[ad_1]

I’ve at all times had an extremely sexually charged friendship with my pal. We have at all times found each other attractive, but despite our frequent flirting, we have never taken any action. We’re not interested in having a romantic relationship with one another. Everything of it is physical. Both of us are aware of this, and we have certainly engaged in masturbation toward one another in the past, though never overtly (more like, we’d discuss something sexual or I’d send him some risky photos, and then he’d tell me he’s gonna watch some porn, and I’d frequently touch myself over that).
We briefly smoked when he was over the other day.

We were just conversing when the conversation somehow turned to sex. We talk about these things openly most of the time, so I was shocked when he asked what my biggest desire was this time. I could feel my face starting to blush since I knew that if I informed him, he would also be turned on. Because having someone inside of me is my most extreme fantasy. I chose to inform him. Just why not?
Although explicit, I do have fantasies of a man entering my body.
“Oh, sh*t”
Well, it is a lot.
“Why within you? What do you believe you would like?
“I believe I would enjoy the sensation of getting stuffed full of come.

Most likely the sensation of having someone’s lust fill me to the point that it physically spills out of me. Yet, I’d also relish someone groping me. Perhaps on my clit or tits.
He had a slight flush to his face.
“Oh guy”.
I looked down at his pants as he adjusted in his seat. I observed a noticeable bulge that was gradually expanding. My pustule began to throb. Fuck.
I wondered it’d be good to get things out in the open.
I can tell you like doing that. I do, in a way. I gushed, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, too.
He only responded with “Fuck” in return.
His enormous cock’s outline was clearly seen pressing up against his jeans.

If you’d like, you could remove it. I said. I was instantly shocked by what I had just said. What had happened to me? “I’m sorry, God. Such a large amount. Just let’s go forward. We have access to TV.
No, I simply… Quite astonished,” he said in his reply. He then unzipped his slacks, unbuttoned them, and took his cock out of his boxers. He gave me a quick look.
I was somewhat enthralled. His cock was incredible. thick yet not excessively so. Long yet not excessively so. I can only say that was a lovely dick.
“Such a beautiful dick. I can only say that.
I’m having such a hard time right now.
“I’m… pretty wet. Would it be okay if I…”
“Please take”

I took my own jeans off the button and slipped my hands inside my underwear.
Half moaning, “Oh my gosh, I’m so wet,” I said.
He only replied, “Jesus,” in return.
I could see the pain in his cock. He took hold of the base and began to stroke it. Even though my pussy felt like it was begging to be penetrated, the time wasn’t right. I began to rub my clit, which was more sensitive than I had anticipated given the light stimulation. He seemed to be getting tougher. As Precum began to stream, my arousal level increased. We were both breathing heavily, yet we were totally focused on each other’s behavior. He sighed. I grumbled.
I adore your genitalia.
“I’m going to cum you; you’re so hot.”

My pussy burst upon hearing him say it and hearing him say it so quickly. It appeared as though he was out of control. Even so, I didn’t require anything else. It was enough only to imagine him showing up. I threw back my head and began to gasp as I kept rubbing my clit. I initially felt shocked.
“Cum on my tits,” I pleaded in vain.
Are you certain? He muttered, but he was already squatting and coming my way.
“Sure, thank you; I’ll cum. Please cum with me as I cum on my tits. I took off my shirt.
I could almost taste his cock. He touched his dick to my tits and that was it. I observed him throbbing before releasing.

He groaned as I dumped rope after rope of come upon my tits. I lost it when his cock came so close to my face and his come started dripping down my tits. I gasped and cried his name as waves of ferocious pleasure swept through me. I was dizzy, my fingers were dripping wet, and I was noisy.
We both gasped for air and then, stunned by what we had just done, we looked at each other for a while.
We ought to repeat it, I suggested. mostly to release some tension.
“Yup.” He answered.
I once more felt a pussy itch for him.

NSFW: yes

[ad_2]