“I’ll make you cum in no time,” she said, confidently.
“I’m gonna cum soon, but so will you.”
I began thrusting my hips upward, fucking her from below.
“Oh, I wasn’t expecting that.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I smiled, knowing what her answer would be.
“Fuck no. I’m so close.”
As her face turned red and her fists clutched the bed sheets, I suddenly smacked her on the ass. Her expression turned to shock as a big red handprint formed on her asscheek, but, once it had subsided, the only thing I saw on her face was pleasure.
As I felt myself getting closer to the end, I spanked her again. She moaned as her orgasm came closer, and started outright screaming when I smacked her ass for a third time.
“Fuck yes! Fuck me! Spank me! I need it! I need it!”
I fucked her harder than before, my cock drilling her wet hole like a power tool.
“You’re so damn slick.”
“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.”
I smacked her one last time before moving my hands to her breasts, and just as my fingers twisted her sensitive nipples, she came hard and fast.
I climaxed only seconds later, sending streams of my cum deep inside of her love-hole. For a moment, I never thought it would end. The way the walls of her pussy massaged my cock milked more and more semen out of it, but soon it came to a halt as we became completely spent.
I sat upright and put my knees over the edge of the bed. She wrapped hers around my waist while we held each other close. Our genitals were still intertwined, but we were ok with that. I liked the feeling of her tight cunt wrapped around my thick pole, and I think she liked the closeness of having me resting inside of her.
“You make me feel warm,” she said. These were the first words she said to me after we came together, and the first words said at the start of this new phase of our relationship. I wish mine had been even half as poetic.
“It smells like a barn in here.”
She laughed and climbed off of me, making both of us whimper when she pulled me out of her.
Emma started running a hot bath, and I kissed up her back as she bent over the tub. Once it was filled, she climbed in and told me to sit with her.
I did exactly as she told me, laying my back against her stomach and resting my head on her ample breasts.
“That was great,” I told her.
“I know. Who do you think won?”
“As long as we get to do this again, we both did.”
She laughed and picked up a loofah from the side of the tub. Gently, she began washing my muscular arms, running her hands through my hair and taking extra time as she ran the suds over my strong chest. The head of my cock inched its way out of the water as she ran her fingers over my masculine body, but I was far too tired to even stroke it. Emma had depleted all of my energy.
“Are we still friends?”
“I think so,” she responded.
“Are we friends with benefits?”
“I guess. I mean, you said you wanted to do this again, right?”
“Of course, I just didn’t know if… if we were dating, or something.”
“No. I’m not good at being in a relationship. I’m not good at being mature in general.”
“So, we’re just fuck buddies?”
“More than that. Maybe we’re… we’re killing time. We’ll be with other people, fool around and release all the crazy inside of us, and maybe, once college is over, maybe we’ll be more.”
I turned around so that I could see her face. “That’s a lot of maybe’s.”
“Like I said, I’m not good at being mature. It’s the best I can give you.”
“That, and as much raw, unforgiving, animalistic sex as I can get?”
As I said those words, a row of goose bumps shot across her skin. She sensuously licked her lips and gently brushed her fingers down my shaft as she told me, “As much as you can get.”
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