I’m having the best sex of my life with two guys.
Wait, let me try again. Two different guys have sex with me. Whenever they’re bored, stressed or just horny, there I am, ready for them to play with at all times. In exchange I don’t pay rent.
Wait, that sounded worse. Fuck it.
I moved to Los Angeles, California, Gardena specifically, a few months ago. Moving cross country is always scary, but thanks to my favorite boys, I could not be happier. Constant orgasms, consistent bedrocking, and cum all day everyday. My boys waste no time claiming me for themselves and pound me like the slut I am increasingly more proud of becoming.
Don’t tell anyone, but I think Jonathan is my favorite.
Jonathan is so adept at using his tongue, I’d honestly classify it as a weapon. With how he makes my body submit with ease to each of his commands, it should be illegal. Any kiss and touch on my nipples, thighs, back, neck, feet and clit makes me quiver into him. The intensity of the orgasms leave me sore and hoarse when he gives me that toes curling, grip-the-sheets-to-maintain-sanity type of orgasm. Pure bliss, everytime.
Now, if that was all he brought to the table, he’d bearable.
His rock hard, chiseled body makes me drool when he takes his shirt off. His years as an athletic trainer gave him a powerful chest, building biceps, and broad back made me spread my legs anytime he was ready.
And if that wasn’t enough, he was more than willing to show off the power his muscles possessed. Picking me up, throwing me against the wall. Pinning me down on my bed, and fucking me until he saw bruises.
Usually, it would be first thing in the morning.
This morning was no different.
I loved waking up to his cock inside me, using my mouth or pussy to get his day started. I’d send him off for the day with a bright post orgasm smile. He’d wake up, enter my room giving zero fucks about my REM cycle, and use whichever hole he found most fun before getting in the shower, getting breakfast, then on his merry way. I make sure to sleep naked. Clothes just get in the way, am I right?
Plus, a good fuck before my shower makes me feel so much better. Like I can get so much more done in the day when I start off with being fucked. A nice little perk.
My door clicks open, waking me from my light sleep, no need to set an alarm. I feel my pussy get ready to accommodate him. My fingers instinctively wish to reach for my clit, but I wait and see what he has in store for me. He’s already completely naked, his cock already hard and oozing with precum from the head of his gorgeous member.
I can’t stop myself from grinning from ear to ear.
I yawn, “Morning.”
His hard dick leads the charge into my bed. “Morning, slut.”
Did I also mention I love when they talk to me like I’m their own personal cocksleeve? Jonathan’s low, deep voice conveyed that perfect dirty talk, letting me know that I am his.
He flings the blankets off me, and his eyes drink their fill of staring at my naked body. My perky B-cup tits with my pierced nipples. My stomach. My thin waist, down to my hips and legs that he jokes that are too long for my body. But he doesn’t seem to mind when they’re over his shoulders or wrapped around his face. He licks his lips at his first meal of the day.
With little effort, he flips me over to my stomach, and looks at my plump ass like he’s never seen it before, playing with it like it’s his first time. He straddles me, his thick legs locking to the sides of my hips. Next, I feel his soft lips trace my spine. I get wetter as he slowly makes his way up to my neck, pushing my hair to the side and sucking on my skin. His large cock only grows, being pressed against my ass, tickling my anus.
Smack!
His right hand smacks my ass cheek and the sharp pain sends my senses alive, waking me fully like coffee never has.
“Mmmmm..” I moan, “Again, baby.
Smack!
He makes the other cheek just as reddened, if not more. I shudder, my legs writhing impatiently for dick. He’s made me as horny and in need as he was. If he keeps teasing me, then I think I’m going to have to flip him over and take control
Smack!
Smack!
My smile widens as he sends shivers up my spine. Part of me wants his cock now, but another part of me is content being spanked for a little while longer. Either way, Jonathan is taking control in a way he seldom does, and I am in love with being along for the ride.
“I couldn’t wait to wake up to this.” he groans, his hands gripping my ass, presenting my wet cunt and brown star to himself.
“I’m all yours.” I moan. “I just need you now.”
He does not keep me waiting long. He parts me legs, and slowly he opens my wet pussy, and slides his thick dick inside me.
In unison we both cry, “Ooooh, yes.”
He thrusts inside me with precision, with rhythm. Stoking the flames within me, going from turning me on right into actual bliss. Fucking into me with that fast pace, his hands keep a tight grip on my waist, making sure that his thrusts don’t force me too far away from him. My body tenses more and more, but I also feel sexier and sexier. Am i going to cum already?
My hands grab a fistfull of the sheets, while his hips against my ass, and I feel him get deeper and deeper into me with each thrust.
“You feel so good, fuck!” He roars.
With one swift motion, he grabs my arms, and pins them to my back, his hand gripping both of my wrists tightly. The other hand is placed on the small of my back, and forces me into the bed. Then, he gets close. Deep and fast while he takes me from behind.
“Oh shhhit. Fuck meeee!” I cry.
I’m not sure how much more I can take, but I’d probably shed real tears if he stopped. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. Deeper and deeper.
Air is squeezed out if my chest as the full weight of his body is pressed down onto my back. He relentlessly pounds into me. I’m getting lightheaded and the pleasure feels even more intense. I’m gushing all over his fat cockmaking a mess on the sheets.
“Oh yes! Yes yes!!”
His hand leaves my back, and drips be by the back of the neck and forces my face into my pillow. My screams went absorbed into the pillow as he repeatedly shoved his cock in my soaked hole.
I was entirely under his entire control and I loved every second.
“Oh shit.” he groaned. “Yes, yes!”
He wraps my dark brown locks around his handx and pulls, freeing my face from the pillow. I choke down lungfulls of air while crying “Fuck me! Fuck me!”
His voice is deep and low, and full of such confidence, that I melt entirely into him. “Come with me.”
His speed is at it’s highest, stretching me, I lose all sense and cum harder than I can ever remember. My eyes nearly get stuck in the back of my head, and my legs quiver uncontrollably. He wasn’t lying when he told me to come with him, as he explodes like he’s never done before, shooting his thick load deep within me. My orgasm mixes with his, and I am sent straight to heaven.
What feels like the next ten minutes is us catching our breath, before he kisses the crown of my head, and slowly pulls out of me.
“That, was amazing.” he says.
It takes all my brain cells to reply, it feels like I just got fucked into stupidity. “You were amazing.”
His face lights up as I get to see those chiseled abs, building biceps, and a chest so defined it almost made me cum again. I prop my chin on my hand and observe him slowly getting his bearings, and the free show of the orange sun bouncing off of his build. Honestly, even if i was here to be used by just him, it’d be worth it.
“Have a great day at work.” I say in the most seductive drawl I can muster.
I’ll try. You take it waste today. I might want more tonight.”
“If it’s anything like that, me too.”
With that, he takes off, leaving me to clean up the mess he caused both on my sheets and within me. I lay my head back on my pillow and bask in the afterglow of my orgasm. At least, until his own begins to come out of me. I must say, I’m nowhere near tired of dick, but I am damn tired of having to do laundry everyday.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j0e3yj/my_favorite_boys_part_one_mf_freeuse_creampie
Totally awesome!