We’ve been watching movies all day. Literally the whole day has been spent on this couch, switching positions, getting snacks or food, and bathroom breaks. Its 4pm and we’ve been on the same couch the whole day. I’m not complaining though, its been an amazing day to be honest. Just spending time together enjoying each other’s company. Cuddling, eating and laughing, it has truly been amazing, and I literally have no complaints, but I’m no longer interested in watching movies anymore. I’d rather participate in more explicit activities on this very couch. Literally we haven’t made any non-platonic move on each other the entire time. All we’ve done the whole day is cuddle, spoon, and leave feather like kisses on the hands or face. Our lips haven’t even touched today, except when we woke up this morning. Don’t even go far with that thought, we always share light pecks on the lips when we wake up, nothing too deep. I assure you, we both hate how our mouths taste and feel in the morning to deeply kiss each other so calm your tits. We have hygiene.
Anyways here I am slightly horny, in my man’s arms waiting for him to at least touch me in the way I need him to. He usually senses my horniness, but I think he’s just choosing to ignore it this time. He has avoided direct eye contact with me since I started feeling this way and has kept his hands on mine and the other behind his head as we watch the movie. Some part of me wants to provoke him by teasing his ass but I’m not in that mood. I want what I want and I’m going to get it very, very willingly.
I move to leave, and he releases me without a word. Every single time I’ve made a move to leave this couch he has asked where I was going but now, he’s unbothered. He definitely knows what my hormones are craving and he’s purposely ignoring it. I’m in no mood for games anyway so he can shove it. I go to the bathroom and take off my underwear. All I have on is his t-shirt, go figure. When I come back out, he’s still seated where I left him.
I immediately go for the kill and sit on his laps, straddling him while my arms surround his neck as he stares at me curiously with an eyebrow raised. I love when he does that. I give him a knowing smile as a lean towards him like the starved girlfriend that I am. His arms immediately moves from my hips to grab both cheeks of my ass, squeezing and pulling me towards him. I continue to consume his delicate lips as our tongues clash and dominate each other. Its not a fight for dominance though, its our special tango confirming our unity. I grind against him feeling his dick rise in acknowledgement. He groans into my mouth, his fingers digging deeper into my skin. He lifts up my shirt caressing my ass as he realises, I have no underwear on and he bites my lips hard while thrusting his hard dick against my wet aching core, provoking a loud moan as the thrust spreads through me. Fuck! I want him in me so bad, but I know he won’t just give it to me just yet. One of his hands comes to my sensitive perky boob as he squeezes. I moan in appreciation. He pinches my erect nipple causing me to grind on him harder.
His other hand immediately finds my dripping core and I almost lose it. The sensation of both hands on my sensitive areas driving me further and further over the edge. My grinds don’t stop though and that causes the pleasure to be at one of my favorite levels of highness. Who said you need drugs to get high. His pace intensifies and so does my grinds as my hands dig into his hair with our lips continue in our special tango with the addition of groans and moans from both our ends stop till the euphoria slowly evaporates. Our lips detangle as his arms find their place back on my ass. I’m so short of breath as our foreheads touch and he gives me time to relax.
Once I feel my breathing return to an almost normal pace my shirt is raised, and his delicate lips are on my still sensitive nipples. I gasp at the sensation as he plays with them with his tongue and bites them with his teeth, the other boob not forgotten as his fingers play with them. He pays attention to both of them, favoring my right boob (his favorite) a little more but switching from mouth to finger alternatively leaving no one out of the pleasure. My moans fill the room, being the only sound to be heard apart from the slurps of his mouth which are very quiet compared to the sound tracks vocal cords are making. The next thing I felt was a thick deep intrusion into my core as he bit down into my necks tender spot. I screamed in pleasure of those multiple sensations and painfully sweet rough intrusion. No matter how many times he enters me it always feels like the first time. His size always surprises me but only for a few seconds before my body recognizes that wonderful cock.
He only gave me a second to breathe before he rammed into me again and again and again. His motivation provokes me to remember that I’m on top. I begin to ride him as his head falls back to the couch and he moans in pleasure. Then his eyes are back to mine as I smile still riding what’s mine. I kiss him deeply loving the taste of him. He sucks my right nipple a little more as my left boob bounces in his face as I ride him, more moans tearing through me. He releases my boob and reclines back on the couch, our eyes locked, his hands squeezing my ass, our voices mingling in a pleasurable melody as I ride us closer and closer to the euphoric end. He bites his lip and I know he’s almost their and so am I. Eyes locked as we love to watch each other while we climb climax in whichever position, place and time. My pace increases more and more as the sensation of our ecstasy travels through us. I fall to his chest as my body weakens and my hunger is sedated. I feel his dick stir within me and I know its not over and I couldn’t be more pleased.