It’s not uncommon for you to shower at my place, nor is it strange for you to walk around in nothing but a towel. We’ve been friends a long time, and recently we started sleeping together. Nothing more than fuck buddies, someone to cum with and then carry on about our own business. Our only agreement is to be exclusive to each other. Today is one of those days where you’re walking through my small house in your bare feet with a bath towel barely covering your ass wrapped around you. We’re planning on going out for drinks and to throw some darts tonight, so I’m about to get in the shower when I notice you bent over the bed, folding your used laundry.
My dick stiffens as I watch you from the bathroom. I hurriedly finish undressing, quietly walking behind you and cupping your soft smooth pussy. You start and then moan involuntarily as my hand caresses you, a finger dipping between your lips as it slides over you. You feel the heat rising from my touch, warming you in ways that cry out lustfully. I press the tip of my veiny cock against your simp, forcing it into your warm, wet slit. You’re tight, but I stretch your walls around my shaft, feeling their slick grip on me as you moan again, softly whispering my name.
“I wasn’t expecting to fuck until after a few drinks,” you giggle. “I’d have thought you’d wait so I’d let you stick it in my ass.” You tease, alluding to your drunken desire for me to rail you in the ass.
“Well I was thinking we should do both,” I joke back, yanking the towel off of your body. I grab a handful of your wet blonde hair, pulling your head back. You make a small surprised, but excited sound as I do. I thrust hard into you, feeling every inch of my cock buried into your pussy.
“Fuck, I’m still bruised from the other day,” you say through clenched teeth. “Not gonna go easy on me?” You ask, already knowing the answer.
“No.” I flatly state, still pounding into your cervix. I swear I see you smile. Your ass makes loud smacks against my thighs as I fuck you, now holding your hips. My dick puts pressure downward on your vag, pressing hard into your wall. Occasionally I hit your G spot, making you gasp and contract on me.
“Let me get on top,” you request. “I want to make myself cum using you.” I pull out of your creamy pussy, our mixed cum covering both of us. I lay on my back on the bed, helping you crawl on top of me. You rapidly jerk me off for a few seconds before sinking down onto my shaft. Your pelvis touches mine as you groan, exhaling loudly. Your whole body shakes as you furiously rub your clit against he base of my cock, only moving your hands from my chest to pull mine onto your breasts to tease your nipples as you edge yourself, holding yourself until you cry out, climaxing hard and folding over onto my chest where you moaning and twitching as I feel your orgasm through your drenched pussy.
“My turn,” I warn you, rolling you off of me. Your snatch resists me pulling out of you, gripping me hard as my dick slides out of your body. I pull your legs over my shoulders as I get on top of you, loving how deep I can get you when you’re pinned into the mattress. You let out a ragged moan, feeling my cock plunge back into your warm tight grip. I look at your succulent tits flopping around as I punish your already sore body, keeping your orgasm rolling like your eyes are.
My hand finds your throat, slick with sweat. I squeeze your soft skin, choking your sweet moans off as I ruthlessly fuck you like a whore. I thrust hard against your cervix, roaring as I pump your raw pussy full of my hot cum. I release my grip on your neck as you feel it gushing inside of you, making you climax with me once more. We both pant and moan as we recover ourselves, my cock still planted deeply in your body. When I pull out you let out a cry and your body spasms from the sudden movement against already overstimulated nerves.
We laugh and you hold your hips up to keep my cum from spilling from you until I come back with a towel for you. We rinse off in the shower together, both of us laughing at you trying to make sure all of my cum that would run down your leg was gone before we get dressed and go out like we planned. The drinks are good, and it’s plenty of fun, but I can tell that after a few hours you’re ready to go. You were never good at hiding when you’re horny, that’s how we started booking up.
“My poor pussy is going to need a break,” you laugh in the car ride home. “I mean you know I’ve got a thing for feeling you cum in me,” you bite your lip and rub yourself through your jeans, horny as a high schooler. “Fuck I’m getting wet just thinking of you using me just to knock me up.” You allude to your fantasy you’ve told me about before. You’ve got a breeding kink, but you make sure that it stays a fantasy by being on the pill so you can enjoy it without the 18 year commitment.
“Trust me, I enjoy it just as much as you,” I console. You always talk dirty to get me wound up when you want to fuck. I can feel my cock pressed hard against my pants, ready to satisfy you. “At least I get to feel it tonight, even if it is in the wrong hole for that.” I laugh as you make a face at me, jokingly irritated.
“Well what if I tell you you can’t cum in my ass?” You ask, looking at me with your head tilted.
“Then I’ll make sure I’m as deep as I can get in your little ass before I creampie you.” I threaten with a smile, making you moan and rub yourself again. “You’re gonna soak through those jeans if you’re not careful.” I taunt you.
“My panties have been soaked since we left the house,” you admit. “I could feel it through my jeans at the last bar.” You continue jilling in the passenger seat. Wild fantasies run through your mind, setting you on fire with lustful desire. “Remember that time we had a quickie in the bathroom at Vanessa’s house?”
“Where I pulled your panties back up after I came in you so you had to feel it the rest of the night?” I confirm with you, knowing full well that’s what you meant. My hand reaches across the center console and rubs the warm wet spot between your thighs. You unzip your pants for me and I slide my hand between the tight denim and your soft smooth skin.
“Yes,” you moan, feeling two of my fingers dip between your puffy lips. “You never even said anything; just followed me in and fucked me til you finished, then just left me with your cum running out of me like it never happened.” You relive the night, your pussy drenched. I’m going to make you cum before we even get back to the house.
“My dick was still wet from being inside of you when I went back down and got another beer.” I taunt, feeling your grip on my fingers tighten. “It was fun knowing that you were talking to your friends without them ever knowing how you were just used like a fuck doll.” You moan loudly, panting as you near climax. “You were a good little cumslut that night.”
You buck in the seat, my urging sending you over the edge into an intense orgasm. You gush lovely sweetness, completely wetting your panties and jeans. I put my fingers that were just in your pussy into your mouth, letting you suck on them as you ride out the rush. You kick your shoes off and peel your pants off, not wanting to wear the soaked fabric anymore. You sit bottomless next to me, neither of us caring how much of your pleasure got onto the leather seat. It’s not the first time, and I’m sure it won’t be the last.
The porch light isn’t on at my house when we pull back up, making your voyeurism less obvious as we make our way to the door. Not that you’d care, you’ve been fucked against a hotel window by me for anyone in neighboring buildings to get off to. I let you in ahead of me and pick you up over my shoulder, making you laugh and kick your feet as your bare ass is next to my head. I can smell your sweet wetness on your thighs, engorging my cock even more, knowing that it’s about to be inside of you soon. I toss you on the bed where you pull your shirt up and off, your beautiful tits flopping out.
I tear my own clothes off, hungry for your body. You quickly sit up, equally as starved for intimate and dirty sensations. You put your hair in a quick pony tail and then go down on me as I stand in front of you. You give me loud, sloppy head, taking my cock down your throat as I hold your head onto me. You play with my sack, massaging my balls until I moan your name. You pull your head back until only my tip is behind your lips and you focus on it. I groan loudly as you make me cum, spraying your tongue and filling your mouth. You slurp it all down, swallowing it.
“Good girl,” I compliment you while you wipe your mouth off and kiss the very tip of my cock. “Turn around.” I demand of you. You do so, standing in front of me and leaning over the bed. I surprise you when instead of feeling my hard shaft being shoved into one of your holes, my tongue runs up your simp, tasting your delectable wet. I eat you out from behind, my tongue diving between your puffy lips and teasing your clit before exploring deeper into you. I lick up and out of your pink hole and you moan hoarsely as I give your tight asshole attention. You shiver, feeling my beard tickle your pussy while I eat your ass.
“Fuck my ass daddy,” you beg, clearly enjoying my treatment of you. I stand up, wiping my own mouth off as I get lube. I pour the cold gel directly onto your rear, making you gasp. I rub it in on you, popping a finger inside to help relax you. You can only relax so much though. when you feel me pushing the head of my cock against your asshole, you know I’m going to stretch you hard. I ease into you, pouring more lube on my shaft as it inches into your unbelievably tight ass. “Don’t pull out, I love to feel you cum.” You direct me.
“I’m gonna dump my seed deep in your guts.” I promise. You answer with a satisfied moan. I start thrusting faster and deeper until I’m gliding in and out of you. You’re on your elbows, feet planted on the floor as I pound your rear from behind. A sharp slap rings out as my hand comes down on your ass cheek, bruising you. You call my name, urging me to go deeper. I thrust harder, forcing my cock further into you. Your body resists, but I keep forcing myself in. I grab your ponytail with both hands and pull hard on your hair, using it as leverage until I can feel my sack pressed against your warm dripping pussy. You love being fucked like a cheap whore, ravaged and filthy.
You feel me moving in and out of you, your body barely able to take my girth as I fuck you hard. Your legs are so shaky you have to stop me and lay on your side, letting my straddle one of your legs before I continue my abuse of your back door. I watch your tits bounce as I fuck you, my hand finding it’s way to your clit, making you cum again. I don’t let up, still thrusting deep into you as you cry out in pleasure.
I only stop to pull out of you, immediately forcing my cock into your pussy. You cry out in pain as I shove my way into your bruised slit, slamming into your cervix just in time for you to feel me creampie you. You orgasm again, your painful scream turning into a moan of pleasure as I fill you with a huge load of cum. I pull out of you quickly, making you jerk and a high pitch noise coming from your mouth. I open palm slap your spasming simp, causing you to cry out again and hold your own hands over your slit. You’re breathing is interrupted by unexpected waves of tremors and noises of pleasure for the next few minutes as I get up and survey the aftermath. The bed is covered in our cum and sweat, your gushing leaving large dark spots on the sheets.
I don’t get you a towel, instead grabbing a thong from the drawer you have in my dresser. I put it on you, making you giggle as my creampie leaks out of your pink slit and soaks the blue cotton. Good girl.
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