by Nikki Sins
“Ready and waiting,” I said, biting down on my bottom lip.
He bent down and held out a hand. I took it and he helped me to my feet. Holding onto my hand, he led me to the couch and sat down, then pulled me down on top of him so I was straddling him.
I was desperate to have his cock inside me by now, so I quickly adjusted my position so my knees were bent and my shins were flat on the cushion underneath my thighs, then I grabbed ahold of his cock and slipped it into my soaking wet pussy.
We both let out soft but insistent groans as he entered me.
Eric was so big that it was a tight fit but I was wet enough that it wasn’t an issue. Just a little bit of pressure in all the right places as my pussy engulfed his cock.
I placed my palms on top of Eric’s thighs and leaned back, arching my back and tilting my chin towards the ceiling, exposing the hollow of my neck and offering him my still-clothed chest.
He took the bait, grabbing and squeezing them through the material of my shirt, then cupping his hands beneath them and pushing up while I bounced atop him, my hair flying everywhere as wet, slapping sounds filled the room as our bodies came together.
I hammered down on his cock a few more times before suddenly leaning forward, mixing things up a bit, changing the angle of penetration.
At this point in the evening, I was looking to do some damage, so I put my hands on Eric’s chest for balance and started bouncing atop him, impaling myself on his cock, hammering my body down onto his. I rode his cock from tip to base, slamming my ass down, taking the entire thing in fast, rhythmic thrusts.
“Do you like that?” I asked, whispering harshly between deep breaths. Our faces were inches apart, close enough that I could feel his hot breath in my face. It smelled like cinnamon and grapes. “Do you like it when I ride your cock?”
“I love it,” Eric said.
“Yeah?” I asked, taking a moment to slip my shirt off and then my bra, freeing up my tits. They were big and beautiful, not gigantic but perky and awesome and completely natural.
He nodded, his eyes locked onto my newly released puppies.
“What about my tits?” I asked, climbing a little bit higher atop him so my chest was in his face, mere centimeters away, close enough that my hard nipples brushed his lips every once in a while.
“I love them too,” he said, his trademarked sly little grin still on his face.
“Do you want to lick them?” I asked, still moving up and down on his cock, just not with as much force.
“Very much so,” he replied.
“Yeah, I thought you might,” I said, keeping his cock inside of me but no longer bouncing on him. “But first I want to do something to you.”
“Whatever you want,” Eric said.
Smiling, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it forward, pressing his face into my chest, smothering him against my flesh. Then I squeezed my tits together, smashing his head between them and pulling his face further against my chest while I stayed put atop of him. His cock was pressing against my vaginal walls and I could feel it getting harder as I smothered him with my tits.
I held him in place for a full ten seconds before letting him free. Breathing deeply, he smiled up at me, his face red and his eyes full of excitement.
“It looks like you enjoyed that,” I said.
“It was awesome,” he replied.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
“Yes please,” Eric said.
So, after giving him another couple of seconds to catch his breath, I grabbed the back of his head and again pulled his face against my chest, smothering him. This time I upped the ante by starting to slowly ride his cock once again.
This time, after a full 15 seconds of holding him there, I could feel him starting to get a little antsy. He still hadn’t tried to pull away, but I could sense it was imminent. But I wanted to see how much he could take. Plus I knew at least part of him liked what was going on; his cock was bigger than ever inside me. So instead of releasing him, I leaned forward and put my mouth next to his ear.
“Just relax,” I whispered. “You’re a real man. You can handle it.”
He relaxed his body and calmed down considerably.
“There you go,” I said, stroking his hair with my fingers. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you up before anything bad happens.”
I could feel his hot breath against my skin as he struggled for air but still I held him tight. He wasn’t in any danger. And having control over him was turning me on like crazy.
When I finally let him free after almost half a minute, Eric’s face was bright red from exertion and he was gasping for breath, but his smile was wider than ever, and his cock his bigger than every before.
“That was incredible,” he said.
“Yeah, I could tell that you liked it,” I replied.
“And I’m guessing you did too,” Eric said.
“Oh yes,” I said. “It was awesome. But now I need for you to suck on my nipples.”
“With pleasure,” Eric said, pushing his head towards my tits.
I leaned forward until my hard nipple was touching his lips. He took it in his mouth and sucked on it.
“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Suck on those fucking titties. Don’t be shy. Get nasty with it. I can take it.”
So he did, flicking the nipple with his tongue, even biting down on it with his teeth, making me gasp in surprise and excitement.
“There you go,” I said as he worked one nipple until it was rock-hard before moving on to the other one while I gradually picked up the speed in which I was bouncing atop his cock. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
Eric gave my other nipple the same treatment. Once it was feeling as stimulated as the other I grabbed ahold of his hair and yanked back on his head, popping my nipple from his mouth.
Turned on immensely now, I slipped my tongue into Eric’s mouth and explored his tonsils with serious intensity while riding his cock like an insane cowgirl. His hands had made their way down to my ass and he was gripping my cheeks and spreading them apart, opening me up even further, allowing his cock deeper access to my insides.
I was so turned on I could barely take it. I was close to cumming but I needed to switch things up to get myself over the edge.
So, keeping Eric’s cock deep inside of me, I spun around so I was facing away from him, riding him reverse cowgirl. I grabbed his knees and pushed them closer together, then adjusted my body so my feet were on the floor, giving me more leverage to work with.
Once I was properly positioned, I began slamming down onto him harder than ever, impaling myself on his cock. His hands were on my hips, holding on for dear life while I pummeled him, my ass hammering down onto his legs.
“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” Eric said.
“Fuck yeah it does,” I said. I put my hands on his knees and bent forward, then started pounding him even more aggressively.
His cock felt incredible inside me but I still needed something more. “Slap my ass,” I said.
Eric did as he was told.
“Harder,” I said. “Like you mean it.”
So he did, smacking my asscheek again.
“That’s right,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about. Keep going. Don’t fucking stop.”
I continued pounding away at him, smashing his balls as I dropped my body onto him with full force, my breath growing quicker by the second, while he continued smacking my ass.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I screamed. My ass was starting to hurt a little bit from all the slapping but the pain was just getting me more excited. “Right there, right there, holy fuck, right fucking there!”
Eric turned up the intensity even more, smacking away at my ass relentlessly. My screams turned wordless and reached a fever-pitch, culminating in a final, expletive-laced, ear-splitting bellow as I reached orgasm. My body shuddered and shook but I didn’t slow down, still pounding away at him for a few more seconds before finally falling st
ill.
I didn’t have much time to relax though, as Eric wrapped his arms around me and climbed up from the couch, letting his cock slip out of my pussy for the moment. As soon as he rose to his feet, he turned around, then dumped me onto the couch. He knew I’d just cum and now it was his turn to finish up, which was perfectly fine by me.
Eric grabbed ahold of my legs and pushed them forward, lifting up my ass to give himself a better angle to work with. Holding my legs in place, he slipped his rock-hard, monstrous cock into my soaking wet pussy. I took it all the way inside me without any resistance.
Perhaps because he was already so far along, Eric pounded me with everything he had right from the beginning, giving me his entire cock with every thrust, holding it deep inside of me for just a moment before pulling it almost all the way out and slamming it back into me.
I was way too into it to talk by now. I was relegated to growls and grunts and the occasional curse word as Eric hammered me practically into submission with his cock.
And just when I thought he couldn’t possibly fuck me any harder, Eric grabbed a hold of my ankles and forced my legs back even further until I was essentially folded in half, my legs pressed against the couch, one on either side of my body.
This position allowed Eric to use gravity and all his weight to pound me with everything he had, his balls slapping against me, his body hammering down on mine hard enough to make me flinch as he bottomed out.
I let out a wordless cry full of pleasure and just a hint of discomfort, my eyes wide and my body tingling with pleasure. I hooked my own arms around my legs, freeing Eric’s arms up. He shifted slightly, putting one foot up onto the couch, giving himself even more leverage. With his hands gripping the back of the couch for support, he fucked me with furious intensity, as though trying to break me in half.
Eric’s grunts and groans and breathing rate intensified, as did mine. Our faces were just a inches apart and we stared intensely at each other while I quickly approached yet another orgasm.
“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I said, somehow finding my voice. “I’m gonna cum again, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum I did, my body tensing up before releasing in a massive, violent orgasm, the strongest one of the night.
Almost as soon as my orgasm passed, Eric’s arrived. As he rose towards orgasm, he started pounding me harder than he had all night. It took everything I had to not scream out in pain, but I knew he was nearly done, so I took what he had to offer.
“Oh my God I’m gonna fucking cum,” he said finally.
“Come inside me,” I said, barely able to get the words out. “I want to feel your seed inside my body.”
Eric didn’t have to be told twice, cumming mere seconds later. His hot jizm felt great inside me, filling me up, buckets of it from what I could tell as he squirted at least seven separate times inside me.
Eventually he fell still, finally spent. He rolled off of me and flopped onto the couch, clearly worn out.
Smiling at him, pretending like I was doing fine, I rose up and poured us both glasses of wine, dusting off the last of the bottle.
“A toast,” I said, handing him one of the glasses then clinking mine off his. “To the beginning of a wonderful friendship. With benefits, of course.”
“Of course,” he replied, taking a drink of his wine at the same time I did.
“I only wish I’d known you were into women earlier,” I said, even I didn’t know if I actually meant it. Who knows how this night would have turned out if I hadn’t thought he was off limits all this time. Certainly not the same. And considering it had been pretty much perfect, perhaps there was no reason to cry over spilled milk. Besides, we’d have plenty of time to make up for the amount that was lost. Plenty of time indeed.
#
A couple nights later, I again had Eric right where I wanted him: in my house with his clothes off. Ever since we’d gotten nasty a couple days ago I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Ever. While driving, at work, in the shower, at the dentist; his gorgeous face and killer body and rock-hard cock were always on my mind. And now he was back from a three-day absence and we were getting it on again.
I turned around so my back was to Eric. Looking over my shoulder at him, I said, “I’ll give you a couple minutes to do what you want to me. You can treat me however you want, push me around a bit, take some control, but I’d better like it, or you’re going to pay for it later. Understand?”
He nodded.
“Good,” I said, turning to face the wall. “Now go to work.”
With one arm, he reached around my body and grabbed ahold of one of my breasts and started playing with it, squeezing and groping and rubbing my nipple. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my back and his balls on my ass. I reached back and grabbed his cock and jerked him off.
He grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head back and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He continued fondling my breast while grinding on my ass with his cock.
Suddenly he pulled his mouth away, grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. With my palms flat against the tile and my face turned sideways, I watched him drop to his knees. Sometimes men surprised me. I told him he could do what he wanted and he decided to lick my pussy. Not that I minded. It was just unexpected, to say the least.
Eric grabbed my hips and pulled, forcing me to stick my ass out to keep my balance. He pulled my pants down, leaving my bottom half naked. He grabbed ahold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide, then started to go to work. I moaned in pleasure as his tongue lapped at me like a kitten drinking milk, running from the bottom to the top of my hairless pussy, not putting enough pressure to quite slip inside of me but just enough that I could feel the rough surface of his tongue rubbing against my pussy lips.
“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” I said, watching him as he worked. “Lick that fucking pussy. Lick it like there’s no tomorrow.”
My talking must have gotten him riled up, as he started going after me with more intensity. He spread my ass cheeks even further apart and forced his tongue deeper inside of me. I backed my ass up against his face, helping him out. I could feel his nose against my asshole and it turned me on like crazy. I reached back, grabbed ahold of his hair, and held his face against my pussy, not allowing him to breathe.
After a good 10 seconds, I let go of his hair. He backed away, took a deep breath, then went right back to work. This time, after tonguing my pussy for a little while, he ventured a little further north, touching my asshole with his tongue for a moment. He didn’t stay long, just enough to send a shiver of ecstasy up my spine. It felt so good that—
It snapped me awake in a heartbeat. It took me a few moments to realize that I’d just been dreaming, but once I did, disappointment immediately set in. It all seemed so vivid, so real, that it took me half a minute to realize that I was in bed alone. I tried to go back to sleep, hoping to pick up the dream where I’d left off, but it just wasn’t happening. So I decided to go a different route.
I slid my hand down my stomach and started rubbing my pussy. I was already warmed up from the dream and it wasn’t long before my panties were soaked clean through. Not wanting to take the time to slip them off, I just yanked them to the side and slid two fingers into my dripping wet snatch.
I started banging away, not even bothering to take things slowly. I was just too wound up to take my time.
While finger-fucking myself with one hand, I grabbed ahold of one of my breasts with the other and gave it a good squeeze. It wasn’t long before I was rubbing my nipple, getting it hard within seconds. As I slid a third finger into my pussy, I pinched my nipples between my fingers and rubbed them together until I couldn’t take it anymore.
Stifling a scream, I released my nipple, gasping for breath as the pressure disappeared. By now I was ready to cum, so I slid my fingers out of my pussy and ran them up to my clit and started rubbing away at it with furious intensity while smacking away at my tit with
my other hand.
A few seconds later, an orgasm coursed through me, causing me to moan softly as my body jerked and spasmed to completion.
But it wasn’t enough. Not even close. If anything, the orgasm just made me hornier than ever. Like an appetizer getting me ready for the main course. Unfortunately, at 3AM, it was way too late to give Eric a call. But luckily I had the next best thing at my disposal.
I climbed out of bed, opened up the dresser drawer that held my panties, and grabbed the 8-inch dildo that was hiding beneath them. Grasping it tightly, I carried it back to the bed and dropped onto the covers, my legs spread wide.
I was going to town on the dildo, shoving it deep into my throat, gagging myself and holding it there as the saliva dripped out of my mouth and onto the floor. Once I couldn’t take it anymore, I yanked it out and slid it deep into my soaking wet pussy and started banging myself as I gasped for breath, trying to get air back into my lungs.
Getting fucked felt great, even if it was just coming from a fake dick instead of a real one. But not quite great enough. After another couple minutes of banging away at my pussy with the dildo, I decided that I needed the real thing. Even if it was 3 o’clock in the morning. So I picked up the phone and dialed Eric’s number.
#
Five minutes later there was a knock on my door. I climbed up off the couch and headed towards the door, answering it wearing only a bra and pair of tiny, form-fitting with no panties, my excitement all but overflowing.
Even though he’d just gotten out of bed (I assumed, at least) Eric looked sexy as hell. He was a bit rumpled up and his hair was out of place and stubble was growing on his face, but the idea that he didn’t have to get prettied up before coming over turned me on even more.
“I have to admit, I’m a little surprised see you,” I said.
“Oh yeah?” he replied. “And why is that?”
“I thought you were going to wimp out on me,” I said. “After all, it’s after three o’clock in the morning.”