I Found Something Better than Sex [Female POV][FM][Friends][Rough Sex][Love Making][Heart Warming][Slow Buildup][Humor]

“If my motorcycle were a woman, wouldn’t you wanna fuck the shit outta her? Anyway. Hi! Ren. Nice to finally meet you.”

This was one of the first sentences I spouted at a random guy I matched with on Tinder on our first “date”. You ever hit it off so well with someone that you two forget that you originally met up for a hookup? Sounds strange, right? Instead of having crazy, rough sex after a 20 minute mundane conversation, we stayed in the shop to talk, talk, and talk more. We really hit it off. We were so engrossed in our conversation that two hours flew by and the shop announced that they were closing. Neither of us wanted the night to end. He invited me back to his apartment to “hang out.” Normally this is the part where two horny sort of strangers fuck, right? You vet each other out to make sure that the other isn’t a serial killer then *the sex.* Nope. We went back to his apartment and played Donkey Kong Country on his Super Nintendo for three hours straight. We became incredibly good friends that night, and would actually hang out quite frequently afterwards.

We became “bros” and would only interact platonically. We bonded over video games, life stories, and bantered to one another. We shared the same morbid sense of humor due to our fucked up upbringings. If we weren’t playing video games then we were doing incredibly stupid shit like learning how to pop wheelies on his Honda Grom or racing each other going at least a 100 mph on an empty long stretch of road. If we weren’t in the mood for dangerous activities then we would do mundane things like explore decaying abandoned buildings, cemeteries, or just anywhere where we could potentially run into a crackhead. Our most fun adventure was when we snuck onto a train in our very stupid attempt to go train hopping. We went from one end of our state to the other. Once our journey ended, we literally had no idea how to go back home and neither of us wanted to spend money. We did find a train going and we just hopped on hoping it would take us home. It did, luckily.

So yeah. You can already guess that Max and I are fucking weirdos. Two weirdos who swiped at each other because we were high and horny. In our first Tinder conversation, he boasted that he had a huge dick. I didn’t believe him personally but I was horny. We were two weirdos who really wanted to smash, but we became two weirdos who really clicked and became friends instantly.

Don’t get me wrong! I do find him really attractive. Sometimes I would glance over at his pants to see the outline of his dick. I just wasn’t sure if he found me attractive as well. So whenever I had those quick fantasies, I would push those thoughts away because I figured we were “bros”. Even if we ended up just being friends then I would have been happy because I really enjoy spending time with him.

I was on my computer writing my latest script when I got a ping from Max. I opened the message and it was a video of a guy lighting his dick on fire. “Thank you Max. Really needed that lovely video.” I thought to myself as I immediately clicked the video to stop. A new message popped up, “hey. I know it’s a bit late but I’m hungry. Want to grab some Armenian food?” “Hell yes!” I replied. It was around 9pm at this time and I didn’t have much the next day. We were both pretty broke. I wasn’t going to get paid until a few days later but thought that the sacrifice would be worth it. I drove over to his place, got our food, and went back to his apartment. Neither of us had enough money to afford our own meals. We ended up sharing a rather large appetizer and two baklavas. Life as a young 20-something. Not enough money to enjoy extra luxuries but money doesn’t buy the time we spend together. That is priceless.

“Dude. This guy keeps bothering me to fuck his wife.” He stoically said as he took another bite of the Baklava.

I raised an eyebrow at this sudden comment. We rarely talk about anything related to sex or his sex life (since things were quite slow on my end). “So you gonna do it?” I asked.

“No.” He chuckled. “Well why not?” “Because I don’t just want to fuck anybody.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Well yeah man. You gotta be attracted to them, number one. But it’s your call.” I took another bite out of my baklava and tried to keep the conversation flowing somehow. “Couples reach out to me too sometimes. Usually it’s the guy so I typically ignore them. I’ve been catfished several times where the guy didn’t even have a girlfriend or whatever.” I smirked at him while he smiled and gave a quick nod. He knew exactly what I was talking about.

We talked more about sex, hook ups, and shared funny anecdotes of our experiences. At some point we decided to watch some TV on his bed to wind down. He lived in a micro studio apartment so there wasn’t anywhere we could sit. I logged into my Hulu account and decided that we should watch It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia since it seemed up his alley. After an episode, he decided to pour himself a glass of wine. I poured myself a glass as well since I love wine and didn’t want to be left out.

I didn’t want to take up too much space on his bed. I was sitting next to him basically cris-cross apple sauce while he laying on his back with a bunch of pillows propping up his head to watch the show.

About halfway through the episode, he asked “aren’t you uncomfortable sitting up like that?” Not wanting to be a bother I said, “No. I’m fine actually!” He raised an eyebrow at me and grabbed two other pillows so I can join him. “Here.” he softly smiled as he placed them next to him. I didn’t want to be rude for rejecting his token of hospitality so I laid down next to him. We finished our glass of wine and laughed together for the rest of the episode.

The next episode loaded up. I was getting a bit tired and almost fell asleep by accident. As soon as the opening credits were finished, I felt strong movement which immediately snapped me back to staying awake. I saw as he outstretched his arm around my neck and gently pull me towards him. Part of me felt really conflicted because I wasn’t sure where we were at. I laid my head on his chest, and I could feel and hear his heart pounding rapidly. My heart was pounding too. His hand gently stroked my hair.

“You smell nice…” he meekly said and he continued stroking my head. “Thanks. I didn’t wash it in the last few days so I’m glad the dry shampoos masks the greasy smell.”

“Wait. Are you supposed to smell bad?” He teased. He began nuzzling his nose into my hair and exaggerate rapidly smelling like a dog. I laughed and pulled my head away. He pulled me back and gave me a small squeeze as we cuddled. I felt his fingertips slowly make their way under the waistband of my jeans. He softly pulled up my tucked in shirt and softly stroked my waist as they made their way up to my rib cage.

“Alright. Well. I think he wants to fuck or something.” I thought while having small doubts about whether this is a new antic he’s pulling.

I felt his body begin shifting as he made his way on top of me. We stared into each other’s eyes. I had never seen this particular expression from him before. Hunger. Hunger for desire. He pushed his lips onto mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist pulling him towards me. I didn’t even think about it. As our tongues explored each other, I began feeling his body press against mine and ran my fingers through his hair. He grinded himself against my groin and I could feel his hard cock even through the thick fabric of denim. I felt my pussy getting hot and physically aching.

I began pulling up his shirt as began pulling mine off. My fingertips roamed all over his torso. His skin was so soft. Like velvet. He nuzzled his face into my neck as he began planting soft kisses. One of my weaknesses. I felt a jolt go down my spine and instinctually grabbed a handful of his hair on the back of his head. His fingers gently grazed over my nipples that were poking out through the thin cotton only fabric bra.

I hooked two fingers in the inside of his waistband. Teasing him as I tugged his jeans and slid my fingers over but purposely avoiding his hard cock. He pulled down the bra and sucked a nipple into his mouth. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was almost ready to lose it right there. As he licked, sucked, and nibbled a nipple, his other fingers pinching and tweaking the other nipple. I had enough at this point.

My fingers made their way to unbutton his jeans. He immediately jumped off off the bed to begin taking off his pants. I watched him as I began stripping mine off. I saw his hard cock pressing against the thin fabric of his briefs with the head peeking out. My face must have taken a deep shade of red because he said “don’t worry. I’m used to going slow and gently. We can use a lot of lube too.”

He pulled down his briefs and his huge cock sprung out. When I say huge I really do mean huge. It must have been 8 inches at the very least and as thick as a water bottle or something. I took a deep breath and shuddered wondering if I could take it. But I couldn’t help but be so turned on at the thought of a brand new experience. I just felt this incredibly raw and primal urge. I slid my thong off and got on my hands and knees with my ass sticking up in the air. My back arched to show him my pussy. I slowly began crawling away. Hoping to entice him to play a game of chase.

There have been two instances in my life where my brain shut off and I felt this genuine primal instinct. I’m not a submissive person but this goes way beyond submissiveness. This is a desire to be taken. I wanted to be taken by him and made to be his. Whatever that may be. Selfishly taken like an animal or a war bride, and made to be his.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I could hear him grin through his rhetorical question.

“Nowhere.” I teased as I slowly spread my legs farther apart and arched my back more so my pussy would be presented more. He climbed onto the bed and I felt his hands grab my waist as he pulled me back. The whole length of his cock rubbed up and down against my pussy and clit. My body was burning hot. The width of his cock was so much bigger than I’ve ever had. I never even had a dildo this thick. I didn’t know what to anticipate.

“God you’re so fucking wet.” He cooed as he began grinding the base of cock up and down against my pussy. “Maybe we won’t need lube…” he deviously whispered.

“Holy fuck. How are you this wet? You’re just coating my cock.” He moaned out in a surprised tone. I mentally pulled away and buried my face into the pillow. Unsure whether this was a good thing and to be embarrassed by. I felt a bit self conscious that I didn’t notice I was that wet. I focused on the language of my body and felt my pussy ache and my clit throb. He began rubbing the tip of his cock up and down my wet slit. I could hear just how wet I was as he rubbed my juices on the head of his big, thick dick. He sucked in air.

That’s when he began pushing in. It took me by surprise because I thought that he wanted to do this with a condom or something. I felt his head push itself in until it burst through the entrance of my pussy. He barely had the head all of the way in and I could already feel my pussy getting stretched and ruined. I gasped at the mixture of pain and adrenaline. I fiercely grabbed the sheets as he began pushing in more and more.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH GOD!” I finally screamed out. The more he pushed in further and further, the more I felt my pussy being torn apart. He was stretching and ruining my pussy. He was taking it. It felt like I was losing my virginity again. The intensity of pain and pleasure.

“Tight … oh fuck you’re so tight.” He sighed as his balls tapped my clit. I was trying to not scream but I could hardly control my voice level. I involuntarily cried out all sorts of profanities and gripped the sheets until my knuckles turned white. He started gently thrusting his hips in small, short strokes. My hand cover my own mouth to suppress the sounds of my screams and cries. I buried my face back into the pillow and let myself groan, cry, and yell more profanities.

He gripped my hips harder and for a second I was going to cry out that I’m not ready yet. But I couldn’t even muster up a sentence because of how clouded my mind was. I felt him slam his cock hard into me. A jolt of pain shot in my abdomen reaching my stomach. He began slamming his cock hard into me as his balls began slapping against my clit.

“HOLY FUCK BABY YOU’RE SO FUCKING HUGE!” I cried out as I went back to hyperventilating moans and groans.

“Oh my God dude, your pussy is so wet and tight.”

Wait a minute. Dude? What the fuck? Did he just call me dude? Who says that during sex?

I would have began bursting out in a fit of laughter but I was getting torn apart. I couldn’t even think of a snappy one liner to make fun of him for calling me dude.

He continued slamming into me and I continued losing my mind. “Fuck dude. You’re taking all of me.” There he goes again.

He slowed down and stopped thrusting his hips much to my relief. I listened as he sucked in air to catch his breath. This was the most painful sexual experience since actually losing my virginity at 18. It felt as if I was deflowered again. But I desperately wanted to make him feel good. I scooted back a bit until he filled me. I began rocking my hips in huge strokes starting from his head to the base of his cock. I rolled my hips around while I arched my ass upward more to give him a good show.

“Ohhh. Fuck yeah.” He groaned primally through gritted teeth.

I began feeling his torso roll onto my back. Feeling his weight as his cock carelessly pushing walls of my pussy. I yelped out in pain.

“Oh shit! Are you okay!? Are you hurt!?” He frantically asked.

The sharp pain immediately fade away.

“Ow.” I sarcastically said. “I’m fine though.”

While his body began resting on my back, he said whispered gently “let me know if you get hurt again.” His hand wrapped around mine while he planted kisses on my back upward to my neck. He began pounding me and I felt his cock go even deeper. I cried out again. Our hands intertwined even more and he reached over so we can taste each other again. Deep kisses. I tightened my hand, and I finally began feeling more good.

“You’re amazing.” He sighed near my ear then began planting gentle kisses on my head, cheek, and neck. He continued pounding me until he got tired. He flipped himself and I climbed on top of him to ride him. I began riding his cock and continuously felt his cock fill me up. His cock easily sled in and out of my pussy. I had more control over which parts of my pussy could be hit more.

I threw my head back as I rode and grinded on his cock. Feeling him pulse inside me. His hands gripped my hips as I slammed my pussy down on his cock now that I was much more used to his size. One hand traveled up my body and cupped a tit. He squeezed and teased my nipple. I moaned and clenched my pussy even harder. I loved having a sensory overload. My clit rubbed against his groin as I continued grinding against him even harder.

I wanted to rock his fucking world. I began riding his cock starting from the head to the base. Deep, long strokes. He threw his head back and began moaning. His hands moved to grab my ass and spread my ass cheeks apart. Giving a good smack every once in a while.

“Fuck, you really know how to ride cock.” He moaned. His hands continued exploring my body. Our eyes caught each other. He bit his lip as I rode him. He looked so mesmerized by the pleasure I was bringing him. I felt his hand grip a handful of hair to pull me in. My long hair gently brushed against his chest as I continued to keep my rhythm. His other arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me in more to kiss. I stopped momentarily and gently rocked my hips back and forth as we kissed.

“Fuck bro… you’re so fucking amazing.” He moaned. Once again. What the fuck is up with this “dude” and “bro” shit? Is he just trying to fuck around with me? Christ.

I kissed him and caressed his cheek with my fingertips.

“Oh fuck…” I hoarsely whispered in between kisses. “I love feeling you inside of me…” I rocked my hips slowly. “No homo, bro.” I softly giggled giving him a taste of his own medicine. He chuckled then playfully wrestled me off of him onto my back. He pulled my body towards him as he pinned both of my wrists against the sheets. He smirked then rubbed his cock against my pussy. I sucked in air as I mentally prepared myself for him to take back control. He released my wrists to find my ankles. He took my ankles and began pushing my legs back towards my head. “Oh fuck” I thought.

I felt so helpless in this position. There wasn’t anything I could really do. I tried pushing back his body but he had the upper hand. He began sliding in and I immediately began crying out. His huge cock was going to ravage my pussy and there was nothing I could do about it. His fingernails dug into the skin of my ankles as he continued pushing my legs towards me and sinking deeper into my pussy. He let go out my ankles as they began resting on his shoulders. He pushed deeper and deeper. I had no idea how flexible I was. Our noses could barely touch.

“Holy fuck you’re even tighter now.” He groaned. I looked and saw his groin pushed against mine. His cock disappeared inside my pussy. I couldn’t believe it. He began thrusting his hips. I watched as his cock moved in and out of my pussy. He time coming down his hips would slam and sound of skin on skin contact filled the air along with my cries.

“OH FUCK!” I screamed. This was all getting too much. The way his cock was hitting so deep. The unusual sensation of pain and pleasure being mixed. Each slap would grind against my clit. I cried out for God. My cheeks burned. I gripped the sheets as began hyperventilating from how hard and deep I was getting fucked. He must have loved watching me struggle and squirm. Watching me go through the cycle of pain, pleasure, and back to pain. Our eyes met and I gently smiled at him.

“You like big cock… don’t you?” He teased. I wanted to respond but I didn’t have the strength to. I was too busy getting fucked like a good little slut. I watched his cock go in and out of my pussy. It was all getting too much for me. “YEAH! FUCK YES I DO!” I cried out. I wanted more. He began picking up his pace and began slamming harder and deeper. I screamed out more cries and moans.

“You’re such a trooper…” I could hear the satisfaction he was getting from watching me struggle taking his cock. Something about his desire to watch me struggle began to push me over the edge. I felt my body beginning build up so much more tension getting ready to release. I watched his cock slam in and out of my pussy. I felt that I was going to be pushed over the edge.

“Oh my god. I’m going to come?” I asked myself out loud. I watched his cock fuck my pussy harder. “Oh my god. Oh my god! OH MY GOD!” This was it. “FUCK YES! I’M COMING! I’M COMING! OH FUCK I’M COMING!” I cried out no longer giving a fuck about the neighbors hearing. It’s tunnel vision at this point. All I could focus on was him giving me his big cock. All of it. Just for me.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming too!” He began slamming even harder and faster. I cried out at being a hair strain away from releasing my orgasm. “Where can I cum!?” He frantically asked. “JUST CUM IN MY PUSSY!” I screamed without thinking twice. He was slamming harder and faster. He reached his limits. I reached mine as well. My vision blurred, sound began to muffle, and I felt a powerful orgasm release. “I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming right now! I’m coming all over your big cock!” I cried over and over again. My pussy was gripping him so hard and more of my juices coated his cock. He grunted and began slowly down. He hyperventilated and groaned as each powerful shot of his cum began filling me. His cock pulsed. I could feel every single detail. My orgasm began to fade away softly. He shot a few more shots inside me until he collapsed on top of me. Both of us catching our breath and embracing each other’s sweaty bodies.

He pulled me in for a deep kiss with his cock still inside of me. We kissed and I ran my fingers through his hair and caress his cheek. He began pulling out his cock and I could feel some of his cum begin leaking out. He plopped his body next to me and pulled me into him. My head resting on his chest. He planted kisses on my head and gave me a few squeezes. He held me tight against him. Our legs intertwining with each other. We laid there. Holding, embracing, and cuddling each other.

“Want to take a quick shower?” He broke the silence. I finally caught my breath. “Yeah, sure.”

We stepped into the shower and quickly rinsed ourselves off. After drying up, I began pulling my underwear on. I caught a glance of myself in the mirror. Thinking that he wasn’t looking, I began inspecting my body at several angles. I silently worried about my tummy and whether I looked beautiful enough for him.

“Checking yourself out?” He joked. I jumped from surprise. Our eyes met. He walked behind me then wrapped his arms around me. Our eyes met in the mirror. His face nuzzled in my neck as his hands grazed all over my body. One hand grazed over my stomach.

“What are you so insecure about?” He inquired. I figured I should be honest. “I just gained a few pounds.” I said. He kissed my neck and our eyes met in the mirror again.

“Are you kidding me? You’re so sexy! Your body is literally perfect.” He smirked. I blushed and my heart was about to explode right there. “Thank you…” I meekly whispered. He smiled and his fingers hooked inside my panties. “I don’t know about you…” he kissed my cheek “but I sleep naked.” I softly chuckled then began pulling my panties down.

We crawled into bed, and wrapped ourselves in his only blanket. We held each other right. Our bodies helping each other stay warm. He continued planting kisses on my head. I eventually began to feel him stop then I heard soft puppy snores escape from him. He must have been exhausted. I mean I was too and felt myself drift off to sleep.

Two broke young adults in a tiny micro studio. Two broke young adults embracing each other and savoring the sweet moments. I found something better than sex and something no amount of money could buy. I finally found a sense of safety, and that is priceless.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qchz07/i_found_something_better_than_sex_female

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