Boyfriend Zachary (pseudonym) and I had a wild time last Monday. This is split into two parts because I couldn’t help but write about the really hot oral foreplay, and before I knew it was already clocking 1000 words by the end.
Part 2 (the *actual* bangarangs) will be linked soon!
—-
My boyfriend and I fucked hard in the early afternoon, and even after coming back from lunch, we returned to languish lazily on the couch in exhaustion. Resting my head against his shoulder, we breathed heavily in the silence.
“Do you remember how our first time went?” I asked out of nowhere, “I think I was really horny and just went down on you. I think we sat here exactly like this and thought about our life choices afterwards.”
He laughs, “Actually I think we always come here to chill after sex. I’ve…grown to associate this couch with post-sex.” He pauses, and reaches over for my hand. Pulling my hand over to his crotch, my fingers wrap around his hard member which was hidden poorly under the bulge of his berms. “Which means I think of our sexy times when I’m here.” I smile coyly in response. I grip it and massage it between my fingers, squeezing it and feeling it throb between my fingers.