock twitch against her thigh at the sight of her wetness glistening on his fingers.
“Oh God, you’re too good at that” she groaned and he grinned up at her smugly. He kissed his way back up her body, his mouth hot and wet against his skin, before reaching her lips once more, A biting down on his bottom one as she tasted herself on his tongue.
She flipped them around then, P allowing himself to be pushed against the chair as she straddled his hips, teasing against his erection . Ana lifted herself off him, wrapping her hands around his free cock. Before P had a chance to react she bent to him, encasing him in her hot, wet mouth.
“Fuck, A” he groaned, involuntarily pushing himself deeper into her mouth as he bucked against her. She dragged her lips up his length, swiping her tongue across the tip. P dropped his head back against the chair, clearly overcome by the sight her devouring him. A worked her hands and mouth over his cock, humming against him, relishing the guttural sounds coming from his throat.
She had a horrible suspicion the whole building must know what they were up to with the sounds they had both been making on the exposed balcony. Not that there was a chance she was stopping this. The inherent naughtiness of it all only heightening her arousal.
A felt his hands grip her hair, a warning that he was reaching his limit, and she released him from her mouth with a wet popping sound. She manoeuvred herself back over his hips, gripping his shaft as she notched the tip of him inside her. After a pause she sank down on to him with excruciating slowness, her mouth falling open in a soundless cry at the feel of herself stretching around him.
P was breathing hard, clearly trying to maintain control, his eyelids heavy with desire. He reached a hand to her breast, tweaking her nipple. A tilted her head back, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her, every inch of her skin tingling. She opened her eyes to the expanse of night sky above her, the stars twinkling through her vision.
A felt his cock pulse deep inside her and knew he was silently begging her to move. She braced her hands against his chest, pressing her fingertips into the muscle as she levered herself up, pulling almost all the way off his cock before crashing back down. The action making him gasp her name.
He moved his hands to her waist, gripping her hips to help steady her as he met her thrusts. A set a torturous pace, grinding her clit against his pubic bone before sliding all the way back up. Groaning, panting, the call of each other’s names and the hiss of expletives drifted into the air around them as they chased their release.
A knew she was holding herself back from letting go, wanting to exist in the pleasure of this moment forever. She could sense the effort it was taking him to wait for her, unwilling to finish before she peaked again. He dragged a hand across her stomach, dipping his fingers between them to tease her clit. He locked his eyes with hers as he rubbed against her and she knew he was pleading with her.
“Come for me A” P groaned. And under his intense gaze, his cock buried inside her, his fingers working her sensitive bud, she finally let herself go, feeling him immediately follow.
The intimacy of coming apart while staring into his eyes caused her to continue trembling long after the waves of pleasure had floated from her body. She collapsed onto his chest, both of them slick with sweat and the air heavy with the scent of sex. P trailed his fingers lightly across her skin as she slowly came back to earth.
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