Feeling so needy right now. Last time I got fucked was two weeks ago…. I was asleep on my back, and he woke me up by rolling over to face me. He slotted his leg in between mine, innocent enough, holding himself up to give me a quick kiss. Light pecks turned into tongues, but then he dropped himself back down and we drifted in and out again for a while.
I reawoke to find him running his hand across my stomach, playing with the hair there. Once he noticed I was alert and watching, he pressed his thigh harder against me, correctly assuming it would create some welcome friction against my burgeoning morning wood. As he moved, I could feel his own half-hard cock pressing against my hip, just beginning to tent his boxers up. His hand on my stomach travelled lower and lower, and my breathing picked up as he moved his leg away slightly to make room for his hand on the outside of my shorts, brushing against my rapidly swelling tdick through the fabric.
My housemate was awake and walking around outside my room as she got ready for work, and with walls as thin as ours I knew I had to be quiet. He also knew this, and he further knew that under ordinary circumstances I’m naturally loud. Very, very loud. In small circles, he began to rub my cock, still just over the top of my shorts, smirking as I put my hand against my mouth to stop myself from moaning, back arching off the bed.
Once he could feel the wetness starting to come through the thin fabric, he drew his hand upwards again, ignoring the pitiful, desperate noises I was trying to stifle, and with one smooth motion he slipped under my waistband and hooked a finger inside my slick wet hole, forcing a moan out of me. Once inside me, he kissed my neck and groaned breathlessly against me, turned on as usual by how wet I am in the morning.
By this point his cock was straining and leaking through his boxers; I could see him trying to stop himself from humping my hip while he worked on me. Slowly and steadily he stretched me open, curling his fingers up to hit my gspot and really make me work to keep quiet. The only time he left my hole empty was to stroke my tiny little cock, which was flushed bright pink and sat twitching against the palm of his hand.
Eventually it all got too much and I couldn’t help myself from begging aimlessly… ‘please… please.’ He stopped still for a second, propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at me, before giving my cock a quick, open handed slap. ‘Please what?’ We don’t usually talk like this while we’re fucking. I’d never begged like this before. ‘Please fuck me,’ I whispered, rolling my hips as I said it, trying to grind myself against his resting hand.
After a few seconds of looking me straight in the eye, no hint of expression, he jumped into motion and slipped his cock out of the waistband of his boxers before rolling me over onto my side, facing the wall. I gasped as he manhandled me, and I arched my back again to open my hole up to him, presenting. He wrapped an arm around me from behind and pressed his leaking tip against me, hips twitching in anticipation, before slowly sinking himself into my already stretched and soaking hole.
I couldn’t help but moan at full volume as I felt him fill me up so perfectly, his swollen head pressing up against my cervix, and once he bottomed out he began pumping in and out of me desperately, all his earlier restraint gone. He gripped onto me tightly, mouth pressed against the nape of my neck where he alternated between short, sharp breaths and sloppy, open mouthed kisses.
One particularly hard thrust ended with his cock slipping out of me, and whilst my legs shook from the sudden loss he flipped me again onto my stomach, and I gripped the top edge of my mattress. He knocked my legs apart with his knee, making sure he could see everything, before stroking up my sides, watching goosebumps travel up my exposed back. He gave my ass one quick, hard spank before leaning forward to slip his aching cock back inside my eagerly waiting hole.
His rounded stomach rested perfectly against the small of my back as he leant on top of me, forearms planted on either side of my head, hips thrusting frantically as he got closer and closer to the edge. Quietness abandoned, I threw my arm back to tug at his hair as I begged him to keep going, feeling myself also getting close to climax. I dragged my other arm back down underneath myself in order to give my dripping cock a few strokes. Just a slight touch was enough, in the end — I felt my muscles tighten and my hole clamp down on his cock as I came hard, jolting back suddenly against him. He gave one final thrust and spilled his built up load inside me, head tilting back as he let out one long, open mouthed groan.
Anyway yeah I’ve been thinking about that lol
