Page 90 of S is for SEX

He pressed the head of his dick against my wet pussy, tapping my clit at the end of each stroke. My heart raced as he tightened his grip on my neck. I had never been choked before, and although I felt some guilt for feeling the way I did, there was something about him doing it that was driving me fucking insane. He studied my eyes through thinning slits, his mouth twisting into a slight smirk with each stroke of his swollen flesh against my wetness.

He released my neck.

I gasped.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

I pursed my lips, swallowed heavily, and nodded.

“I asked you a question, Liv.” He cleared his throat. “Are. You. Ready?”

Without thinking, I reached for my neck and rubbed where his hand had been. What felt like small electric shocks tingled deep within my pussy. He stood before me, stroking his cock as he waited for an answer. Luke. My best friend. My best friend with added benefits.

What the fuck did I get myself into?

I wasn’t ready.

I released my neck and lowered my hand. “Yes.”

I had no idea of what he was going to do, but I knew I wanted him to do something. I had a crush on Luke since we were young, and had spent many hours fantasizing about being with him sexually. Having him stand before me naked had me more excited than I ever would have imagined. As I stood there in the heightened state of sexual bliss, deep in my mind a small bit of fear lingered.

Fear of the unknown.

“Close your eyes,” he said flatly.

As much as I didn’t want to, I did as he asked. The room fell dark. I stood in the silence filled with wonder – excited and aroused more than I had ever been in my life.

I felt his arm around my thighs. His other arm pressed against my upper back. His warm breath against my ear.

“I’m going to pick you up,” he whispered.

I pressed my tongue against the roof of my mouth and attempted to swallow. “Okay,” escaped my dry lips as a shaky insincere response.

In an instant, I was upside down, dangling over the floor head-first. His hands gripped my waist firmly and lifted me into a position where my legs dangled over his shoulders and my bare torso was against his. I pressed my hands into his thighs and opened my eyes. His stiff cock twitched in front of my face.

He buried his tongue deep into my pussy, and I arched my back, breathing a moan of pleasure into the room. After a few seconds, I relaxed and I wrapped my lips around his twitching shaft. Slowly, I began to work my mouth along the length of his cock. Thrilled to have Luke’s stiff dick in my mouth, but even more excited at his ability to lick pussy, I tried my best to focus on what I was doing, not what he was doing. A short moment later, and another intense orgasm shook my body to the core.

For once in his life, Luke was wrong. I was ready.

Holding me with my legs over his shoulders and my ass in his face, he continued to tongue-fuck me into a weakened mess. Maybe it was part of his plan, I thought. Quite possibly he planned to lick me into a state of being that allowed him to squash me mentally, causing me to revert back to my status of being single and having no sex whatsoever.

Two intense orgasms later, and he lowered me to the floor. Although half-exhausted from reaching repeated climax and dizzy from being suspended upside down over the floor, I was far from being mentally bankrupt.

With his swollen shaft glistening from my saliva, I sat naked on the floor and watched as he began to slowly stroke it in his hand.

A pile of babbling flesh?

I think not.

He lowered himself to the floor and reached for my hips. After turning me over onto my back, he wrapped his arms under my legs and brought my knees to my chest. My pussy now high in the air for the taking, he did just that.

As I felt the pressure against the inner walls of my vagina, I gasped, uncertain of my ability to accept his massive girth. Slowly, cautiously, and with what appeared to be great care, he worked his hips back and forth. Praying for a little relief, I bit against the inside of my lip and stared at his ripped bronze-colored torso. With each in stroke, I drew a quick choppy breath, hoping the next would be slightly more pleasurable. Eventually, he slid deep inside of me, causing me to sigh not only in relief, but in a sense of satisfaction I wasn’t sure I had ever felt. With wide eyes I gazed at him, somewhat proud of having accepted his full length. His focus was intense, but he was focused not on me, but on fucking me.

His dark eyes were filled with intensity and determination. Although they looked in my direction, they seemed to peer through me and if not into my soul, certainly well beyond what was on the surface.

“Liv…”

I released my lip from the tight clench of my teeth. “Yes?”

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