[M/F] I wish you'd fuck me like that every time. | 2016

Background; M= 31 F= 19. We were dating 3 months, broke up 'cos it just wasn't clicking emotionally. Physically though... fuck. Decided to become fwb, something he has never done before and was unsure of.

The night started the same as always, playing some computer games whilst covered with a blanket. I got bored and started inspecting your beard, a little shaggy and a few split ends. I grabbed the tweezers under the table and got on your lap. You are used to this, I was pushing your face around trying to get the white ones. Halfway through you stopped me, "This is so weird, I'm getting hard from you hurting me". I asked why, you replied "I guess I just connect any form of pain from you to lead to sex" (We used to play fight a lot that lead to hard fucking). That's when you grabbed and pulled open my shirt.

I'll be honest, I wore this on purpose. The poppers make it easy to open and I know you think I look hot in it.

You pulled me towards you by the small of my back, kissing my chest, nuzzling between my breasts, making your way up to my neck. It was only half 8 so I stopped you and sat back in my own seat, popping my shirt closed again. You leaned over, your beard tickled my shoulder. Slowly kissing my shoulder, removing my shirt again, your hand rubbing my pussy from the outside of my jeans. I could feel myself get hotter and wetter. That hand moved up my body to around my neck. You wrapped your hand around my throat and squeezed.

God I love it when you do that.

I pushed you back again. We sat in silence for a few minutes until we start play fighting. Poking each other in the ribs, biting each other etc. Then you pulled my hair. Hard. Yet another one of my turn ons. You forced me down to your crotch. You were so hard that you were practically bursting through your jeans. I don't want to show you that I was on the edge of giving in and letting you have your way with me. I resist again. You call me a bad girl. I gave up, number 3.

I grabbed your face and pulled it close to my own. A deep, passionate kiss. Both of us grabbing each other; not softly grabbing either, more like desperate grabbing. It started to get boiling in the room, kissing slowed down and you were back to kissing my neck. I told you I needed water. We sat back again. I went to take a sip then you grabbed me and it spilled the water everywhere. "Good excuse to take the shirt off", you laughed. It was true. I got up to go to your bedroom. Honestly, it was to take it off, get one of yours and leave the shirt on the radiator to dry. You followed me through to the room and grabbed me from behind. You turned me towards you, pushing me against your wall, unbuckling my belt and kissing me like crazy. My jeans were halfway down my legs, your hands grabbing my ass as I started tossing you off. You pulled me forward by the hips and spun me around, pinning me against the frame of your bed. You bent me over and tried to push into my ass.

Not this time.

I grabbed your dick, turned around and lead you to the side of the bed. You pushed me down and instantly got on top of me. You slid right in- I was so wet that I could feel it on the inside of my thighs. You started slow but soon enough you were pounding into me. Your hand made an appearance around my neck again; squeezing so tight my eyes started to go fuzzy...

I'm home now. Not sure if my neck is red from your beard or your hand. Next time I want you to take your belt off and hoop it around my neck. That's definitely on the list of things we need to do.

EDIT: Just remembered some other stuff; sucking his cock and getting fingered. Ugh, I'm sleepy.