BIKERS RUINED MY LIFE

     He murmured something, about to wake up. Before he opened his eyes you straddled his lap and leaned down to kiss him. His eyes widened for just a second and he returned your kiss, grunting in approval. His hands felt like fire on the skin of your hips. He was growing between your legs and you rubbed your ass against it. Your mouths parted when he traveled to your collarbone. He pushed you gently so you could sit with your back straight and swift move; suddenly the nightdress was on the floor. He cupped your left breast with one hand and sucked and kissed the right one. The other hand grabbed your ass and then began to search the way to your slit. You moaned together. 

       "I can get used to waking up like this", he panted and bit your neck  "I’ll tie you to my bed so you can’t leave."

     You were his friend but he had it bad. He had wondered many times what would be like to touch you, to make you moan under his ministrations. The thought of your smile, your curves, your smell, your smooth skin always followed him, but the real thing was so much better. He was painfully hard, twitching in anticipation. 

       He lifted you with a hand and, with another, pulled your panties off your hips violently. You lowered his boxers at his tights and noticed he was seeping pre-cum already. Your mouth filled with saliva, and you bent down to suck it all. He cursed under his breath.          

     You slid your pussy all over his length, soaking him. You couldn’t wait to feel him inside you. You lifted your hips a little just to position him and sank slowly. The sensation of the burning and the stretching, inch by inch until he disappeared into you, was amazing. You moved up to repeat the movement but his hands clutched you in place, mid-air. His hips met yours, trusting upwards hard at a delicious pace. His name escaped your lips like a prayer, and you had no choice but to let the pleasure waves lick your body. 

     You kissed him gently for a moment, getting down from your high, then started to fuck him again. You were working your hips when suddenly he stopped you, locking his arms around your waist, holding you in place. 

     "Argh baby, don’t move, please." he made a face and laughed. He was flushed and panting. Sexy as fuck.

     "Why not?" You joked, but the thought of him accidentally flooding you made you even hornier!

     “Fuck, Y/N, don’t do that to me!’- He whimpered as you tried to move.

     He was inside you, growing even more, but you obeyed; didn’t move your hips. Luckily, he didn’t say a word about squeezing him with your walls. 

      "What are you do-" He was gasping and looking into your eyes "Fuck, Y/N! I’m gonna punish you so bad!"

     You smiled and sustained his gaze as your walls jerked him. The wild lust in his eyes pushed you over the edge.  He moaned, clutching your neck with one hand. You felt him throb, shooting loads of hot cum inside you. 

     You both were laid, panting, and smiling at the ceiling when the sun started to rise. Your fingers intertwined. You felt happy.

     "I’m thinking of a punishment for you." He laughed. "I know it sounds cliche, but you're too hot to be true."

       "Think well or I’ll do it again." you laid on his chest, feeling sleepy.

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