He replied with “I don’t care,” his favorite non-answer, so I went back to his head, licking and kissing it as I stroked the rest of his cock. “Are you convinced yet,” I asked him, my voice low. Then I pulled away and looked up at him, still stroking his cock with my hand. Using my tongue to apply extra pressure, I sucked and boobed and licked until I felt him get even harder and his legs shook a bit. He’s a bit too big for me to deep throat comfortably, so whatever didn’t fit in my mouth I wrapped my hand around and stroke. I took his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth, moving up and down until it hit the back of my throat. In response, he put his hand firmly on the back of my head, not pushing me down but rather a sign for me to keep going. I licked the underside, at the seam where the head meets the shaft, then popped his whole cockhead in my mouth, sucking gently and working my tongue over it as I bobbed my head ever so slightly. Once he had, I made my way down the bed to his cock, kissing and licking the tip. I pulled away from him and tugged on his shorts twice so that he knew to take them off. Then I went underneath his underwear to stroke his bare cock firmly, up and down until he was nice and hard for me. I moaned and gasped softly against his lips as I continued stroking him, applying firmer and firmer pressure. At this point, he started running his thumb over my nipple, flicking it and pinching it between his fingers like he knows drives me crazy. After a few moments, I worked my hand between his shorts and underwear to stroke him between the two fabrics. I gently squeezed the outline as I slowly moved up and down. As he squeezed and caressed my boob, I started rubbing his dick through his shorts and boxer briefs. I started kissing him as I traced my hand down his body to his basketball shorts. He did, and I placed it on my breast for him to fondle while I got to work. I took off my t-shirt and shimmied up so that I could kiss him while laying on my side/partially on top of him. He looks over at me and I think I hear a tinge of amusement in his voice. “You know I don’t usually press you to have sex,” I said, “but I need you.” But last night, I NEEDED him, I NEEDED his cum, so I rolled off and looked at him. Now usually, I don’t press him when he turns me down. “I wasn’t planning on it,” he answers after a brief pause. “And I can’t stop thinking about you cumming inside of me. “We have two problems,” I whispered to him. I roll over on top of him and kiss him a few times. I can imagine him inside of me, filling me up and I. All I can think about is that his dick is right there, inches from my hand. Last night was no different, and as we’re cuddling in bed, my pussy is starving. He works nights so we have opposite sleep schedules, but on his days off I’ve been asking him to cuddle with me to help me get to sleep and then he can go do whatever he wants to pass the night. I think about it all day and stay in a perpetual state of horniness. But I keep thinking about how close we were, how much I want his cum deep inside of me, filling me up. This sometimes happens, he tires out before he can finish, no big deal, so we go on about our day. I ask him if he wants to and he says “yes.” We’re in the middle of things and I’ve already cum once, but I suddenly have the overwhelming desire to have him cum inside of me. I’m getting close to Aunt Flo’s monthly visit and wanted to have sex one last time before she got here. I’ve also been on birth control for most of our relationship so we don’t use condoms anymore, but while I’ve always been kind of obsessed with creampies, I’ve been nervous for various reason s and he’s always just pulled out.įast forward to last night. I’m his first, and while I have a much higher sex drive than him (he’s almost border line ace), we fit really well together both in the bedroom and out. For a bit of background, I’ve been with my boyfriend for about a year and a half, but we’ve known each other for over a decade as friends.
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