Surprise (Closed)

[Bevatoria]

"We...We pretty much only have ever had sex in missionary so...I was planning on letting him fuck me in whatever way he wanted."

My voice took a husky tone. "*Any* way he wanted?" I undid one more button. "That's risky, you know." She could probably feel my breath, the heat from me...she was almost close enough for my bulge to be brushing against her leg. "Letting a man have whatever he wants." Another flick, and another button undone; well below her breasts now. "Promising him anything..." I teased another button before undoing it; the shirt was hanging on her shoulders by the merest of margins now. "...you could be in for more then you expected."

I toyed with the hem of the shirt, lifting it up so I could look at her thighs, and the treasure beneath. "He could want it from behind." I flicked open a button from the bottom. "Or with you pressed against a wall." Another one. "Propped a cold windowsil. your nipples pushed hard into it, claiming you in front of everyone." An 'accidental' popping of a button, leaving one left. "Or he could want it rough. Yanking your hair, forcing you over a table...are you willing to risk that?"

As she answered, I undid the last button, guiding the shirt off of her shoulders and to the floor. Leaving her nude in front of me except for her heels.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"*Any* way he wanted?"
"Y-Yes..."
"That's risky, you know." he said, making sure that his hot breath touched my neck... "Letting a man have whatever he wants."

"What do you mean...?" I meant to ask, before I gasped as he opened my shirt more - my breasts now clearly free, with my stiff nipples poking to the air. "...you could be in for more then you expected." he explained, my shirt hanging onto my shoulders, all the while I felt that massive bulge of his rubbing against my leg.

I think that the lust in the air was contagious because...

"He could want it from behind."
God I could imagine it...being pounded from behind...
"Or with you pressed against a wall."
Furiously getting fucked, with my body at his whim...
"Propped a cold windowsil. your nipples pushed hard into it, claiming you in front of everyone."
Moaning in delight as everyone watches...
"Or he could want it rough. Yanking your hair, forcing you over a table...are you willing to risk that?"

Why wasn't I thinking of my boyfriend? Why was I thinking about him?

A soft moan coming from my mouth was the only answer that he needed...and he got it.

 

[Bevatoria]

She moaned. Not at the intrusion, not a disapproval of what I was doing to her. Not a protest. Not a cry. But a plea. Not for me to stop, to halt what I had started to do to her body, or her mind.

But to keep going. In the next second, I leaned into her and my mouth crushed against hers, tasting her lips as my hands roamed up and down her body hungrily, and freely, her smooth skin under my rough hands with nothing to hinder them. After about thirty seconds of raping her mouth, I pulled back, cupping her cheeks as I looked at her naked, exposed body for the first time as I watched it want. It need. "Perfect...." I breathed, before I pulled her into me again, forcing her body against mine as I devoured her mouth again. I took every opportunity to rub up against her nude form, reminding her she had nothing but her heels on and I still had everything on; my length ran up against her more then once.

Alas, all good things had to come to an end, and I wanted to start the 'fun' part of the evening for her. So I forced her back again, still with her in the entryway to the dining room, a place wanted to etch into her mind. Wordlessly, my hand pushed on her shoulders, forcing her to her knees while my other undid my belt buckle, releasing my angry manhood from its confines.

Wordlessly, I stared at her, awaiting her compliance. While eagerly hoping she hesitated.

 

[Woe_Foe]

Hating myself for that response of mine, I quickly found myself being pinned against the wall while my boyfriend's roommate began to kiss me. It wasn't the slow, gentle kind of kiss that I was ever so used to by now, but some crazy, utterly lustful make-out session between us both. I wish that I could say that it was all him - that I was just scared and took it all, but that would be an outright lie. I enjoyed it; I enjoyed having his hands feel me up and feeling his massive bulge rub against my naked form. I enjoyed, most of all, being naked, vulnerable, wearing only heels in front of a man who obviously lusted after me from the very first moment that he caught me awaiting my significant other.

...And I think that I enjoyed cheating on a man who absolutely trusted me.

Not to long afterwards, he must have wanted to push things further; otherwise, I wouldn't have felt his strong hands push me down...or have his length greet me as I was on my knees.

Wordlessly, I moved my mouth to the tip of his shaft. God this was huge...

And before I even knew it, my head began to bob up and down the entire thing. I nearly choked on it at first.

 

[Bevatoria]

I smirked as I saw her responding to me. I'd felt her body curling into mine as I'd made out with her, the arousal and warmth radiating from her as she finally accepted what she'd be doing tonight. Accepted her enjoying of it. Her relishing of it. Her wanting more of it.

For a girl who'd claimed to only do missionary, her mouth was on my cock faster then any other one I'd been with. Or at least the quickest to try to deep throat me, it was only a few bobs of pleasure before she tried to take all of my length. From her reaction, I wasn't really sure it was deliberate, but it was too late now. I'd felt it once, I wanted all of it. So, my hand intertwined in her hair, squeezing it whenever she decided to back away for anything more then breathing...and then forcing her mouth back onto me.

But I didn't just want a facefuck. Not *entirely*, as I held her there while I started to thrust in and out of her mouth, letting her listen while I spoke. "You should know, Ellie, that I don't know when Tom will be back...it could be tomorrow. It could be on Monday." I grinned. "Or he could be on his way up right now. I'm not really sure." No word of a lie, as I didn't know where Tom was, even if he had told me he'd be gone for the weekend, as I felt the back of her throat. "But what I do know is that you're not moving from this spot, one way or the other, until you get me off with your mouth."

"So unless you want to have your boyfriend see you, on your knees, in nothing but your heels, getting your face fucked..." I paused to look down at her swollen, bruised lips, and her pleading face. "...get to work."