valley

Alone

It was a late Sunday morning, and you were sleeping in over at your boyfriend's house. The two of you were tangled in Matt's sheets, legs intertwined, and lips interlocked, taking advantage of the fact that this had been your first chance for alone time in weeks.

Rays of sunlight filtered in through Matt's thin, flowy curtain, bathing the two of you in a warm glow. The bedroom door was cracked open, and the house was quiet besides the soft sounds of Matt kissing down your body and you giggling in response.

Matt slowly inched down on the bed. He positioned himself between your legs while you were on your back, hooking his finger into your cotton panties and pulling them to the side. He smirked, and his gaze flickered up at you when he saw how turned on you were.

"Oh, my god," you softly moaned, your hand flying down to cradle the back of Matt's head as he leaned in and gave you a long, slow lick. Matt's tongue slithered between your pink folds, circling your sensitive clit and sending waves of pleasure through all your nerve endings.

He teased you for a few minutes, slowly exploring your cunt with his soft tongue, inching towards your favorite spot and then slowly backing off. You let out a desperate sigh, pleading with your eyes for him to lock onto his target, but he was enjoying this a little too much.

He bit down on the waistband of your cotton panties. You lifted your hips, giggling as he slowly tugged them down off your legs with his teeth. He tossed them to the side and grabbed the inside of your thighs, his fingertips digging into your plush skin as he spread you open.

He started to rub your pussy, a sly grin curling on his lips. Without warning, he lifted his arm, and his palm came down with a whack! You gasped loudly, squirming beneath him. "You like it when I slap your pretty pussy?" Matt cooed, soothing the sting by massaging it again.

You responded with an eager nod. "Mhmm," you hummed, your eyelids growing heavy. He repeated the same motion, the smack echoing throughout the room, leaving you swollen and throbbing. He licked his lips, a darkness welling in his expression as he watched you clench around nothing.

He lowered his head between your thighs again, slowly inhaling your scent as his blue eyes burned through you. "You want me to eat it?" Matt purred, his breath hitting your center. You fervently nodded. "Come on. Be a good girl and beg for it," Matt smirked up at you.

"Matt, please. Please," you moaned desperately, tugging on his hair and trying to guide him towards your cunt.

"Yeah? Like this?" Matt taunted you, giving you slow, long lick. You whimpered, lifting your hips off the bed.

"More. Please," you whined.

"Like this?" He asked, speeding up the flick of his tongue over your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"More," you softly asked. He closed his lips down around your small bud, humming against it, his eyes flicking up to meet yours. You nearly melted at the sight. "Just like that," you said in a breathy moan.

"You taste so fucking sweet," he complimented you, coming up for air before he dove back in. You clamped your thighs down over his ears as he started mixing the techniques, drawing circles on your clit while he sucked on it.

"Oh! Matt! You're so good with your tongue!" You exclaimed as he started to lick you faster, your slickness flooding his tastebuds. He worked his tongue fervently, the tip of it dancing over your cunt and filling the room with wet sounds. Your moans spilled out of you effortlessly, encouraging Matt's intensifying efforts.

You felt that familiar fluttering sensation in your stomach like you were going to come unraveled at any minute. You were just at the edge when Matt pulled away with a smirk, leaving you unfinished. You whined at the loss of contact.

"What's the matter?" Matt softly cooed as if he didn't just leave you hanging. He reached into his pajamas, pulling out his already hard cock. He climbed on top of you, spreading your legs. "You gonna take it all?" He purred, lining his swollen tip up with your pussy.

"Mhmm," you hummed, looking at him in desperation.

Your jaw dropped, and your eyes fluttered shut when he entered you and pushed it all the way in, feeling you writhe beneath him. He started to move his hips, your walls clenching around him in response.

"Stay still. Take it," Matt mumbled into your ear before he started to pick up the pace. His cock throbbed as he pistoned into you, hitting your gspot every time. Your toes curled, pleasure rippling through you as you dragged your nails across Matt's shoulder blades.

"Fuck! Don't stop!" You begged, not caring at all about how loud you were being.

"Gonna mark up my back? Feels that good, huh?" Matt panted back, completely lost in the euphoric feeling. He fucked you so hard that the headboard started to rhythmically thump against the wall with every snap of his hips.

Suddenly, Matt gripped the back of your thighs, pulling you down further onto the bed and pinning you between his body and his mattress, both of your legs slung over his shoulder. He propelled his hips forward again, the position offering a deeper stroke.

"Yeah? You like that? You like it when I pin you down and make you take it deep like that?" He asked through his ragged breaths, making you squeeze around him. You nodded with a fucked out look on your face.

Matt wasn't holding back. It was rare that he had the house to himself when you were free, and he was going to make you feel every inch of him. You were a moaning, drooling mess, gapsing for air as Matt drilled his cock into your wet pussy, triggering the creak of the bed beneath you.

"Take it. Take it. Take it," he growled over and over as he held your hips in place, his cock pulsing inside of you as his name fell from your lips like a chant. You could feel the coil tightening in your core, threatening to snap at any moment.

Without warning, Matt abruptly pulled out of you, roughly flipping you over in one fell swoop. You gasped as Matt firmly gripped your hips and pulled you onto his cock, feeling you stretch around him in this new position.

He didn't waste any time before he twisted your hair into his fist, pulling you by your locks as he started to fuck you hard. The sound of his balls slapping against your pussy echoed throughout the house as your eyes rolled back in your head.

"Take my cock. That's it. Take it like a good girl," Matt's voice traveled to your ears, his dirty words amplifying the feeling of every brutal thrust. You grasped at the sheets beneath you, trying to hold out a bit longer, but you knew your self-control was slipping.

"I'm - I'm gonna cum," you managed to squeak out, Matt's thrusts throwing you around like a rag doll. All you could hear was your blood rushing to your brain, your heart pounding in your ears, and the sound of Matt's hips rhythmically slamming into your ass.

"That's it. Be a good girl and cum on my cock," Matt grunted through his breathlessness, sweat glistening on his face and chest as he used all his strength to rail you.

You could feel the world around you slipping away, all consumed by your pleasure and Matt's sweet voice talking you through it while he did incredibly naughty things to you. You arched your back, your pussy spasming around Matt's length, glazing his cock in your milky fluid.

"I'm gonna fill up this pretty pussy," Matt responded in a daze, his member starting to twitch inside of you as you sucked him in.

"Yes! Fill me up!" You squealed at the height of your climax. Matt pumped you full of his seed, burying himself deep inside of you and holding your hips still as he drained his cock. He felt light-headed as his blood pressure dropped, nearly causing him to collapse on top of you.

"Holy shit," you whispered, trying to call your breath back to you as you melted into the mattress beneath you.

"Did you like that?" Matt cooed, turning you over again as he nuzzled into your neck. "You took it so fucking well. Came so hard for me."

The two of laid there for a couple of minutes, whispering sweet nothings to one another and trying to recover from the intense climax the two of you had shared.

Eventually, the two of you slipped out of bed and into fresh pair of clothes, still giggling and manhandling each other as you both stepped out into the kitchen.

You gasped, your heart skipping a beat when you realized that, despite the impression you and Matt were under, both of his brothers were home. You stared at the two of them wide-eyed and mouth agape as they both sat quietly at the table, a bowl of cereal in front of each of them.

"You know, I could have gone the rest of my life without hearing the way the two of you talk to each other in bed," Nick said in an unamused tone, finally breaking the silence and flashing you a scorned look.

You were completely humiliated, wondering how long they'd both been sitting here, what they'd heard, what they'd been picturing...

"How much did you guys..?" You wondered, your voice trailing off as your eyes flickered over to Chris, who still hadn't looked up at you once, his cheeks pink with embarrassment and arousal.

"Everything," Chris replied timidly, trying to keep his gaze down, afraid that if he looked at you too long that he'd start picturing things. You watched as his hand flew down to try to subtly adjust his hardening cock.

"Yeah. I'd tell you guys to get a room, but no room could contain the kind of deranged, depraved shit you guys are doing together," Nick chimed in, staring down his nose at you both and harshly judging you for what he'd just heard. "Had to sit here next to Chris while he got a hard on, listening to you two."

"Did not!" Chris yelled, raising a hand as if he were about to hit him, his cheeks blushing an even deeper shade of red now. "I did not," Chris repeated more quietly as his gaze shifted back over to the two of you.