chris had been going on and on about something about his friends and their gaming sessions that they had weekly getting canceled all the time?

you’re not exactly sure what he was saying after that, you had drowned him out once you seen how chris looked.

his blonde hair all messy from running his thick fingers through it, being so stressed about the gaming thing. his glasses low on his nose and his tight shirt defining his thick muscles beautifully; his posture against the bed frame, and how he had his legs spread.

“chris.” you interrupted him suddenly, making him stutter. “..y-yeah?” he cleared his throat sitting up straighter.

you sat up from the seat at his desk and walked over to him. “lay down.” you instructed him. “on your back..” he slowly nodded and shuffled to be laying down on his back.

he looked up at the ceiling with his hands on his stomach interlocked; waiting.

you took off your shorts and underwear, leaving your tank top on. chris heard the shuffling and looked over. “hey what’re yo— oh!” he sat up, you immediately pushing him back down, his back hitting the bed. “i’m gonna sit on your face, okay? are you okay with that?” you asked.

your hand that was placed firmly on his chest, ran up to hold his jaw. chris completely in awe of you could only nod.

he felt like this was a wet dream and he never wanted to wake up.

you smiled a little. “yes?” you asked again removing your hand from under his jaw, sliding down over his clothed core. “yes— yes.” he nods again only with more desperation.

chris watches intently as you crawl up his body, your lips leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses on his shirt-covered chest. His abs clench involuntarily as you move higher, his breathing growing heavier.

the sensation of your lips through the fabric sends electric currents through his body. "christ.."

as you settle above him, Chris inhales your scent deeply, his nose buried in your pussy. he can feel the heat of your core against his face, and it drives him wild. his hands grip your thighs tightly as you slowly lower yourself onto his face, his tongue immediately finding your clit.

chris groans loudly against your pussy as he starts eating you out with fervor. His tongue laps at your wet folds, parting them to expose your clit. he sucks on it, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub as you moan and grind against his face.

chris's tongue plunges deep into your pussy, tasting your sweet juices. he alternates between licking and sucking your clit, his hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pulls you closer to his face. his thumbs rub your sides softly before sliding down to your ass cheeks, squeezing them gently.

you look down between your legs to see Chris's handsome face buried in your pussy. his eyes are closed in ecstasy as he eats you out hungrily.

you reach down and grab a handful of his hair, pulling his face deeper into your pussy as you roll your hips against his mouth. "fuck—just like that.." you whimper, your grip on his hair tightening as you feel his tongue hit just the right spot.

your hips move in a faster rhythm against his face, completely lost in pleasure. “right there... fuck. so good.”

feeling your nails slightly tug on his hair and hearing your praise, chris grows more determined.

his tongue moves faster, flicking across your clit in quick, steady strokes while his lips suck gently. his nose presses firmly against your entrance as he tries to bury his face deeper in your pussy.

his tongue dives into your pussy again, fucking you with it while his thumb joins the effort on your clit. he moans against your sensitive flesh, the vibrations adding another layer of pleasure.

his hands move to your ass, squeezing and spreading your cheeks apart.

a loud, pleasure-filled moan escapes your lips as Chris's skilled mouth brings you closer to the edge.

his hand slowly slides up your stomach, pausing for a moment before gripping your tit through your thin tank top. he squeezes and massages the firm mound, his thumb brushing over your hardened nipple.

“i’m so-so close..." you whimper, your voice trembling with pleasure. Chris groans loudly against your pussy, the vibration sending shockwaves through your sensitive nerves. he squeezes your tit harder, pinching your peaks through the fabric as his tongue focuses solely on your clit.

you start riding his face with abandon, using his mouth and tongue for your pleasure.

Chris's big arms wrap around your thighs, holding you in place as you grind against him. he opens his mouth wider, letting you use his entire face - lips, tongue, nose - for friction against your pussy.

your hips move faster, your clit rubbing against his tongue and nose in a relentless rhythm. Chris's moans are muffled but intense, encouraging you to take what you need from him. his hands grip tighter on your thighs as he lifts his head slightly to meet each downward motion of your hips.

with a final, desperate cry, you cum hard on Chris's face. your hips jerk and spasm as waves of intense pleasure crash over you. you grind against his mouth, coating his lips, chin, and nose with your juices as you pant and moan.

after a few moments of catching your breath, you move your hair out of your face and slide off Chris's wet, glistening face.

“seriously?” his eyes were bigger than they were before despite his calm demeanor. on the inside his heart was pounding, and his fingers felt on fire.

“no one has ever... like.. gone down on you before?" hamzah shifted in his seat on his couch.

for months, he had been your best friend.

sharing everything — food, stupid jokes, secrets, late-night movie binges; but this new piece of information made his blood rush to parts he suddenly had difficulty controlling.

“it's always been like this with guys. it’s like they only care about themselves.”

silence fills the room for a moment.

"can I..change that for you?" hamzah asks, his voice filled with something you’ve never heard before.

"can I be the first to..." he pauses, his eyes locked with yours, "y’know, actually make you feel good?" He raises an eyebrow, his confidence growing. "can I taste you?"

"w-what?" you manage to croak out, your cheeks flaming. your throat feels suddenly dry, like you haven't had water in days. your body tenses slightly, your thighs pressing together unconsciously.

"hey.. hey, no pressure," hamzah quickly interjects, seeing the panic rising in your eyes. "we’re friends, right? let’s just try something, okay? you don't have to if you're not comfortable," he reassures, his voice softening.

hamzah sees you averting your eyes, deep in thought. he can almost see the wheels turning in your head as you consider his suggestion. he waits patiently, his expression neutral, trying not to pressure you further.

he swallows hard; oddly enough hoping you'll say yes.

you meet his gaze again, your cheeks still red. "yes," you squeak softly, barely audible. your thighs rub together slightly, wondering what this will feel like.

you trust hamzah. he's one of your best friends.

plus — you’re curious now.

as soon as the word 'yes' leaves your lips, something seems to snap inside Hamzah. his expression changes, a fierce intensity taking over his features. he stands up abruptly, leaning over you. a hand shoots out, gently cupping your face and tilting your head up towards him. hamzah leans down, his face mere inches from yours.

you can feel his breath hot on your lips as he whispers, "you're fucking gorgeous." before you can respond, his lips crash onto yours.

the soft moans and whimpers that escape your lips seem to drive Hamzah wild. he groans deeply, pulling away from the kiss just long enough to reposition himself. with a swift movement, he drops to his knees in front of you, his hands gripping your ankles firmly, keeping you on the edge.

hamzah looks up at you from his kneeling position, his eyes roaming over your now disheveled form. your lips are swollen from his kisses, your hair slightly tousled, and you look absolutely radiant.

"can I keep going?" he asks, his voice husky with desire, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your ankle. a stark contrast to the intense kiss he just gave you.

It's almost as if he's trying to calm himself down, or maybe he's testing your reaction.

“yes..” you mumble, sending a shiver through Hamzah. he sees your knuckles white from gripping the couch cushion, a sign that you're just as affected as he is. he slowly moves his hands up your legs, his touch gentle and soothing. "lift your legs, baby.”

you lift your legs, allowing Hamzah to slide his thick, warm fingers under the hem of your sweatpants. with a swift, deliberate motion, he tugs them down, exposing your thighs and then tossing the pants to the floor without a second thought. his eyes remain locked on yours as he does this.

he slides his hands back up your legs, gripping your bare flesh firmly. "let’s get rid of these too.” he says, reaching for your underwear.

"can I?" hamzah looks up from his kneeling position, his hands paused at the waistband of your underwear. his eyes meet yours questioningly, seeking your permission.

his expression is serious, almost boyishly innocent, waiting for your answer. his large hands rest lightly on your hips.

you nod, but hamzah doesn't move immediately. He tilts his head slightly and gives you a smirk. "need to hear it from those lips.” he says softly, his thumbs hook into the waistband of your underwear teasingly.

upir body writhes slightly at his words. your inner thighs rubbing together unconsciously. "hamzah," you whimper softly, your voice needy. "yes, please." you answer finally, your voice barely above a whisper. "good girl.” hamzah praises softly, his voice filled with desire.

in a swift motion, he pulls your underwear down, exposing you completely to him. your legs fall open slightly as he tosses the pretty fabric aside, his eyes darkening with something as he looks at you. "fuck.”

hamzah had been fantasizing about this moment for what felt like an eternity.

every stolen glance, every accidental touch had led up to this point. his heart pounding in his chest, he remembered all the nights he lay awake imagining your body beneath his hands.

now here you were.

as he takes in the sight of you, naked and open before him, a fleeting thought crosses his mind.

he wonders if this will change everything between you. if their friendship will survive this intense intimacy. but he pushes the thought away fiercely, refusing to let anything ruin this moment.

hamzah starts at your ankle.

pressing open-mouthed kisses up your calf slowly. each wet kiss elicits a giggle from you, his fingers digging gently into your thighs to keep your legs apart. he hears you whisper his name, forbidden and innocent.

as his lips reach your inner thigh.

you reach out to touch his jaw softly. Your fingers trail along his strong jawline before tangling in his grown-out curly blonde and brown hair.

hamzah catches your hand and presses a kiss to your palm. he spreads your legs wider without warning, making you gasp softly. his large shoulders push your thighs further apart. he leans down and captures your pretty, puffy clit softly between his lips, making you moan loudly.

hamzah hums, licking your wet folds slowly. he lifts your legs over his shoulders, moving impossibly closer. his large hands spread your thighs apart, his thumbs holding your pussy lips open. "fuck, you taste so sweet.” hamzah groans, pulling away for a moment. he presses his thumb against your clit, circling it firmly. "so fucking wet and pretty..” he praises, his voice thick with desire. “this for me?”

you whimper loudly as hamzah’s thumb works magic on your clit, pressing and rubbing just right. you nod rapidly, desperate for more of his touch. "hamzah... please..." you beg softly, spreading your legs wider for him without even knowing what you’re begging for.

hamzah grins, as two fingers push deep inside you without warning. he starts moving them side to side quickly, hitting that spot inside you that makes your vision blur. you grip his hair tightly, whimpering loudly as he eats you out mercilessly.

your body is on fire.

every nerve ending is alive and screaming for more as Hamzah's tongue works your clit while his thick fingers thrust in and out of you.

the sensation is overwhelming. his wet mouth sucking on your sensitive flesh combined with the deep thrusts of his fingers hitting that spot inside you perfectly.

hamzah pants heavily, pulling back to admire you writhing in pleasure. your cheeks are flushed, lips parted, and your pretty pussy glistening with your juices. "so fucking pretty..."

you whimper helplessly as hamzah flicks your clit teasingly with his finger. your legs try to close around his broad shoulders, seeking relief from the overwhelming pleasure. "uh-uh.” he chuckles, pushing your legs back open. "keep those pretty legs open for me..”

hamzah uses his large hand to press firmly against your lower stomach, holding you down as you try to lift your hips desperately for more contact. his grip is strong yet gentle enough not to hurt but enough to keep those hips pinned down exactly where he wants them.

hamzah repositions himself between your legs, changing the angle. his fingers pump in and out faster now, curling up slightly each time to hit that sweet spot inside you. the sound of your wetness and your increasingly loud moans fill the room. “uh-huh.. you got it, pretty.”

without warning, hamzah presses his lips to your swollen clit, kissing it gently before sucking it into his mouth. he sucks hard. his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as his fingers continue their relentless pace inside you.

the stimulation is too much, pushing you closer to the edge.

your body tenses, back arching off the couch as a powerful orgasm crashes over you. you squirt hard, your fluids gushing out and drenching the couch cushion beneath you. at the same time, a stream of your release hits Hamzah's lower face, coating his chin and neck.

"ffuck." he groans deeply, slowing his fingers until they stop completely. he looks up at your shaking legs, his face glistening with your release. moving slowly, he presses tender kisses along your inner thighs, then moves higher, trailing more kisses along your trembling skin.

JJ sits across from you on the small fishing boat, his muscular arms flexing as he casts his line into the calm lake waters. the sun is setting, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink.

you can feel the gentle rocking of the boat underneath you.

jj smirks mischievously, his eyes flicking up to meet yours before returning to the line in his hands. he deliberately leans forward, his shirt pulling taut across his chest. “c'mere for a sec.” he pats the seat beside him invitingly. "i need help with something."

you roll your eyes playfully, knowing full well that whatever ‘help’ your boyfriend needs likely has nothing to do with fishing.

you scoot over to sit beside him, the boat shifting slightly under your weight. “Uh-huh, and what do you need help with?"

jj grins wider, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone. “well, I can't seem to get this line right..." he holds up the fishing line innocently before letting it drop back into the water. "and I thought maybe your magical touch could help."

as you lean in closer to help him adjust the line, jj takes advantage of the moment, letting his hand brush against yours intentionally.

the boat rocks gently beneath them as JJ leans in closer too, his breath warm against your ear. “y’know what else I need help with?" he whispers.

you pull back slightly, a coy smile playing on your lips as you try to maintain some composure. you know exactly where this is going. "what could you possibly need help with that isn't fishing?"

his eyes darken with desire as he gently grabs your jaw with one hand, not forcefully, but just enough to hold you there. "y’know what..."

his whisper is barely audible over the gentle lapping of water against the boat.

without warning, JJ closes the distance between you two and kisses you deeply and passionately. his hand moves from your jaw to the back of your neck, pulling you closer as his other arm wraps around your waist.

this kiss is intense and demanding, making the boat rock gently beneath you.

breaking the kiss, JJ's hands slide down to your hips, gripping them firmly. with a swift motion, he lifts you up and sets you on his lap, facing him. the boat sways slightly as you settle in, your legs on either side of his.

his large hands squeeze your thighs gently before sliding up to your backside, giving it a firm grip. he pulls you flush against him so you can feel his growing hardness through his swim trunks.

his hands then roam up your back, pulling you into another deep kiss as he presses you closer.

his groan vibrates against your lips as you grind against him. one hand moves up to tangle in your hair while the other slides down to grip your hip, guiding your movements.

the thin fabric of your swimsuits is the only barrier between you, making the friction intense but agonizingly teasing.

your soft whimpers fill the cool air as JJ kisses and bites along your neck, marking you.

His teeth scrape against your skin as he sucks hard, leaving a visible hickey. his hands roam more urgently, one sliding under the edge of your bikini top to cup your breast through the fabric.

"fuck." he murmurs against your neck, feeling your desperate need. one hand slips under your bikini bottom, just barely brushing against your wet center through the fabric. his other hand moves to grip your hair tighter, pulling your head back slightly “y’want more?"

after you whined a small yes, in a swift motion, JJ tugs at the string of your bikini top, pulling it loose with one quick yank. Your breasts spill free, and he wastes no time in cupping them firmly, his thumbs brushing over your hard nipples.

"jesus. look at these perfect fuckin’ tits..." he whispers admiringly, running his hands over them reverently "fucking gorgeous.” His eyes meet yours, hooded with lust and love. "you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.” his voice is thick with desire.

his thumbs circle your nipples, making you whimper and squirm on his lap. he teases you mercilessly, knowing exactly how to drive you wild. he pinches and rolls your nipples between his fingers, making you arch your back and press your breasts into his hands.

his hand slides lower, teasingly brushing against your stomach before dipping between your legs. he hooks his finger in the string of your bikini bottom, tugging gently. his thumb finds your clit through the fabric of your bottoms, rubbing slow circles that make you whimper even louder. “shh.”

he glances around at the nearby boats docked at the marina. they're spread out, but still close enough that someone could potentially see or hear. he looks back at you, finding you bite your lip. He drops his voice lower.

“baby.." he kisses the side of your head softly, his finger still rubbing slow circles on your clit through your bikini bottom. His other hand grips your hip tightly. "you gotta be quiet, okay? someone might hear..." his whisper is husky and commanding. “don’t need them seeing or hearing what’s mine, yeah?”

you nod silently, biting your lip harder to hold back any sounds. he grins mischievously and hooks his fingers in your bikini bottoms, pushing the fabric aside roughly. his fingers slide inside you suddenly, making you jolt silently. he groans quietly against your neck. "shit, mama."

he kisses and sucks on your neck, marking you again.

he teases you with his thick fingers, slowly.

then, he adds his thumb to the mix, pressing and circling your clit. he whispers breathlessly in your ear, "all this f’me, baby?"

you can't help the quiet moan that escapes your lips as he hits just the right spot inside you. your nails dig into his shoulders hard enough to leave marks as you try to stay quiet but fail miserably under his expert touch. “Shh—shh.." jj whispers against your neck.

he feels you getting closer, your walls fluttering around his fingers. He suddenly stops moving, pulling his fingers out just as you were about to climax.

He kisses the side of your face to silence your frustrated whine, his fingers still teasing your entrance but not pushing back inside. “not yet, sweet girl.”

he grabs your neck possessively, pulling you close and covering your mouth with his.

the kiss is deep and hungry.

His tongue pushes past your lips, tangling with yours. His fingers spread your thighs wider without warning, almost painfully. He growls softly, his kiss swallowing any tiny sounds you make.

as you kiss him back passionately, you slide your hand between your bodies. you can feel his hard length pressing against your palm through the thin fabric of his swim shorts.

he groans quietly against your mouth, his fingers tightening on your neck possessively as you start to palm and squeeze him. he leans back on his hands, giving you better access.

his swim shorts are now tented obscenely as you work him through the fabric. he watches your body move on his lap, your breasts bouncing slightly. he spreads his legs wider, giving you more room to touch him.

you look up at him from under your lashes, teasingly. you slowly rub your palm over the bulge in his shorts.

you can feel how hard he is.

you bite your lower lip and do it again; slower this time. he watches your soft hand work him over the shorts.

he groans deeply, his grip on the back of your hair tightening painfully. he pulls you up by your hair, bringing your face to his. he buckled into your palm through the shorts. “stop fucking teasing.”

you try to hide your grin, biting your lip to keep from smiling too widely. he sees right through it, his eyes narrowing playfully. he sucks his teeth in a mock disapproving manner before giving your ass a quick, sharp slap.

the rings on his fingers making it sting, beautifully.

the slap makes you whimper softly, jolting forward. the boat rocks slightly from the sudden movement. he smirks at your reaction and motions towards his lap with his chin... “fix it.”

you quickly move down his body, settling between his spread legs. you pull down his swim shorts eagerly, freeing his hard length. without hesitation, you wrap your lips around him, taking him deep into your throat. he lets out a quiet hiss as the boat gently rocks with your movements. "good fuckin’ girl..”

he gathers your hair in his hand, pulling it back tightly into a ponytail. he holds it at the base, keeping it out of your face as he watches you intently. his other hand grips the boat, his knuckles turning white as you suck him off; like you’re trying to steal his soul.

“look at you, fuckin’ perfect, taking my dick so good.” his voice is low and husky with appreciation and arousal.

he tugs gently on your ponytail, pulling your head back slightly so he can watch his thick length slide in and out of your mouth.

he grunts sharply, feeling his release approach. he quickly pulls you off by your hair, making you whine. before you can protest, he pulls you up by your chin and crashes his mouth onto yours roughly.

the kiss is messy and intense.

you can taste himself on your tongue, the salty pre-cum flavor mingling with the warmth of his mouth.

His hands grip your face tightly, holding you in place as he kisses you deeply.

he breaks the kiss abruptly, leaving you both panting heavily. his hand reaches down between your legs, gripping his hard cock and teasing the sensitive head along your slick folds.

he rubs himself up and down your dripping pussy slowly, coating himself in your juices without pushing inside.

you whine pitifully, your legs trembling as you beg him to fuck you. "please fuck me...I need it...I need you inside—” your voice is desperate and pleading, your pussy clenching around nothing as you ache for his thick length to fill you.

he chuckles darkly and suddenly thrusts up hard, filling you completely in one swift motion. you moan out in pleasure, your legs wrapping around his waist as he hits that delicious spot inside you. he immediately covers your mouth with his large hand, muffling your loud moans. “gotta be quiet, baby.”

his ringed hand gripping your jaw tightly while the other digs into your hip. His rings leave little marks on your skin every time he pulls you down onto his cock.

each thrust is deep and hard, hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

as he fucks you harder, he leans down and presses wet kisses along your neck and ear, his breath hot against your skin. “you’re so fucking perfect, taking my cock so well.” he bites gently at your earlobe, his voice a low growl.

he suddenly grabs your hips and flips you over roughly onto your hands and knees on the boat floor.

the ground digs into your skin as he grabs your hair tightly and starts pounding into you from behind even harder than before.

each thrust makes a loud wet sound. "fuckk...this ass.”

he grabs both your hips tightly, tilting them upward for a better angle. his rings dig into your skin as he begins fucking you at this new angle, hitting that special spot deep inside.

the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes as water splashes around you from the movement.

he reaches around your body with his ringed hand and grabs your neck firmly, pulling you back against his chest as he continues fucking you from behind. his grip tightens slightly as he leans down pressing kisses onto your shoulder while maintaining control. “i got you..”

suddenly, JJ notices a faint light flickering down the dock.

he immediately releases your neck and his hand quickly moves from your hip to between your legs. his fingers find your clit and start rubbing firm circles while still thrusting into you. “shh.” he whispers urgently against your ear.

as JJ continues to toy with your clit, he can feel your body tensing up. he groans low in your ear as your pussy clenches tightly around his cock, your orgasm washing over you. he quickly covers your mouth with his hand again, muffling your loud moans.

his hand over your mouth does little to muffle the loud, echoing moans that escape you as your orgasm peaks.

JJ's grip on your hips tightens as he pulls out suddenly, his cock throbbing as he strokes it quickly against your ass, shooting ropes onto the arch of it.

the loud yell of an angry man's voice suddenly cuts through the night; "OI! What the fuck is that noise?!" JJ chuckles, quickly throwing his shirt at you to cover up your naked body, before rushing to start the boat motor.

He throws a glance back at you with a smirk.

you quickly slip on JJ's shirt. his smell still fresh on the fabric.

while simultaneously untying the rope holding the boat to the dock.

rafe grabs your hair tightly, his other hand gripping your jaw firmly as he pushes his thick cock deep into your throat without warning.

you gag and choke around him, tears streaming down your face as he holds you in place, fucking your mouth roughly. “take it..." He growls,

you had spent the entire day teasing rafe, throwing sarcastic remarks and playful jabs at him, knowing full well how much it got under his skin.

rafe, seeing your lips swollen and your eyes watering, finally pulled back, allowing his cock to slip out of your mouth with a wet pop. you gasped for air, spit dripping from your pouty lips down your chin as you coughed and spluttered.

“little brat," he growls, gripping your jaw tighter, tilting your face towards him. with his other hand, he collects the mixture of spit and his pre-cum from your chin and spreads it across your lips, slipping two wet fingers inside your mouth.

his jaw tightens as you start sucking on his fingers, your tongue swirling around them like you know exactly what you're doing.

he watches your eyelashes flutter up at him innocently, his cock throbbing at the sight.

"fuckin’ slut," he whispers harshly, pulling his fingers out of your mouth and grabbing both sides of your face. he squeezes your cheeks together, pushing your lips into an exaggerated pout as he leans closer.

"gonna take it like a good slut, aren't you?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous. he brushes your messy hair back from your face, his fingers tangling in the strands before he roughly scrunches it into a ponytail at the nape of your neck.

you nod as best as you can with your hair pulled tight, your eyes wide as you look up at him. rafe responds by gripping your ponytail tightly at the root, making you whimper as he pulls your head back slightly, you stick out your tongue.

he smirks, his tongue poking at his cheek as he takes his hard cock and slides it back into your mouth.

he pushes deep until you gag again but he doesn’t pull away he keeps going deeper until he hits the back of your throat.

"fuck—“ he groans as you gag loudly. he pulls back slightly only to push you back down again harshly. he finds a brutal rhythm, pulling away a little each time you gag before shoving himself deep again and again, making wet choking sounds echo around the room.

your mouth is filled to the brim. his thick length stretching your jaw wide. each thrust hits the back of your throat, making you gag and choke violently.

spit and saliva drip down your chin and neck as he uses your mouth mercilessly.

rafe suddenly grabs your hair even tighter, holding your head still as he pushes deep into your throat one last time.

“hey babe. i’m back.” hamzahs voice echoed through his apartment.

he’d been going to the gym a lot lately to prepare for the fight with martin. “how was it?” you asked him walking out of his room to meet him in the living room.

your eyes immediately looking him up and down, taking in his sweaty form. starting at his newly blonde buzz cut.

hamzahs arms bulging so beautifully out of his tight black tank top, the sweat glistening in the dim apartment light.

everything about him was stirring something inside you, and clearly he noticed. “why’re you lookin at me like that?” he smiled, his hands going to your shoulders, squeezing them. “you just look..” you bite your lip, your own hands going up his arms pausing at his biceps and giving them a squeeze.

hamzah tilts his head a little, raising his eyebrow. “look?”

“fucking hot.” hamzah laughs, rolling his eyes dropping his hands walking towards his room. obviously he doesn’t believe it, due to him feeling gross and sweaty “yeah alright.”

“i’m serious. you look good.” you say from behind him as he tugs off his shirt for a shower.

he turns around, your eyes immediately looking over his toned stomach; your lip going between your teeth. “yeah? you think?” he flex’s his arms. his bicep muscles, flexing.

you nod, reaching up to run your nails across the muscle, admiring. “i do.” your words making hamzah feel warm inside.

“come ‘ere.” hamzah grins pulling you ontop of him, falling ontop of the bed, squealing as you fall. his legs keeping you ontop of him by locking them together with his, as his hands tickle your sides, making you jolt on his lap. “hamzah! stop!” your beautiful laugh egging him on despite your words for him to stop.

hamzah loved your laugh. he’d act a fool if it meant to see and hear you laugh for the rest of his life.

after a few seconds he stopped, unlatching his legs, making you fall forward again his hard chest. your breathing slowed moments after, but you stayed in his arms. hamzahs hand rubbing up and down your back.

moments like these you really appreciated. the warmth from his hold made you feel safe, and loved.

you couldn’t ever imagine feeling this way for anyone else.

you lifted your head from under his chin, looking at his face. hamzah met your sparkling eyes, “quit looking at me like that.” hamzah, brushed hair from your face. you laughed. “like what?” “like you want me.”

“i do want you.”

hamzah sat up on his elbows, making you sit up on his lap. “yeah?” he asked. you nodded in return. “yes.”

his hands gripped your hips firmly as he pulled you closer, so you were straddling him completely. a smirk played on his lips before he captured them with his own in a sudden, passionate kiss. hamzahs tongue parted your lips, exploring your mouth eagerly while one hand slid up your back and into your hair.

your hands found their way to his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his tank as his kisses grew needier. hamzah's fingers tangled in your hair, pulling slightly as he deepened the kiss. his other hand moved down your back, pressing you closer until there was no space between you. as you pressed against him, you felt his hard-on pushing against your pussy through his thin shorts.

you moaned softly into his mouth when it rubbed against your clit just right. hamzah groaned at your reaction, his grip tightening on your hips as he rolled them up against you.

his hands roamed over your body, squeezing your ass and gripping your thighs as he guided your movements. the sound of your wet panties rubbing against his shorts filled the room along with your moans. suddenly, hamzah lifted you up and flipped positions so fast that you gasped.

"off," he growled, yanking at your sweatpants and pulling them down along with your soaking wet panties. he was almost desperate, his hands shaky as he tried to get them off your body quickly.

"jesus," he muttered, throwing your clothes aside and spreading your legs without warning.

he took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm the storm raging inside him. his eyes darkened as he looked between your legs, seeing how wet you were for him.

without hesitation, he hooked his fingers into your thighs and pulled them apart wider, exposing you completely to his hungry gaze.

he leaned down and pressed wet kisses along your stomach, his breath hot against your skin. he stuck out his tongue and let a drop of spit fall directly onto your pussy— using his finger, he spread the spit around your lips and clit before slowly slipping his finger inside your pretty hole.

"mmmph," you moaned softly, arching your back as he slowly slid his finger in and out of you. the sound of his fingers squelching in your wetness filled the room, and he used his arm to hold your leg down, keeping you open for him.

"so pretty," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. be kissed your clit gently, sucking softly before releasing it with a pop. his fingers moved faster inside you, curling upwards.

you whimpered loudly, your legs trying to close instinctively as he hit that perfect spot inside you. hamzah immediately pushed your leg back down, sucking his teeth in frustration. "stay still, sweetheart," he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.

he began to finger you faster, hitting that spot repeatedly while his thumb circled your clit. your moans grew louder and more desperate, your body shaking with pleasure. "that’s it," he encouraged, watching as your pussy clenched around his fingers.

as your orgasm crashed over you, hamzah kissed your hip bone gently, his fingers still moving inside you as he felt your pussy convulse around him. he groaned deeply against your skin, feeling your juices coating his fingers as he continued to pleasure you through the aftershocks of your release.

"y’did so good, sweetheart," he praised, his voice soft and loving. he kissed your leg gently, his fingers trailing up your side as he brushed the hair out of your face.

then, he turned his attention to you, holding the side of your face tenderly as he kissed you deeply.

suddenly youpushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips. "baby—," he groaned softly, already knowing what you wanted. You grinded against his hard bulge. "you’re gonna ride me?" he asked hoarsely.

you nodded eagerly, your cheeks flushing pink. he swallowed hard, his voice dropping an octave. "you have no idea how sexy you look right now."

he grabbed his length and positioned it at your entrance. "go slow, baby."

as you slowly sat down on his length, the room filled with the sound of wet squelches and your both moaning loudly. he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pulling you down as he pushed up, filling you completely. "shit, baby," he groaned into your neck.

he praised you, watching as you slowly raised and lowered yourself onto his length. he gripped your sides tightly, guiding your movements; pushing you down hard and slow, making wet, lewd noises echo through the room.

your mouth opened in a small 'o' as he pushed you down, taking him to the hilt. his thick length spread you open, filling every inch of your pussy. he moaned deeply, his hands squeezing your sides as he helped you lift up and down his length, each movement slow and deliberate.

as you rode him, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss your neck and shoulder, pushing your hair out of the way with one hand while the other continued to guide your movements.

his kisses were hot and open-mouthed, leaving marks on your skin as he became more and more lost in pleasure.

"baby—baby, fuck, ima gonna cum," he groaned loudly, his fingers digging into your sides as his movements became more urgent. his thick length throbbed inside you, growing even larger as he got closer to the edge. "keep riding me like that, sweetheart,"

you whimpered, your movements becoming faster and more desperate as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge. "that’s it..” he encouraged through gritted teeth, his own orgasm building rapidly. he lifted his hips to meet yours, pushing deeper into you.

as you both came down from your high, hamzah gently brushed your hair out of your face and kissed the side of your cheek. "y’okay?" he asked softly, his voice laced with affection.

“yeah that’s good—that’s good..” you trailed off, voice suggestive; leaning your head back onto the pillows and letting your eyes close in bliss.

only for you to yank the phone from your face to muffle a whimper when lip swats your thigh to pay attention to his sisters voice on the other side of the line.

earlier that afternoon, Lip had stormed into your dorm room after you’d gotten back from class.

lip was hungry — but not for food.

he'd pushed you down onto the small bed, spreading your legs wide. He'd eaten you out like he was starving, his tongue deep, lips sucking your clit.

lips face was completely mess with your wetness, spit strings connecting his lips to your pussy as he devoured you. you arched your back, fingers tangling in his curly hair, moans escaping freely.

that familiar warm tingling started low in your belly, building pressure with each flick of his tongue.

just as the pleasure was about to crest, the sharp ring of your phone cut through the fog of ecstasy. Lip paused, looking up at you with messy, half-lidded eyes. "y’gonna get that, sweetheart?" he mumbled against your inner thigh, his hot breath sending shivers up your spine.

you looked at him like he was crazy for suggesting you pause mid-orgasm for a fucking phone call.

“answer it.” Lip insisted, sitting up slightly, wiping his wet chin. you picked up the phone, seeing Fiona's name flash on the screen. "It's your sister—“

lip lowered his mouth back down to your pussy, spreading your thighs wide over his shoulders. His big hands gripped your inner thighs tightly. He placed a soft, sucking kiss right above your pubic bone. "answer it.” he murmured softly,

lip’s sister, Fiona, is on the line, oblivious to the situation on the other end. fiona's voice is laced with suspicion, "you okay over there?"

"You sound weird.” she continues.

you attempt to keep your voice steady despite the pleasure coursing through your body. "no-no I'm fine, just uh..." your words trail off as Lip's tongue swirls around your sensitive clit. "...dropped the phone." you bite your lip to stifle a moan.

Fiona, still suspicious but accepting your explanation, says, "okay, weirdo. Call me back after you get the job info." you hear the line go dead and toss the phone aside, ignoring the fact that you’re gonna have to call her again later and make up a lie on why you didn’t hear that stuff she said when she’d called you the first time.

glaring down at Lip with a mix of annoyance and lust.

you’d whimpered out ‘i hate you’s but hes not deterred by your glare or words, he even doubles his efforts, tongue flicking rapidly over your clit.

you arched your back, your hands gripping the sheets as you begged, "please don't stop..." Your voice was high and desperate, completely at odds with the glare you'd given him moments ago.

he pulled back slightly to catch his breath. His eyes dropped down to your pussy, swollen and wet from his mouth. he spit on it, watching as the saliva hit your lower lips.

He then flattened his tongue and flicked it rapidly side to side, making your hips buck uncontrollably. his groan vibrated against your sensitive flesh as his flat tongue continued to flick rapidly side to side.

His hips shifted into the mattress, trying to find relief for his rock hard length trapped behind his boxers. He could feel the wet spot growing on the fabric, a testament to his arousal.

His hand on your lower stomach pressed you down, making it impossible for you to buck your hips up any further. his big shoulders spread your thighs wider as he buried his face between them, his fingers curling and hooking inside you to hit that magical spot over and over again as he devoured you.

as lips fingers hit that spot inside you, your whimpers filled the room, raw and unfiltered. Your head lifted off the pillow, eyes glazed with pleasure as you looked down at him.

He could see the ecstasy written all over your face, and it only spurred him on more.

He pulled his mouth away from your pussy long enough to smirk up at you, his lips wet with your juices. "thats the spot, huh?" he asked teasingly, his fingers still curling and pressing against that perfect spot inside you. you could only whimper and nod, your legs trembling uncontrollably.

He pressed a soft, wet kiss against you before curling his fingers even more, pumping them in and out of you at a faster pace. "t’feel good, baby?" he murmured, his voice muffled against your sensitive flesh as you whimpered and moaned loudly, unable to form actual words.

his fingers still moving expertly inside you. "Fuck, you're tight.” he muttered, pumping faster. "and so fucking wet for me."

his eyes darkened as his fingers moved faster, hitting that sweet spot relentlessly. "y’know what I want?" lip muttered, his voice dropping low.

“shit— you’re so pretty. i can’t get enough of this pussy, sweetheart.” josh grunted, his big calloused hands gripping your thighs, holding them up, switching the angle to get deeper.

as if he wasn’t already in your fucking guts.

it had been round for round by now; you’d came at least three times already and so now every touch, nip, kiss, and tug had been amplified making you feel everything so much more stronger.

“oh, i know.. i know.” he’d coo, his voice soft compared to his deep bruising thrusts, not faltering. every time his fat tip kissing your sweet spot that’d make you gush and whine. His hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back to meet his thrusts.

her small hand reached back, trying to pry his fingers off her hip, to make him slow down or stop. but he just tsked, leaning forward to nip at her earlobe. "not until you cum one more time, princess. one more time for me." he growled softly.

she moaned, her face pressed into the sweat-soaked bedsheets, breasts squirming beneath her as she tried to brace herself against his relentless thrusts. each deep plunge sent tremors through her, bringing her closer to that inevitable precipice of pleasure. "Mmph..."

"look at this pretty little pussy," joshua murmured, glancing down between their sweat-slicked bodies. He could see the creamy ring adorning his thick shaft each time he withdrew, her arousal coating him completely. With a smirk, he thrust particularly deep, feeling her tight walls flutter around him.

"my pretty little pussy..." he muttered under his breath, keeping her thighs tightly gripped while smoothly flipping their positions. Now looking down at her face, flushed and desire-ridden, he began fucking her fast and deep. "you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, angel."

her eyes were glazed over, lips plump and slightly parted, hair a wild mess. her breasts bounced with each powerful thrust, the hand on her lower belly adding delicious pressure. With a smirk, he hitched her leg over his shoulder, deepening the angle and intensity of his thrusts.

"fuckkk..." he groaned deeply, eyes rolling back as her tight, wet warmth clenched around his cock. her nails digging into his back only pushed him closer to the edge, but he was determined to see her finish first. with each quick thrust, he could feel her building towards that peak.

his voice, usually so deep, turned velvet soft, "are you gonna cum for me, princess?" his thumb found her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure as he maintained eye contact. her eyes fluttered, lips parted, and she whimpered out that single, breathy "yeah..." she felt her release on the borderline.

he grinned mischievously, "Yeah?" before she could respond, he began fucking her even faster, his hips slapping against hers. her pussy clenched tightly around him, he felt warm, liquid gush out, pushing his thick length out.

he looked down, his eyes widening as he watched his cock glisten with her arousal. A loud, guttural groan escaped his throat as he quickly gripped his shaft, pumping it furiously.

the sight of her, flushed and blissed out, was too much for him to handle. thick, warm ropes of his cum landed on her thigh, his eyes never leaving her angelic, post-orgasmic face. he panted heavily, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

as Josh collapsed beside her, he couldn't help but chuckle softly, noticing how your legs were tangled and how some of his release had dribbled messily onto the sheets. with a playful smirk, he draped an arm heavily across your midsection, pulling you close.

stiles was sprawled on his bed, his girlfriend straddled his waist. They were fully clothed, making out. Stiles' hands gripped her thighs tightly, his hips lifting slightly to create friction between their bodies. "god—" you moaned.

was stiles a virgin? yes, but that didn't stop his body from reacting instinctively.

his breath hitched every time she ran her fingers through his hair, or dug her nails into his maroon colored shirt covered shoulders. the way she was grinding down on his dick, slowly but firmly, was driving him fucking crazy.

His dick was rock hard in his jeans, pressing uncomfortably against the denim. He knew he should probably stop, or at least slow down, but he was enjoying the feeling of her warm body against his too much.

she noticed his reaction and bit back a smile, grinding down deliberately harder.

"f-fuck," he moaned out, his grip on her thighs painfully tight as he held her in place. "If you keep moving like that, I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum in my pants." His face was flushed, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold back.

she leaned forward, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as she continued to move against him. "stiles," she moaned softly, her breath hot against his ear. "you feel so good..”

stiles' brain was going fuzzy, he could barely form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. his body entirely focused on the sensation of her wetness grinding against his hard dick.

he could feel how wet she was through her thick sweatpants. every time she moved, he could feel the slickness between her legs rubbing against his hard-on. stiles knew her panties were ruined. the cotton probably see-through with her arousal.

his groans grew heavier and louder, vibrating through his chest. he couldn't think straight, couldn't do anything but feel the sensation of her weight, smell, and friction against him, the way her body moved beautifully.

she gripped his shoulders harder, lifting herself slightly before pushing down harder, making him groan loudly. she kissed his neck, sucking slightly to leave a mark. "like that?" she whispered, doing it again. stiles could only nod, his eyes screw shut, trying to focus on not painting his jeans white. his grip on her thighs almost brutal.

she leaned back slightly, her eyes admiring his mole littered, flushed face. "I want to hear you." she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Stiles nodded vigorously, panting heavily. "yes," he gulped, his eyes finally opening and drifting down between their bodies.

they were so close.

the heat and friction almost unbearable. stiles let out a loud, guttural groan, his hips bucking up to meet hers. "fuck, fuck, fuck.." he chanted, his face contorted in pleasure.

she could feel it building; her own orgasm coiling tightly in her belly. her moans grew louder, more desperate, matching his rhythm. her fingers tangled in his dark, messy strands, tugging gently as she rode him harder. "stiles," she gasped, her voice breathy and needy.

he buried his face in her neck, kissing and biting gently as he muttered incoherent praises. "soso good, baby, so good…” he babbled, his hands gripping her hips possessively as he took over, grinding her against himon his lap.

with a muffled, deep groan pressed against her neck, stiles came hard in his jeans and boxers, his cock twitching violently. He kissed and nipped at her neck desperately, still grinding up against her even as his orgasm overtook him.

she soon followed, her own release washing over her in intense waves. she whimpered softly, her fingers tightening in his hair as she pressed herself closer, riding out her own orgasm against his still-hard lap.

they stayed like that for a moment, panting against each other, their hearts beating wildly.

the slow but firm roll of his hips, made the squelching from your pussy echo louder, your combined fluids dripping down your inner thighs and onto his already; squirt, and spit stained sheets.

rafes hand is still pressed down on your mid back to keep you pressed against the bed to make sure you stopped squirming; hours ago.

his other hand wrapped firmly around the base of his thick cock, controlling how much you could take at at time.

your moans were raw and squeaky, your legs felt like jello and the way he hit that heavenly spot inside you, made you see stars.

“still with me, pretty girl?” rafes voice rough and a pinch to your plush hip kept you aware.

his fat leaky mushroom tip pushing past your warm tight walls, in-and-out almost torturously slow. his clouded icey eyes utterly in a trance with your pussy; squeezing him like a vice.

“uh— mhm..”

it had been hours after you finally agreed to have rafe fuck you raw, and he wasn’t about to rush the experience.

when rafe pulled back, a beautiful white creamy ring formed around his cock, making him groan.