Smitten 😘

Think about what that means for you. The one thing that ends sex, the built in mercy of a man finishing, is gone. I get to fuck you for as long as I want because we’re not building toward anything. I’m not edging and I don’t need to hold back. I’m never going to cum and you’re going to stay pinned underneath me while I thrust into you and watch you spiral.

You’ll cum first. Obviously. Probably within a few minutes because I can barely feel anything unless I’m fucking you rough. And then you’ll cum again. And again. And the third one will feel different because by then you’ll already be trembling and overstimulated, and I’m still fucking you at the same relentless pace I started with.

That’s when the panic sets in. That little flicker behind your eyes when you realize oh. This really could go on forever. And your body keeps cumming because it doesn’t know what else to do with the stimulation. Each one strips away a little more of your ability to think until you’re just lying there shaking and moaning and drooling into the pillow with your eyes vacant and your tongue hanging out. But it’s doesn’t matter to me. I’m still going. Same pace. Same depth. Watching your face get emptier.

Eventually all you’ll have left are your little whimpers and you’ll beg me to take the condom off. You know the only way this ends is if I finish and the only way I finish is skin on skin. So you beg me to cum inside you because it’s the only way to make it stop. The slut who wanted to be safe will beg to be filled with cum because hours of being fucked past your limit turned sweet sticky cum into a mercy you’re desperate for.

And you’re so pretty when you beg for it. So maybe I’ll take it off. Maybe I’ll finally slide into you with nothing between us. And you’ll feel the difference immediately as your wrecked oversensitive pussy clenches so hard around my bare cock and I finally tip over the edge. Maybe I’ll cum so deep inside you and you’ll feel it flood your womb and your whole body will shudder with relief because it’s finally over.

Hanging out with my best friend in her room. Just laying around, watching tv, snacking, and talking. We hear the front door open and clothes meaning someone from her family is home. She looks at the clock and sighs, it's probably my dad. She looks at me, you know I told you about- hey...no worries, I don't mind it. Are you sure? We hear his footsteps coming upstairs, I can leave the room if you'd like. Girlie, I told you I don't mind but If it makes you uncomfortable- it doesn't! Just...I like having you around, I don't wanna lose you because this day fell on our sleepover.

I smile at her, I really don't mind... I think it's hot. Plus y'all only do this once a month? Don't miss it because I'm here! I think he's extra excited knowing you're here... she smiles bashfully and I shake my head and her dad walks in. Hi sir! Hi dad! Hi girls! He walks over and kisses both of our foreheads. He's already bulging in his pants and I can see my best friend biting her lip. I giggle as I look at them, what are you two sweeties doing? Just watching a movie, I lean back and watch as he wraps an arm around his daughters waist. My little girl already told you the rules in this house tonight? I nod and smile, all informed sir! Good girls, our once a month free use Friday are very important in this house...helps with our unity.

It's true! So many less arguments as of late, she giggles and leans up kissing her dad. Keep watching your movie, don't mind me. He flips my best friend onto her stomach facing the tv. Lay next to her sweetheart, you don't have to watch. I almost let out a disappointment whine, I definitely did want to watch but I listen to him. Laying next to my best friend I feel him behind us. We watch the screen but I know when he's pushing into her. He's pressed against her body next to me. The small gasp that leaves her lips and the bed starts to shake with each thrusts. It takes everything in me to try and not watch them. But her moans are getting louder, I'm still sensitive. She whimpers softly, mommy had me this morning. Aw baby...why didn't you say so earlier? I know your stressed- still you should've told me.

He pulls out of her and she whines, that doesn't mean I didn't want it. You need to learn to wait, I glance at the two. I...I can take you, sir... They both turn to me. His cock jolts with need as it drips precum and is covered in my best friends wetness. Aw, baby that's such a nice offer but- yes! My best friend jumps up, please dad! Please fuck her! She's here and she's offering! I squeak when I feel her pulling my panties to the side. Spreading my legs for her dad then my cunt. I shiver as cold air hits it, she's even wet! Please dad! Are you sure about this? I nod slowly, I can take it... Know you can, you've always been such a well behaved girl. He shuffles on the bed as he gets behind me.

"im sorry kid but big brother has to teach you what happens if you go out and get drunk like this. it's for your own good"

his tongue is in your mouth before you can even protest, and you feel yourself getting wet thinking about big brother's cock. you hesitate for a bit but you're too drunk to think straight so you just let it happen.

... then you have to make yourself cum. If you're at work you shouldn't be on here in the first place, go to the bathroom and cum. If you're in a class/lecture, you should be focusing, go somewhere quiet and cum. If you're with friends or family, excuse yourself and go cum. Be the desperate and needy little porn addict and cum cum CUM.

“f-fuck..please…please don’t-“ my voice shook, another moan coaxed out of me beautifully. i swore i could almost feel you smirk. lips coated in me, dripping down your chin.

my hips rocked involuntarily, back and forth..pressing down against you. tongue flat against my folds, collecting all of it. i was soaked, so wet it’d practically dripped down my thighs before you’d even dropped to your knees.

tracing up, and swirling around my clit, and my knees gave out (again). feeling your hands tighten, enough i’d have those pretty blooming purple bruises across the soft skin of my hips by the time you were done.

so close, already.

another lick and the noise of your lips sucking softly on my swollen puffy clit and i saw stars.

“wanna-fuck…please can i..” i spluttered, too gone to even form a coherent sentence. because no matter how badly i wanted to cum, i wouldn’t..not until you’d given me permission. legs shaking as i tried to focus, risking a glance downward.

fuck.

on your knees, your hair wrapped around my fingers..eyes half lidded. and when you blinked up, that knowing look, mouth twitching up in the corner..dripping with me. undeniable proof of how badly i needed this. your tongue darting out, tasting me.

“please” i tried again, breathless. chest heaving but i didn’t move.

“yeah baby, cum for me..” you nodded, dipping back down. tongue slipping between my folds one last time while your nose nudged my sensitive clit and i whimpered. a needy noise, lips parted and moaning out soft broken “thank yous” while my thighs tightened around you. keeping you there.

you moved slower now, not stopping..guiding me through it. cleaning up your mess until my body finally went lax, all soft and pliant for you.

your hands stayed, one pressed to my hip..the other splayed across the curve of my ass. the only thing keeping me upright.

rising to your feet, eyes locked on mine. i felt one hand slide up..slowly, following every soft curve and leaving goosebumps behind. finding my jaw, my cheeks.