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# Morning Surprise
*~Yawn~* “Nate…?” I look around the room. There was no sign of my boyfriend. I shake my head and smile to myself. The toilet’s light was on. He was probably inside, reading his morning news in there. Why he can’t read on his desk, I would never know.
I make my way over to the Kitchen, picking up one of Nate’s T-shirts and putting it on. I rub my wrists. No matter how soft cotton is, having my arms bound for multiple hours is still a little uncomfortable. “Ouch-” I clutch my left foot, the little toe having struck the table’s leg. It was difficult for me to see without my glasses and my eyes still felt heavy from the sleep. I needed my coffee already.
I flail my arms around the counter, trying to figure out where the damn machine’s buttons are. I managed to find it soon enough, thankfully, and set up a cup for brewing. *-Bang-* My head was suddenly on the counter, my nose barely kept from breaking itself. I could feel a hand on my head, pushing me down, keeping me in place. Another hand was there around my waist, forcing me to stand up. I heard the chair get pushed away.
“Nate? What are you doing?” I ask. Obviously it is Nate. Who else would it be? His roommate Rick? He never wakes up before noon. He keeps his hand on my head, keeping me looking down at the counter. There is no give no matter how much I try to turn my head.
*-Unzip-* That’s strange. Nate always prefers to use his fingers before his cock. Why the change today? Then I feel his wet fingers on me. Aah I see. I guess he picked up something tight in the morning. Perfectly reasonable. Then why. Why couldn’t I relax? Why did I feel like something was wrong? -shake shake- Why is he not letting me turn around? He grabs my ass. Already? I haven’t even properly gotten wet yet. He rubs his cock over my pussy, spreading his pre-cum on me. And then he was in.
“Aghhh– Nate!” I shout. He spanks me and starts thrusting. I have no choice but to stand there and take it. He felt different today.
Nate really likes reading erotica. He sees all the different things being done in there. And he likes to do those things to me. So this is not my first time being fucked on the counter or so suddenly. Nate felt different in those times as well. Yet… this time was different in some other way. I couldn’t put my finger on it.
I felt his grip on my head loosen. His hand was still there, but now he was caressing my hair, trailing his finger through the strands. I was finally able to turn my head a little. Not enough to completely turn around. But I was able to look at the coffee machine. At the reflective steel body. At the golden blonde hair of the man thrusting into me. Nate’s hair is black. Rick is blonde.
I felt myself freeze up, in fear, in confusion, I didn’t know. How? How could it be Rick? Where was Nate? He couldn’t still be in the toilet, could he? Why was Rick even doing this? We had talked a couple times before and he never gave me a feeling that he could do… this! I tried to raise my back. His hand that was caressing my hair was suddenly around my nape, forcing me back down. I could still see the reflection. The golden colour flowing around his head. The shiny white from his teeth.
Rick’s other hand is on my back now. It is crawling under my shirt. Slowly it goes up, to my upper back, then around, to my chest. It grasps onto my right boob and pinches my nipple. I stifle a moan. My nipples have always been a weak point for me. He keeps going though, fucking my pussy, playing with my nipples. I couldn’t hold it anymore. My legs shake. I let out a moan.
Rick takes his hand off my neck, putting it in my shirt as well. He starts playing with both my nipples at once. My head is free now. I can turn around. I can look at his face. I can tell him to stop. But… I don’t. I keep my face there. I do not turn around. My face feels hot. I feel like I am betraying Nate. But *~Oh God~*.
I feel Rick speed up. He is thrusting faster now. Harder. The sound of our hips clashing is filling up the whole house. I don’t understand how Nate isn’t here already. His hands are back on my waist, holding me in place, helping him fuck me. I am moaning under him, feeling my own orgasm build up inside me. And then, with one large thrust, he is pumping his seed in my deepest part. He thrusts a few more times, emptying himself out inside me. And then, just as suddenly as he had come, he was gone. I fall down on the floor, my legs too weak to hold me up anymore. I watch as Rick goes back to his room. I watch as his cum keeps dripping out of me.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xvk3vg/morning_surprise_mfcreampienoncon