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Chapter 7: Samantha (continued)

I was trapped under Samantha. I was in my pajamas, and she was in her undergarments. I was sandwiched between her and the couch.

“What…?” I began.

“Shhh,” she said. “Don’t make noise. I don’t want to wake Anya up.”

Her hips were moving up and down, stroking my body. I could feel that down there, I was starting to get excited.

“Bianca told me about your night with her,” she whispered in my ear.

Ofcourse! They were best friends. They tell each other everything.

“What did she say to you?” I asked. I was curious what Bianca actually wondered about our time.

“That you were exactly what she wanted. Someone who dominated her, told her what to do.”

“And?” I asked.

Samantha giggled. “She said you were a bit too obsessed with her boobs. You were grabbing them every chance you got.”

I looked down from her face to her boobs. Her boobs were struggling against the resistance of her bra. I had the sudden urge to unhook it and let her boobs hang. ‘Not yet,’ I wondered.

While Samantha was a nice overall package, with the right-sized boobs, Bianca’s prominent feature was her boobs. Bianca had a big pair of boobs for her body. It was hard not to notice it, even under typical circumstances.

“She had a nice rack,” I said. “I couldnt help it.”

“And me?” she asked wtih a wink.

“Havent seen it yet,” I said. “Cant judge without seeing.”

“Haha,” she said. “You cant see them today as well.”

“What?”I was shocked. What does she have in mind, then?

“I am just kidding,” she said, trying to suppress her laugh. “You should see the look on your face!”

I had enough of this word foreplay. If anyone was gonna dictate terms here, it should be me.

I ran my hands from her hair through to the back of her shoulder, over her hips, and on to her ass. I let my hand slide under her panties, and gave one ass cheek a tight squeeze.

“Suck my boobs,” she said.

‘Aha,’ I wondered. ‘Now I know exactly how I should tease her.’

I wrapped my arms around her, rolled her to the side, and the getting up, took off my clothes. I was now fully naked. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that Samantha was checking out my semi-hard penis.

 I climbed on top of her, my dick now pressing against her pussy. I could feel that she was getting warm down there. I started moving my hips, my dick rubbing against her pussy.

I reached down with my hands, behind her, and unhooked her bra. Samantha had perfect sized boobs for her figure. Although, it was not as firm as I had imagined. I placed my right hand on one boob, and gave it a gentle squeeze.”

“Do you like them?” she asked.

“Bianca’s was better,” I said as I circled her nipple with my index finger. I knew this would piss her off. Samantha at all times wanted to be called pretty. She was the biggest attention-seeker  from our class back in school.

She looked offended. She covered up her boobs with one hand.

“Move your hand,” I said.

She shook her head.

I grabbed her hand, and slowly moved it to one side. She didnt withstand.

I looked into her eyes. She giggled. ‘Perfect,’ I wondered. ‘She wants it. She consented.’

I wrapped one hand around one of her boobs, pushing her nipple forward, and bent down to take it in my mouth.

…

Half an hour later, we were still not done with our foreplay. I wanted to touch every inch of her body, and kiss every inch too. She had sexiest figure of any girl I have ever been with. From her boobs, I let my fingers go down over her belly to her pussy. Pulling down her panties, I rubbed her pussy lips a few times. She was already extremely wet. I put 2 fingers in, and I could feel her pussy tightening as I put them in. I let my other hand run over her ass, squeezing both the cheeks one at a time, and occasionally sliding between them. This girl was perfect in every sense physically.

5 more minutes later, and half exhausted, I decided its time to fuck her. I pointed her to the coffee table. She understood what I wanted. She got up, knent next to the coffee table, put her hands on the table, pushing her ass towards me. 

I went behind her, knent down, and my dick reached for her pussy. And it slid in without any struggle. As it entered inside, she turned back to look at me. I could see in her eyes she wanted me to fuck her hard. As I kept thrusting it in, my one hand reached for her ass, and the other one reached for her boob.

…

Next morning, when I woke up, it was already 8. I was still on the couch, hugging Samantha’s naked body. Her body was still very warm. My dick was pressing against her ass cheeks. I didn’t want to let go off her yet. I liked the feel of her naked body on me.

I knew I might never get a chance to fuck her again. I ran my hand over her curves from her thighs over to her boobs. I pinched one of her nipples. She woke up.

“Good morning,” she said with a smile. She reached for my dick and started stroking it. “Did you enjoy last night?”

“Yes,” I said with a smile.

“More than when you were with Bianca?” she asked with a wink.

“Will tell you if you give me a blowjob,” I said with a wicked smile.

“Haha,” she laughed, and then getting up, started going down on me.

…

Half an hour later, I was trying to be as quite as efficient while sliding back under the covers on my bed. Anya looked still asleep.

As I put my head on the pillow, Anya turned to me and said,

“Good morning, babe! So how was she?”

“Better than Bianca,” I said with a grin.

NSFW: yes

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