Two friends, tease (my first post)

Studio apartments are notoriously difficult to entertain in, yet here we are. He is lying across the top of the bed, comfortable in his own home. Yet, I shift from foot to foot deciding my position here. I crawl onto the corner of the bed, kneeling like a prairie dog surveying the land.

He rolls over and starts teasing me, trying to push my buttons, trying to make me laugh. I can’t help but smile and throw a pillow at his chest. With a smirk on his face he catches it rolling off the bed. He stalks around to my side, all the while looking at me like I am a piece of meat. Neither of us say a word. I stare back at him until he comes behind me and I can barely see him from the corner of my eye.

He leans down over me, head between my shoulder blades, exhaling down my back. I lean forward just enough that he is able to reach both of his hands onto the bed around me. I can feel his chest moving rhythmically on my back as he brings his head up next to mine. I am lost in the moment, unsure of where it’s going, but not wanting it to end.

Without the slightest quiver in his voice he says, “Tell me now if you want to stop, because once I put my hands on you I am not going to want to turn back.” Without a word, I lean back into his strong chest, slowly, just enough to lift his hands off the bed. We’re suspended there for a few seconds. His breathing getting faster but his hands remain slow, coming to my waist. Then his fingers find the edge of my shirt. He brings me in close, holding my tight just below my breasts, fiercely kissing my neck and shoulder.

His body is so close to mine, so hard, it leaves very little up to the imagination. His hands begin to explore; wanting to know every inch of my torso, each curve of my ribs. Going under my bra and lightly touching my nipples; wanting more and more. I open up to him, playing with the freshly cut hair on the back of his head. I can feel the sharp little edges roll beneath my fingertips.

I grew impatient, wanting to feel his chest and kiss his collarbones. I take off his shirt and then mine. I’ve only seen him shirtless from a distance. Now I am able to trace the outline of his collarbone, first with my finger and then with my lips. He stands there, basketball shorts not doing a great job in hiding his erection. I slide back on the bed and like a magnet he follows, just inches from me the whole time.

We kiss. I finally know what that wonderful smile of his taste like. It’s hard and needy at first, but quickly softens and follows my lead. I throw my head back, coming to the surface for air. I am met with his musk from a long day mixed with a slight mint smell from the gum he must have swallowed.

Taking the opportunity he puts his head in my chest, hands holding me tight. His whole body starts to slowly make his way down mine. While he unbuttons my pants I lift my hips so he can get my jeans down. He leaves my pants stuck around my ankles but I don’t try to kick them off. He quickly takes off his shorts and my socks; coming back on top of me, ravishing me heartier than before.

I lightly graze his cock; feeling the girth, the weight, the length. Wetting the shaft with my own juices, I shiver as we touch. He’s stopped kissing me, stopped moving, so focused on what I am doing he is frozen. He stares at me, wonder and need in his eyes. I gently guide his hips and slide him inside of me. I am full to the brim. I let out a soft moan as I am stretched. I can’t help but think about how long I’ve been waiting for this.

There is music playing in the background but I can’t hear it. The only rhythm I am focused on is of his body: his pelvis against me, his chest and shoulders in front of my eyes; the warm heat of his cock going in and out of me, sometimes further in than other times. Causing pleasure to ripple up my body.

He puts his hand to my neck, thumb to my jaw, but doesn’t squeeze. He’s let me in on little details of his sex life in the past. Now he wants to show me the whole thing. Pinching my throat slightly, I start to become lightheaded but have no trouble breathing. This forces me to stop thinking and lets me feel every millimeter of him inside of me. I let out a long moan. At that moment this man loses the last bit of restraint he had. I can feel his penis pulsating and warmth spread inside of me as he cums.

After the wave of pleasure I can see a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. While still inside of me, he kisses my lips long and hard. As he pulls away he apologizes for losing control. I can’t help but giggle and say, “What’s the problem? We have all night.” His slowly starts to smile grabbing me and kissing my forehead.

To be continued……

I am working on transitioning into a shower, oral sex and some bondage play. Feedback please!

Edit: one word

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/htkkl6/two_friends_tease_my_first_post