being friends with benefits with cal would be so amazing. especially the way the whole thing started…
so calum is one of your best friends, you’d known him for the past few years. it was hard to admit, but you had always found him attractive, and when you had first met him, you had definitely fantasized about fucking him. but you had too much pride to admit that to him, and promised yourself you would only do something with him if he started it.
calum on the other hand was fucking frustrated. for years he’d been dropping hints and trying to get u to fuck him. he wanted you so bad, he was always staring at your boobs and thighs and he went crazy every time you bent over or moved so your ass was on show. he spent his days thinking about how pretty you’d look with his dick in your mouth, or how bad he wanted you to ride him. so every time you came around he’d do things like stroke your cheek and put his fingers in your mouth when you guys are talking, hug you from behind and bury his face in your neck, and make little jokes like “we should fuck without feelings,” or “lemme break your back”, “wanna choke on my dick?”.
and so one day, you’re sleeping over at michael and crystals place after a night of drinking, and calum is there with the other guys of course. he teases you all night just like he always does and then at one point in the night you go to the bathroom. calum sees it at his moment to have you alone, and follows. he slips in the bathroom with you to your surprise. “cal!” you gasp, “what are you doing?”
he moves in close to you, locking the door behind him. “just wanted to be with you alone for a minute,” he smiles.
“why?” you ask, your breath fluttering as he moves in closer, his fingers traveling up your neck.
“‘cuz…i really wanna fuck you,” he whispers in your ear, pressing his hard dick into you, “and i think you wanna fuck me too, really bad.”
“cal…” you close your eyes and move your hand to cals hard on to rub it over his jeans. “we shouldn’t, they’re gonna hear us.”
calum suddenly grabs you and turns you around so your back is against his chest and his dick is pressed up against your ass. “i can just tease you then,” he murmurs, biting your neck gently. “fuck, you’re getting me so hard.”
you moan lightly and grind your ass against him, thinking about how nice it would feel to take his cock. calum starts squeezing your boobs with one hand and fingering you with the other and it’s about all you can take.
“calum, please, fuck me.” you moan.
“anything for you, baby,” he replies, pulling your shorts and panties down. he slaps your ass a few times while kissing your neck.
you then hear him unzipping his pants and pulling his dick out and your heart is pounding. the thought of fucking your best friend was overwhelming, especially with how gorgeous he was and how experienced he seemed. you feel calum’s hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you down to your knees. “open your mouth, pretty girl,” he says, pleased when you immediately obey.
he slaps the tip of his cock against your tongue a few times, letting his precum drip into your mouth. “you’re soooo cute,” he groans when you wrap your hand around him and start to suck. “i can’t believe this is finally happening.” he soaks it all in, throwing his head back and pulling at your hair while you choke and gag on his length. you twist your hand around what you can’t fit in your mouth and lick and suck his tip.
calum eventually gets tired of letting you do all the work, even though he loves it, he really want to fuck your face. so he grabs a handful of your hair and asks, “ready, baby? gonna fuck your face now.” and you just nod. he starts thrusting his hips into your face, loving the sound of you gagging and how gorgeous you look when you pull away from him, panting and whining, tears streaming down your face. “good job, baby,” he says once he’s done, “c’mere, wanna put my dick in you.”
“please, cal,” you reply, standing up. “you can fuck me however you want.”
he nods and props you up on the sink, dipping his fingers inside you. he fingers you for a while, kissing you, and you tug at his curls, then he pulls his fingers out and starts teasing his dick at your entrance. “tell me how bad you want it. want you to tell me how much you loved sucking my cock. want you to tell me you’ve wanted to fuck me forever.”
you bite your lip, turned on by calum’s desperation. “i want you so bad, calum,” you respond, “i’ve wanted you for the longest time, thought about fucking you forever…sucking you off was a dream come true, baby…wish i could do it all day.”
“fuck,” he says, pushing his dick inside you and slipping his fingers in your mouth, “this is everything i’ve ever wanted.”
with that, he starts fucking you roughly, snapping his hips into yours. you both moan rhythmically, entranced by the feeling of being so close to each other. calum kisses you while his strokes go deeper and faster.he props your legs upward to get a better angle, and fucks you for a while like that, slapped by your ass every now and then, but gets frustrated when he keeps slipping out. “you’re so wet for me,” he mutters, pulling you off the sink and spinning you around so your bent over it. “look at yourself while i fuck you,” he orders, fucking into you steadily. you do as he says, watching yourself in the mirror above the sink. your eyes drift up to calum’s face, and you stare for a bit, admiring how it contorts and twists with his moans, how his eyes squeeze shut.
“your cock feels so good, cal,” you moan, knowing he loves the praise, and you look over your shoulder at him batting your eyelashes, “want you to cum in me,”
your words turn him on so much that it only takes a few more deep thrusts before he’s releasing his load in you. you feel a warm liquid dripping down your thigh and you sigh as calum pulls out of you, slapping your ass one more time.
“that was so good,” he pants, staring at you. “um…” he suddenly turns bright red, “i hope this doesn’t like, ruin our friendship or anything.”
“it doesn’t,” you assured him, although you weren’t sure of what to say next.
luckily, calum spoke what you were really feeling: “well, maybe we could do it again sometime, just, like, for fun. like how we just did.”
you feel yourself blush, and quickly nod “id like that.”
“good,” he says with a smile, then he starts to move on towards you, how smile growing bigger, “how about round two?”
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