Friends with Benefits (closed for SweetDarkDreams)

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Christmas. What a joy.

It wasn't that Alyssa didn't love her family. She did. Very, very much. It was just that there was a lot of them. And they were loud. And they loved to argue about all the things that you're not supposed to bring up in polite conversation: politics, religion, sex, you name it. Alyssa's house was a zoo at Christmas, thanks in no small part to the fact that both of her parents came from long lineages of nationalities famed for producing ridiculous numbers of children. Her father carried just about every Mediterranean nationality in his blood somewhere, while her mother was half-African-American and half-standard-American-mix-of-various-European-descents. It left Alyssa with traits from nearly every ethnic group on the planet somewhere in her history. She supposed the real benefit was that it made it hard for anyone in her family to decide to become racist. But it also meant that her house never had any less than 2 dozen people in it over the holidays, which is why she so very much enjoyed escaping to her friend David's house.

She and David had been friends for years. They're gone off to different colleges two years ago, but they'd stayed close anyway. They'd grown up together. They had tried dating once in high school, but found that their relationship hadn't changed much - they treated each other exactly the same way as before, with just some added kissing and a little sex. Okay, a lot of sex. As it happened, they got along extremely well in the bedroom, arguably even better than they did outside of it (and that was saying a lot). They ended up breaking up, since they didn't feel like they were really much more than best friends who happened to have sex, but whenever both of them were single, they continued sleeping together. Why not? They'd already shown that the sex wasn't going to interfere with their friendship, and it was really, REALLY good. They hadn't slept together in quite a while, though, what with school and Alyssa's rotating roster of boyfriends. It wasn't particularly surprising that men pursued her regularly - with her mixed heritage, she looked a little exotic to just about anybody. Her skin was a warm shade of caramel, with long, dark hair that fell nearly to her waist, and a pair of wide, honey-coloured eyes that always made her look a bit mischievous, like she was laughing at a joke no one else got yet. The only problem was, they were never quite good enough for Alyssa. Boring, or not funny enough, or not good enough in bed. She was comparing them to David and she knew it. But if her very best friend hadn't managed to make her feel like she belonged in one of those romantic movies, what chance did any of those losers have anyway?

This particular evening at David's place, Alyssa was dressed in yoga pants and a t-shirt; not exactly dressed to impress, though she still managed to make them look good. Alyssa wasn't the most humble of people, so if you asked her, she'd probably say that her ass was her favourite asset, but she had plenty of lovely curves elsewhere too. She and David were watching a movie together, passing a bowl of popcorn between each other. Seated in the corner of the couch with her legs stretched out over his, she nudged him with her foot. "So? Any luck with the ladies this semester?"

 

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David leaned over and grabbed a handful of popcorn. He waited til his favorite scene ended before he looked at her.

"What? Oh, the ladies?" He shrugged. "There was this Blair chick that was kind of OK." Not as good as you, he didn't add. They never were. The first time he had been with a girl besides Alyssa, it had taken him by surprise, but now he just took it as a given that other girls just didn't have what she had. Part of it was that she was exactly his type. If he could have designed the perfect woman, he would have designed Alyssa. He never really thought about why that was. The other problem with girls that weren't Alyssa, other than how un-Alyssa-like they were compared to Alyssa, was how stupid they were. They didn't get things that she got. They made a huge issue out of things that she just understood, and then they barely noticed the shit that really mattered to him. Sure, Alyssa had a fifteen year head start, but still.

Like Blair. She was cute, but skinny, and a little too blonde. She nearly went out of her mind the first time he pushed her down on the bed, like it was the crime of the century. When she freely admitted she had been planning to sleep with him anyway. She was just crazy, and then when she went down on him, it was like she didn't know what to do with half his cock.

He snorted in derision. How hard was it, really? Alyssa never had any trouble.

"I don't know what the fuck is the matter with girls anymore," he mumbled through a mouthful of popcorn.

Upstairs, his mom was sleeping the sleep of the medicated. She'd checked out from nine PM on as long as he could remember, leaving him to cope with all his fears on his own. Alyssa always talked about how great it was that they had the house pretty much to themselves, but there were times when he wished he had a big, crazy family like hers.

 

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Alyssa chuckled, throwing a popcorn piece at him, which he caught in his mouth with a grin. "You think girls are bad? I don't even want to start about the guys at school. They're all either completely spineless or they're too stupid to know the difference between fun and "get the fuck off me." It's ridiculous. Last guy I dated? I might as well just have bought a puppy. He behaved enough like it, and let's just say... I think I would have just been better of masturbating."

She turned her attention back to the film for a moment, sighing. It was showing that one, token romance scene, heavy with the implication that the two main leads were going to sleep together. She threw another popcorn at the screen. "Fuck that. That shit never happens in real life. You get a guy who looks like that home, and then he ends up spitting on you." That had happened to her recently, too. Turns out the frat-boy she'd brought home was way more uptight than he let on. He wasn't her usual type, and he was dumb as a post, but she figured the way he was bragging at that party, he at least had the sexual experience to please her. Then he'd found her sex-toy collection, called her a slut, and walked out. Fucking pussy.

 

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David raised his eyebrow. There was a part of him that was angry. What kind of asshole would spit on a girl? Or whatever it was that Alyssa was describing that way? His outrage was coupled with a deep streak of jealousy that he wasn't at all ready to think about. After all, he'd done his fair share of screwing around. It wasn't like she owed him anything.

"You know, you can masturbate as much as you want to, but you're still never going to find a dildo that you like as much as my cock," he said, trying to shift the conversation back to safer ground. She was never going to find a guy she liked as much either, or so he told himself. He scowled at the movie along with her, but for completely different reasons.

Was she really dating guys that looked like that? He didn't dispute that she was pretty enough to bring home pretty much any guy she wanted, but it made him wonder what she was doing with him. Of course, she wasn't exactly with him. They just fucked pretty much whenever they could.

 

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David wasn't the most subtle person ever. She could see the way he was scowling at the screen, particularly at the movie's dashing hero. For some reason, he couldn't see himself the way she did. He thought he was average looking. Alyssa disagreed. He was tall, fit, had a killer smile and a pair of absolutely gorgeous eyes. She measured all of her boyfriends against his impossible standard - including by looks. And none of them ever measured up. She never could quite understand why he talked like he wasn't ridiculously hot - as far as she was concerned, he was, and any girl who couldn't see it was too stupid to deserve him anyway.

You know, you can masturbate as much as you want to, but you're still never going to find a dildo that you like as much as my cock.

Alyssa grinned wickedly and shifted so that she was kneeling next to him, facing him. She leaned forward, crushing her ample breasts against his shoulder, and whispered into his ear. "Does that mean you want me to use you like a sex toy?" She giggled and cupped her hand over his cheek, making him turn his head to look at her. "I can just see it now. I'll bring you back to school with me, tie you up on my bed and then I can have that hot cock of yours whenever the mood strikes me..."

 

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"I'd like to see you try," he growled. He caught her wrist in his hand, smiling at her as he pulled her hand away from his face. He confused himself sometimes. Here, she was telling him she wanted him all the time. He wanted her all the time, so why was her remark making him tense.

Because she should be the one tied down. Not me.[/b]

The thought was like a slap. He looked at her and smiled. He was big enough that he could push her back, pin her wrists over her head with one hand and slide the other under her t shirt.

"Maybe I'll just tie you up and keep you down here," he said. "I can spend the rest of the break playing GTA and fucking you whenever I get the urge." He was getting the urge alright. He was a big guy that he could be imposing if he chose to be, but he'd always hated bullies, so why was it that he was hard as a rock, using his strength to overpower Alyssa? Wasn't she his best friend? Wasn't she the best lover he'd ever had?

He let go and sat back at the end of the couch, staring at the TV.

 

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It was too late now. Alyssa had seen it, that real desire David had shown when he suggested keeping her tied up down here to use whenever he wanted. To say she was a shit disturber would be an understatement. Now that she knew she could get a reaction from him with that line of thinking, she was going to pursue it to see what happened. Usually that tendency got her into trouble. This time? Well, from the way heat flooded into her nethers at the thought of being tied up and fucked, she didn't think she'd mind if she really did push him into it.

It was kind of weird that she liked the idea of him tying her up. She usually ended up in a position of power in the bedroom with her various lovers. Nothing like femdom, but she often ended up on top, or at least she ended up as the driving force behind what was happening in bed. It wasn't that she was a particularly dominant sexual personality, just that she wouldn't give up her power in the bedroom without a fight. Her lover had to prove himself worthy of her submission. When she looked at David, she realized he was the only person she thought was worthy of that trust and respect.

He was pretending to return his focus to the movie, but she could see his cock straining hard against his pants, suggesting he wasn't thinking about the movie at all. She grinned and crawled across the couch toward him. When she reached him, she slid her hand over his thigh and brushed her hand against his bulge. "Don't ignore me," she purred, nipping at his ear. "I know you want me. Or are you too much of a pussy to take what you want?" she teased, her heart beating hard in anticipation of his reaction.

 

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Her hand was teasing his cock. Worse, she was nibbling at his ear, which she knew damn well made him lose all control. She knew exactly what she was doing. Countless times before they'd started like this and wound up rolling on the carpet, fucking with their clothes half off. He knew that was what she wanted, but something had happened when he pinned her. He didn't understand it, but he wasn't sure he trusted it either. His arm slid around her. He only meant to push her off until he could figure it out, but then she began to whisper.

A pussy? Did she just call me a pussy?

"You never know when to leave it alone, do you?" he said, almost regretfully. His hand slid up to the back of her head, catching a fistful of her hair. He pulled her head back and stared into her eyes. He had always been able to read her expressions with a glance. She was horny, obviously, playful, teasing. All the things that Alyssa always was, but there was something else. He couldn't say what it was, but it was like throwing fat on a fire, and he was already burning with lust and frustration and this other thing.

He stood up, dragging her off the couch onto her knees. He pushed her face against the hard tent in his jeans.

"Is that what you want?"

 

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Alyssa gasped when he pulled her off the couch. She hadn't expected him to take that kind of control so quickly. Not that she minded... but she wasn't done playing yet.

She pressed a gentle kiss to his cock through his jeans and then smiled innocently up at him while her fingers went to work on his button and fly. She giggled. "Oh, yes sir."

Once she got his cock out of his pants, she licked her lips and started kissing and licking the sensitive skin around his rock-hard shaft - his hips, his thighs, his balls. She covered every inch of his groin with meticulous attention... except his cock itself. She adamantly refused to touch it directly, and the grin on her face said she knew exactly what she was doing.

 

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"Oh, yes sir," she said.

His mouth went dry. He'd halfway been expecting her to punch him in the balls. They'd always rough-housed a little, but he'd never been that aggressive with her before. He'd never in a million years expected her to actually respond to it that way. He just stared as she opened his jeans, his cock throbbing almost painfully. And when it popped out, it looked bigger, darker. Other than the kiss through his jeans, she hadn't actually touched it, but already a thick white bead of precum was sliding down the shaft, and another was welling up at the tip.

And why the hell hadn't she touched it?

He looked down and saw her grinning. Her words echoed in his head. Or are you too much of a pussy to take what you want? Fuck it, he thought. She asked for it. He twisted his hand in her hair, pulling it tight, holding her head still. He gripped his cock and rubbed the tip against her lips, smearing his precum.

"You can open up and suck me now," he hissed, through clenched teeth.

 

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Alyssa couldn't help the grin that appeared on her face at his growl. Oh, this was fun. But then she supposed it was about time to stop teasing him, at least for now. Mostly.

She licked her lips, her tongue catching the tip, making it twitch. She parted her lips slightly and, as ordered, started sucking him slowly into her mouth, her tongue laving every inch, paying special attention to the particular parts she knew made his knees go weak. You couldn't spend this many years having sex with someone without getting to know their body quite intimately.

She wasn't quite done teasing, though. She was doing as she was told, and taking him into her mouth, but she was going painfully slowly. She knew it was killing him and she could feel the tension in his hand in her hair that told her he was seriously considering just pushing her head the rest of the way down. Still, it was worth it once she made it to the end - she hadnt been going slow solely to tease him. She'd also been relaxing her throat and carefully wearing down her gag reflex so that, by the time he finished filling her mouth, her lips were at his hips and his head was pressed against the back of her throat.

 

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David shuddered as he felt the warm pressure of Alyssa's lips pulling his cock into her mouth. For a moment, his grip on her hair loosened. Then she stopped. No, she didn't quite stop. Her tongue teased him just under the head, making his knees weak. He wouldn't last long, he thought. But she moved at a glacial pace. She knew him as well as he knew her, and she knew exactly how to keep him trembling on the brink. She also seemed to have learned some new tricks, because instead of gagging and pulling back when the tip of his cock pressed against the back of her throat, she kept going.

"Oh my fucking god Alyssa," he whispered, as he watched the last inches of his cock disappear between her sweet lips. It was a little too much, and he stood there, paralyzed as her throat tugged at the head of his cock and her tongue wriggled under him. The only thing that stopped him cumming right then was the sudden thought that this was something she had learned without him.

The thought of her sucking other guys cocks, deep-throating them like this was like a bucket of icewater dumped over his head. If he hadn't been balls-deep in her mouth, he would have lost his hard-on entirely, but as it was, he was just ... angry. He knew he had no right, they had never been a couple in that way, but fuck... she was his.

He pulled her head back, almost all the way. He pushed his cock in again, hard this time, burying his cock in her throat in one rough thrust. He held her head tight, the hair twisted around his fist as he started to fuck her face.

 

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Alyssa tried to suck in a gasp of surprise when David shoved his cock, rather roughly, back into her mouth. He wasn't going hard enough to hurt her, but he was definitely in full control of the situation. If he wanted to go harder, if he wanted to hurt her, there wouldn't have been much she could have done to stop him. Normally, that would have been a turn off. There would have been fear overwhelming any arousal that she felt... But this was David. She could never be afraid of him. He would never hurt her. And that was the difference between him and all the others - at least in the bedroom. The differences were innumerable elsewhere, but she'd been with enough guys to know what made someone 'good in bed.' David was all those things, and more. He knew her body. He could make her feel anything he wanted. But, more importantly, she could trust him completely.

Alyssa liked having at least a modicum of control in these sorts of situations, and usually a lot more than that. She actually felt helpless here, with David's tight grip on her hair. She needed to use both of her hands on his hips for balance, and her legs were caught underneath her, so they were all useless if she actually wanted to stop him, but she didn't. And because she didn't have to fear that sense of helplessness, she found, to her great surprise, that it was a turn-on unlike anything she had quite yet experienced. Trust, it seemed, could be intoxicating when pushed to its limits like this.

Alyssa groaned in arousal, the sound getting cut off by David's cock head hitting her throat again. She swallowed around it, massaging it with her throat muscles while the motions of her tongue took on a hungry, desperate sort of movement. Her whole body relaxed, giving him greater control of the motions of her head over his cock - all except her hips, which, in her kneeling position, started grinding down against her feet, anxious for some kind of friction on her pussy.

 

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He was sure he had completely lost his mind. Alyssa grabbed his hips as he forced his cock down her throat, cutting off a gasp. She was his best friend, for fuck's sake, and he was using her like some kind of disposable slut he'd picked up at a party. He couldn't seem to help himself, either. Despite all the irreparable damage he could be doing to his friendship with her, he thrust again and again, hard enough that his slapped against her chin.

He waited for her to punch him, trip him, push him away. He couldn't stop himself, but she could, if she would just put up a fight.

Then she groaned. His thrusts slowed. His eyes opened wide as he looked down at her. Instead of terrified and violated, she looked like she was loving it. She was actually still working him with her tongue. He pulled back and stroked in hard, and saw her hips grinding. He froze, his cock buried deep in her throat.

"Oh yeah," he whispered. "You dirty little slut. You love this."

Her face was turning red, and he quickly pulled back, letting her draw breath. He took a deep breath, too, trying to calm himself.

"Play with your pussy, Alyssa," he commanded. He twisted his hand a little tighter in her hair. "Don't worry, I won't drop you. You're going to cum for me while I'm fucking your throat."

 

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Alyssa grinned around his cock as he called her a slut and told her to cum while he fucked her mouth. This was a bit further than they'd gone before, and Alyssa recognized that it was probably weird for her to enjoy it when David called her a slut, given that last time someone had done that, she'd nearly hit him.

As promised, David held her up while she moved one of her hands from his hips. She slid it eagerly down her pants, plunging her fingers into her sopping wet pussy as quickly as she could. She ended up just supporting her hand on her lower legs while her hips ground down on them. For one, it was easier, given how David was holding her, and two, it meant David could see what she was doing to herself, sort of - the way her hips moved was a direct reflection of how fast and how deep she was finger fucking herself. She pressed her thumb hard against her clit and moaned, the sound sending a low vibration through his cock while he continued to slide himself in and out of her throat.

 

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David watched her, puzzled. Her hand was down the front of her pants, but her arm wasn't moving. Did she think he was a fucking idiot? And why would she try to trick him? His one hand was holding her hair, feeling her let him take more and more of her weight as she rocked her hips.

Then she moaned, and he almost blew his load down her throat. Oh, I am a fucking idiot. he thought, as he watched her fuck her own hand. He wished her pants were off. He wished he could see, but unless he could do a handstand and still hold her up, it was impossible. He started thrusting again, matching the strokes of his hips with hers, so each time her fingers slid into her pussy, his cock would slam into her throat.

He clenched his teeth. He would not cum. He would make this last forever if he could. He thought back to the beginning of their conversation. They'd been joking about tying each other up. He had gotten hard at the thought, and she ... she had pretty much asked for this. Or something like it.

Until now, they had been pretty meat and potatoes, sexually. He'd never thought about wanting more than that, but now....

"You're going to be my vacation fuck-toy," he whispered.

 

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Alyssa was completely lost in her arousal and pleasure. Her pussy was soaking her hand and she was getting closer and closer with every thrust.

You're going to be my vacation fuck-toy.

Alyssa shuddered at the thought. It was a testament to how completely lost she was that she actually tried to nod in response to his comment. The heat in his voice, the fact that it was more a command than anything else, the hundreds of thoughts about what that meant, all of them hot... It would have been enough to drive her over the edge without her fingers buried in her pussy. She slammed her hips down one more time and gave a near-scream as her orgasm shook her body, David's cock still pumping in and out of her mouth and throat as she came.

 

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David had always thought that they had incredible chemistry. She'd always been the best. Even when he'd had steady girlfriends, sex had never even come close to what he and Alyssa had, and he'd always believed it was as good as it could get. He's experimented with kink a little at college, but it had never really felt right. Of course, things never really felt right except with Alyssa.

As she shook on her knees, her screams muffled by his cock, he began to realize how much there was that they had never tried. They had always been pretty basic, and because they always had been, he'd thought they always would be. Now, though, she was cumming hard, and it wasn't just her fingers. He'd seen her get herself off before, and that was like a fire cracker. This was a bomb.

"Good ... girl," he gasped, thrusting his cock into her face. He knew he wasn't going to be able to hold off much longer, not the way he was going, but he didn't want it to end. What if something clicked and the moment was lost? He couldn't let that happen. He pulled his cock out of her mouth.

"Strip, fuck-toy," he said, barking the order like a drill sergeant in some old army movie.

 

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Had Alyssa not been on the ground already, her orgasm would have floored her. When David let her go, she nearly fell over forward, her fingers still buried inside her throbbing pussy. "Good girl," he'd said. Fuck, she didn't think she'd ever heard something that hot in her life before. Her orgasm had done nothing to sate her desire for this new, dominating David. It had just taken the edge off. Barely.

He ordered her to strip, and she did so immediately. She got to her feet, taking a moment to make sure she really had her balance - her knees still weren't feeling especially weight-bearing after that orgasm. She stripped off her shirt, revealing a toned body with a narrow waist under a bra heavy with her luscious breasts. She reached behind her and unclipped her bra, letting it drop to the floor in front of her. Then, without ceremony, tugged down both her pants and thong at the same time.

The moment she straightened and stepped out of her pants, she pushed David backwards. She knew he hadn't been expecting it, because if he had, he would never have moved. She was small enough next to him that, had he been prepared, her pushing against him was like pushing against a brick wall. So it was good she had surprise on her side, because it meant that he fell back onto the couch. Instantly, she was on him, straddling his lap, grinding her pussy down against his cock, kissing and biting softly at his neck.

"Fuck, David, I need your cock inside me. Now."

 

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He watched her peeling her clothes off in a kind of daze. She was rushing, it seemed like she was eager to obey him, and the realization made him lightheaded. The thought of having power like that over her nearly paralyzed him as his mind raced through the possibilities. His cock throbbed, precum flowing in a steady stream down the long shaft. As she revealed her perfect body to him, he felt a strange ache in his chest. They’d been lovers for so long that sometimes he forgot how beautiful she was.

It had only taken a few minutes of apparent submission for him to forget how feisty she was. As he stood there, mouth gaping, dazedly wondering what to do next, she kicked off her pants and thong and shoved him. He fell back on the couch with a startled yelp, his reverie broken. He glared, but she was on top of him, grinding against his cock, and he could hardly be angry about that.

This wasn’t the time to sort through his fantasies of power and control. He grabbed her by the hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he lifted her up, and when he felt the tip of his cock slide against the mouth of her pussy, he pushed up. He let her drop at the same time, burying himself in her in one fast thrust. His body arched up with pleasure, pushing himself into her.

“Fuck me,” he whispered through clenched teeth. It had been a whole semester since he’d been inside her, and it was all he could do not to cum instantly. He had asked himself dozens of times why he even bothered with other girls, and the answer was always the same. Because Alyssa would never be his.

 

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Alyssa drew in a ragged gasp and threw her head back, trusting David's hands on her hips to anchor her in place. She ground down against him, enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her. Then she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and started riding him hard.

Every breath was coming as a gasp, and she kissed and bit gently at his neck while she rode him. "Fuck, David, your cock is so good." She loved the feeling of his fingers biting into the flesh of her hips and ass, guiding her speed and angle while she fucked him. She gave a warm, aroused laugh and trailed her tongue up the column of his neck. "Do you like it when I call you sir?"

 

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Her body was as perfect in his arms as it was to look at, and the way she moved made him want to scream it felt so good. She fucked him perfectly, and he kept his hands on her hips to keep her steady. In the past, she'd fucked herself right off of him. This was perfect. This was what he had been looking for all semester. Somehow, though, he managed to forget that it was here.

She teased his neck as she fucked him, and he felt himself panting as though he were the one exerting all the energy. He knew he was close. Her breath on his ear would be enough to set him off, but she was laughing.

"Do you like it when I call you sir?" she whispered.

He sat up quickly, throwing her off balance. He let the momentum carry them forward, tumbling off the couch and onto the floor. He wrapped his arms around her, cupping her head so she wouldn't hurt when she fell back with his weight on top of her. He managed to stay buried deep inside of her.

"Why?" he said, and pulled back. Then he rammed his cock into her. "Something... funny... about... that?" Each word came with a hard thrust.

 

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Alyssa arched, moaning as David start fucking her hard on the floor. "Not... funny, no," she panted, gasping with pleasure between each breath. "You just... ah... didn't seem like... the type..."

By this point Alyssa cared little for much of anything beyond their mutual pleasure. Concerns about whether David was more dominating than he let on would be considered later. For now, she needed for both of them to cum. "Oooh David, oh fuck, yes! Make me cum, oh god pleeease, I'm so close!" she begged, panting while his cock rammed into her, again and again, driving her up and up towards her second orgasm of the night.

The next time he buried himself deep inside her, she exploded. She pressed one of her hands over her mouth to muffle her cry as she gave herself over to her pleasure, letting her body writhe and buck underneath him, her slippery soft pussy convulsing and squeezing around his hard cock.

 

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He fucked her hard, holding himself back from exploding because he knew she was close. He understood every signal her body gave, and he wanted to fuck her until she came again. So he clenched his teeth and pumped hard, and tried not to wonder what she meant.

He didn't seem like the type? Was he the type? Did he want to go into some weird S&M thing with her? What kind of person wanted to make their best friend a sub?

She was screaming. He was fucking her harder than ever, almost brutally, but she wasn't putting up a fight. She was loving it. Was she the type?

"Fuck it," he whispered as she started to cum. When her pussy began to spasm, gripping his cock, trying to milk him, he couldn't hold back. He kept thrusting, but a few strokes later he let out a bellow of release and his hot seed exploded into her.

 

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Alyssa loved the feeling of David cumming inside her. He filled her up with hot seed in a way far more intimate than anyone else. It just felt right to feel full of him like that.

Once they were finished, both of them simply lay on the floor, panting. That had been more intense than usual, and both of them were apparently exhausted. After several minutes of simply catching her breath, Alyssa lifted a shaking hand to David's head, weakly holding him against her.

"Not fair," she managed to whisper between breaths. "I'm naked and you're not. I didn't get to see that sexy body of yours," she teased, planting lazy kisses against his neck. There was another long pause in which Alyssa had to catch her breath from just saying that, and then she groaned. "Fuck. If you promise to do that again, I might actually let you tie me up and keep me down here for the rest of the break."