She knew what she wanted

The door was slightly open – the security chain prevented it catching. Taking this as an invitation, I stepped into the room to another surprise. In the dim light I saw her lying on the bed; naked apart from black stockings. Then I saw her wide-open legs. The real surprise washed over me as I realised she was frigging herself with a glass dildo. She lay on the bed facing the doorway directly to give me the view between her legs. Her suggestive comment that I was just in time had me pulling my shirt and trousers off as my cock became rigid. She wasn’t for messing about. She wanted to get straight down to it. As I threw my shirt aside to leave me naked, she was on her feet and took hold of my shoulders to guide me backwards to the upright chair in front of the dressing table. She sat me down.

My cock was standing upright, ready for her. Saying nothing, simply smiling and holding my gaze she placed a foot on the chair between my legs. With both hands she rolled the stocking down and stepped away. Her intention became clear when she took my wrists and held them gently behind the chair. With the still warm stocking she loosely tied them together. Pushing against my bond I knew immediately I could shake it lose any time I wanted. I sat back and tried to relax as she slipped a condom on my twitching member.

She mounted my firm shaft. Using my shoulders for balance she lowered herself to take all my cock. With arms draped over my shoulders, her tits pressed into my face. Remembering how harshly she had squeezed them previously I took each one in my mouth to flick it hard with my tongue. Her moans encouraged me to suck them a little harder each time. I had never treated nipples as roughly so in tiny increments I sucked them harder, progressing to nipping them between my front teeth. Her gasps encouraged me further. My main focus was on her tits but I became aware of her rocking back and forward on my cock. It stayed deep as she ground herself against me. Willing myself to bite her harder she yelped and I thought I had gone too far but she just pushed the other one to my mouth for more of the same. I held it between my teeth and bit harder and harder on it. Her yelp told me that was hard enough. I held it there as she had done with her fingers. Guessing the time was right I let it go quickly. A momentary pause then anguished grunt told me that was just as she liked it.

Leaning her upper body back to keep her tits from my teeth made her grind herself harder against me. Her panting then was not being caused by her tits. She gripped my shaft more tightly. I relaxed as I knew she would be cumming soon. I would be able to hold out and take my pleasure after. A hand guided a tit to my mouth. I didn’t hold back in biting it between my front teeth, harder until she let out another involuntary yelp. I held it there until her head shook out a grunt deeper than the others then released it quickly. It hit her hard. For a brief moment she held me tight, motionless. Then with a few gyrations she ground out her climax. She contracted against my shaft with my face held so tightly in her cleavage I was quickly running out of breath.

And then she was still, impaled on my still solid member she let out a long sigh. A deep breath opened her eyes as a full smile took over her whole face. She leaned forward, kissed me on the lips and again pressed her tits into my face. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest through my face. Keen to take my own pleasure I tried to gyrate my hips under her weight. She lifted herself slightly, taking her weight on her feet and pressing down on my shoulders. This allowed me to slide my cock, just a little, in and out of her depths as her tits pressed into my forehead.

Her hands massaged the back of my head to add to the mix of sensations; shoulders straining from being held in place against the chair; thighs slightly numb from bearing her weight; cock twitching in frustration at not being able to thrust long deep strokes in to her; butt tiring at the effort of pushing against her weight; face buried in her body just below her tits; breathing in her scent; hot all over from the exertion.

She lifted herself another couple of inches. Taking full advantage of a little more room to move I slid my cock up and down most of its length. My awareness drifted from the rest of my body to centre on my increasingly swollen cock. My balls drew tight in anticipation of the inevitable. I consciously tried to resist speeding up as much as I could. Just hold back a bit, let it build up. And it did over the next few moments.

Spasms took over as I felt my load release. Regardless of how tired they were my butt muscles bucked my cock to spurt it hard and deep inside her. The spasms went on and on – taking over my whole body as only a full body orgasm can. A final twitch released the last of my load. As I relaxed, her weight sank back on to me. I gasped for air as her tits pressed to my face. My cock fell limp quickly. It was too sensitive for any touch to be pleasurable.

Regaining my breath, I slipped the stocking off my wrists to grip the base of my soft cock. Alison stood up to release me and flopped on the adjacent bed – her legs unsteady and trembling.

Those were wild days: those six months spent screwing my way through every casual hookup I could find. Read the full story in Friends With Benefits – How I Played the Game.

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