Can I Grind On Your Leg [MF] [vanilla-ish]

*hello All, first time sharing a story — I only write for fun, open to edits/suggestions :)*

She comes into the room in only her panties & a t-shirt. He’s playing xbox talking into his headphones & shoots a questioning glance her way but keeps his attention on the screen. She sits on the couch besides him with her legs beneath her.

“Can I grind on your leg please?” She asks softly, he grins, pushing his microphone away from his face.

“I can help you get off in a bit” he shrugs towards the game indicating he can help once he’s done.

“No no it’s ok I just need something right now” she assures him.

“You’re so impatient,” he sighs, “you’re going to distract the fuck out of me” but he leans back against the couch spreading his knees a little further so she straddles his left thigh. He can immediately feel the heat radiating from her pussy through his sweats as she presses herself down on his leg, beginning to rocking against him.

“I don’t want you cumming & I want a wet spot left behind” he instructs her. She nods smiling gripping his thigh hard in understand & holds on for support as she grinds on him in slow, strong little movements, closing her eyes.

He replaces his microphone back besides his mouth but only plays for a moment before realizing there’s no point. Her hair glows like a halo around her from the light of the screen & he can see her nipples hardening beneath her thin shirt.

“Take your shirt off” he says. She immediately pulls it up & over her head. Her breasts fall down from beneath the tight shirt bouncing & begin to swing back & forth slightly with her rocking. He can’t help himself & pinches one of her hard nipples. She inhaled sharply, squeezing his thigh with her own.

“I swear to God if I loose this match we’re fucking all night” he threatens her.

“Oh no are you loosing?!” She asks suddenly breaking out of her trance, glancing over her shoulder at the screen but continuing to rock herself.

“No I’m actually winning” he admits quietly glancing at her breasts every couple seconds surprised at how well he’s still doing on the current game.

“Well then win & we can still fuck all night” she says slowly, seductively, running her hand up his thigh closer to his package, smiling widely, & emphasizing the movements of her hips. At this point he feels the unmistakable wetness on his leg from her cunt & literally groans in impatience as the game drags on.

She leans her head on his shoulder “Stop rushing, finish the game, I can feel you getting frustrated” she murmurs into his ear placing a soft teasing kiss on his neck. He wants to be annoyed but all he feels is his hardening cock getting heavier in his boxers, the strain of his balls, & the warm wet spot on his leg where her pussy makes love with his thigh.

After another couple minutes the game is finally over, he throws the controller on the floor & rips off his headphones pulling his hard cock out over the band of his sweats. It stands high & ready for action, but since he’s waited so long already, he can wait some more. He places his hands on her waist, holding on to her body, feeling her rhythm, pushing his leg up against her, increasing the pressure between his leg & her cunt. He leans forward delivering kisses on each of her nipples before selecting one & sucking on it hard, toying with the sensitive hard tip between his teeth. She moans loud speeding up her pace.

“Slow down” he instructs her, controlling her movement by holding her waist firmly, he grips his cock with one hand stroking it twice. “What do you think about when you masturbate against me?” he asks her cooly, “Are you recalling porn? Just using your imagination?”

“I’m actually very in the moment, I think about the fact that I’m humping my boyfriends leg as he continues to play cod” she ventures.

“He sounds like an asshole” he says carefully unsure whether she had actually said this with any resentment

“He is an asshole” she teases leaning her face over his & pushes her tongue into his mouth, “but I love it when you make me beg for it a bit.”

“Oh I’ll make you beg” he sneers, lifting her up from his thigh easily. She actually cries in protest as the stimulation is abruptly stopped, her tender clit, although protected by the thin layer of her panties, suddenly very cold when pulled away from the warmth of his leg created by the friction. She’s left rocking back & forth in midair attempting to catch any last bits of pleasure, she tries pushing herself down to reconnect with his thigh, but he’s far too strong for her & keeps her elevated.

“So eager…” he chides, looking between her legs to find a darkened spot on his gray sweats where her pussy leaked over, “good job babe” he admits admiring her wetness. He raises his foot up off the ground & presses his knee to her opening, she sighs his name in frustration as he begins to massage her gently with his knee. “You think I can make you cum like this?” He asks with general curiosity.

“Probably, but it would take twice as long” she laughs breathing hard her clit aching, he lets her down back on his leg & she resumes grinding herself on his thigh with renewed vigor, panting slightly. He takes a hold of his erection again & begins playing with himself timidly watching her entire bodies dedication to getting herself off on his leg.

“You’re so beautiful” he tells her stroking himself to her rocking rhythm.

“Speak for yourself” she answers breathlessly “I literally salivated on the sight of your dick” she adds & for emphasis lets a drop of drool roll down her tongue and land on his shaft. hHe chuckles & continues to pump himself feeling her moisture on his thigh. “Do you want to see who can cum faster?” She suggests teasingly pressing her arms towards, her chest perking, her hard nipples straight in his eye line.

“If I keep looking at you, you’re going to loose” he admits unapologetically grabbing one of her nipples between his lips again. She grabs on to his head, tangling her fingers into his hair, riding up his thigh so she’s basically grinding his hip bone now.

“I’m literally about to cum” she warns him.

“I literally told you you’re not allowed to cum” he reminds her, laughing at her sudden surprise “you asked whether you could grind on me, I agreed as long as you didn’t cum” she groans his name again, slowing down to regain control over her impending orgasm “I want you to cum on my cock” he says sweetly grabbing on to her waist again & pulling her up & positioning her over himself “I promise not to cum, it’s all you” he says pulling her drenched panties to the side & pushing himself up into her. She intakes a sharp breath feeling her pussy folds spread apart & then her soaking wet hole resisting him for just a moment before welcoming in his thick tip, followed by his thicker shaft. He enters her hole inch by inch slowly, giving her time to adjust & savoring the warmth engulfing his cock & the unbelievable tightness. Her pussy released a new wave of wetness as she hits the base of his dick, the overwhelming feeling of fullness in her lower belly consumes her. He adjusted himself beneath her, the slight movement of his erection causing shivers to run within her.

Instead of moving up & down, she relishes the feeling of fullness & bringing her finger tips to her tender clit rubbing herself quickly.

He feels the first contraction within her pussy before she even passes the brink of no return, but as her orgasm crashes onto her, she convulses in on herself holding on to him for dear life. Her pussy tightens around his dick like a vice, & continues to clench & release him with every contraction, he feels the sensation from his tip, down his entire shaft.

Once the contractions fade, she pulls herself up slowly on her weak legs. His cock remains coated in a thick film of her wetness, dripping down to his balls. He grasps his cock firmly, caressing himself as she gets down on her knees in front of him opening her mouth invitingly.

“Nah, I want to cum on your face” he demands & she closes her mouth into a smile, looking him right in the eyes as he strokes himself. It doesn’t take long for him to reach his end & he gives her a curt nod in preparation as the first rope of cum explodes out from his tip & lands on her right cheek right below her eye, she doesn’t even blink. The second one follows close behind hitting her right besides the nose, the thick spurt quickly sliding down her face to the corner of her mouth where she catches it with her tongue. The third & fourth hit her exposed tongue, not going to waste, & the fifth hits her other cheek. The pressure decreasing now, he moves himself to the edge of the couch placing himself right on top of her & deposits two more puddles of cum on her forehead, & releases one final spurt right on her lips where it remains as she looks at him drenched in his seed, her eyes smoldering up at him.

He lets go of his dick, his hand wet with her own juices & takes a hold of her face, examining his work. She giggles nervously as the cum on her forehead begins to slide down her nose threatening to fall into her eye, but he catches it on his index finger bringing it down to her mouth where she sucks it off greedy. He smears the cum on her right cheek with his thumb bringing it into her mouth too, she catches his finger between her teeth rotating her tongue around his finger, eyes still locked with his.

“Good job” she praises him as he helps her up off the floor.

“Good girl” he responds embracing her & they make their way to the bathroom together.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkds34/can_i_grind_on_your_leg_mf_vanillaish