I wrote a fantasy about fucking my friend at university – part 2! [FFM] [BDSM]

Teasing. I bent my head just above her clit, so she could feel my breath on her skin.

She pushed her hand into my hair, grabbing a fist full and tried to push my head into her lap. I willing obliged and pushed my tongue against her waiting clit.

I felt another hand grab my hair and pull my head back, away.

“Sasha, lay on the table.” He commanded, she got up, as she did she struggled to walk, and he told me to help by removing her leggings and knickers, still on my knees I shuffled over to her and did as I was told.

Fully naked, Sasha lay on the table, her ass perched on the edge, so I could reach her. She propped herself up on her elbows and smiled at him.

“Hand me her knickers and stand up.” He said.

I took her black lace knickers and held them out to him. He took them and told me to turn around to face Sasha. I felt my wetness drip down my leg.

He placed his hands between my legs, pushing his fingers inside and spreading my wetness up and around my tight asshole. “You won’t be needing this” he said as he pushed her knickers inside my pussy. I loved that feeling, having my pussy full but aching for more, to be fucked. I was blocked and desperate. I licked my lips and bent over to return to her dripping pussy.

As I bent over I felt his hand thwack against my ass. Once. Twice. Three times he spanked me. I moaned and thanked him.

I buried my face into her pussy, thinking about the orgasm I might be allowed. I didn’t wait to tease, I thrust my fingers inside her and fucked her with them, hard, deep, slow fucks. I danced my tongue around her clit. Circling it then across. Round and over, again and again.

She lay flat on her back now, arching as I felt her quiver as she got close to cumming. She gripped the side of the table. I felt his hand grip my hip, his thumb stroked my asshole and I widened my stance slightly to balance myself as he thrust his cock into my waiting asshole.

I’d been training myself, but only with small butt plugs, he entered me and my ass tightened around him. The feeling was so amazing. I’d only been allowed to cum with my ass filled and I felt my body warm at the thought. He drove his cock deep into my ass with long powerful thrusts. It hurt a little bit, each thrust drew me closer to an orgasm, the tingling feeling spreading to my clit and making my desperate pussy ache.

I flicked my tongue over her clit harder now, speeding up my finger fucking, wanting her to cum. My body rocked as he continued to fuck me. I felt her pussy clench around me as I thrust again and again and felt her body convulse as she came underneath me.

I pulled away and admired the dripping mess she’d left all over the table. I stay bent over as he fucked me harder, faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up so that I was staring at Sasha. She looked at me, her mouth full with my knickers, her eyes sparkling and cheeks flushed with her recent orgasm. I wanted to cum so badly, I could feel him getting closer and my stomach fluttered.

He let out a low moan and I felt his cum fill my ass. He fucked me so deep I let out a little moan as it pushed against me and pulled me open. He stepped back and I felt the sweet release as he left my asshole and his cum dripped out and down my legs.

I heard him pull his trousers up and fasten his belt.

I was wimpering now. Bent over, cum dripping down my legs and her wetness all over my lips, chin and fingers. I stayed were I was bent over as he helped Sasha off the table. He carefully pulled my knickers from her mouth. “I’ll keep hold of these,” he said.

She smiled and kissed him, bending down she kissed his cock. She redressed herself and looked at me in the same position they’d left me. “You’re fucking hot,” she said, then she turned, gathered her books from the floor and left.

I heard his foot steps behind me and he took my arm pulling me to face him. He kissed me roughly on the lips. His hand moved over to the pens on the desk next to us.

“Such a good girl. I think I’ll give you a treat.”

He took a pen, pushed himself against me and moved his arm around my waist down to my ass, and pushed the pen inside me. I moaned and clenched around it. “Thank you Sir”. He purred and placed another pen in my ass, and again, until five of them were sticking half out on my messy wet asshole.

I was panting now, teetering on the edge of orgasm, the slightest touch would send me over the edge. My body shaking in excitement and longing.

“We can’t have you making any noises now can we my desperate little slut?” he purred.

I shook my head and opened my mouth as he stuffed my own knickers inside.

He stepped back and admired the scene. There I stood, naked, my ass full of pens, my pussy filled with someone else’s knickers, my mouth filled with my own, and his cum dripping out of my asshole and down my legs. He looked at me, making eye contact and uttered the words “You may cum now” in the low commanding voice he used when he was satisfied.

I locked eyes with him as my fingers moved to my clit and gently stroked myself. It was so large and swollen, desperate for a release. I pressed my finger into my clit softly and circled, watching his reaction. I moved my fingers a litter faster, careful not to press too hard, I was so sensitive and raw, I felt my orgasm close. My whole pussy felt warm and tingly, I moved my finger back and forth across my clit, felt my orgasm build and felt myself fall over the edge.

“Stop” he commanded. I moved my fingers away and felt my orgasm ruin. I groaned in frustration and felt tears sting my eyes, the empty ache between my legs. He took the knickers out of my mouth and pulled the other pair from inside me, leaving me empty and wet. He pulled the pens out one at a time and placed them all on the table. He took my chin in his hand and tilted my face up to his. Kissing my lips.

“I know you love it when I ruin your orgasms, you’ve been such a good girl. I know it’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Yes, thank you Sir” I replied.

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Does it excite you to know that I wrote this with my ass full? That I reread it, edging to it – before letting myself orgasm as I reached the end? The thought of you staring at me as I did?

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