NOO ABSOLUTELY NOT! TAKE YOUR TIME QUEEN!!! IM JUST THROWING OUT IDEAS
dryhumping with domspeed...................
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After a long day, you two finally make it home & the thoughts of being in bed plagued your mind. He helps to take off your shoes & you kick them into the corner. Dragging yourself, you slump through the apartment, soft carpet beneath your feet. He makes his way behind you, trailing behind like a lingering scent. Finally in bed, he lays right next to you.
“Did you have fun?” a warm hand met your hip, “I hope you did, I enjoyed today with you,” he said & brought you closer to him, face to face. You two start talking about your day, the movies, the arcade, the Korean hotpot. Everything. After it all, you couldn’t help but ask if you could lay on him, being side by side wasn’t enough. You two were now lying chest to chest. His heartbeat was a pace off from yours, his breathing was slow & he laughed at you adjusting.
“Comfortable? You keep moving around,” he smiled up at you, he put his hands on your thighs & moved you directly on his lap, “Better?” It was definitely better. You were getting warmer, forgetting that you had on your sweater so you took it off. Your black bra was like a shadow across your chest, the only light in the room came from the outside street lamps & headlights from the cars. You sat up, hands on his chest, his heartbeat fluttered when he saw you, outside light spilled down your chest & shoulders.
The tension between you two were high, after the day you had, full of hugs, glances, accidental bumps & catching eachother staring. It all came crashing down in this one moment. Straddled across his lap, a little grind started. Slow & steady. He followed your rhythm, hips coming up slowly & going down even slower. He was semi-hard, his sweatpants paired well with the fabric of your leggings. Grinding came easily like a breath. Chest to chest, his hands explored your body, biceps twitched against your ribcage, he cupped your ass & guided you up & then down his dick.
Your pussy needed to be fucked, the tension from today was too much & you needed it now. He could read your mind by the way you tangled your fingers into the sheets but he didn’t go through with it. His hips popped as he adjusted, you felt how hard he was through his sweats & he started to take off his shirt. The cool & sudden warmth of the room rested on your spine.
Chest to chest again, the grinding became more intense & needy, an arm across your back & one cupped your ass, he fucked upwards as if he was deep in your needy pussy, grunts & whimpers were everywhere, you two bumped & rubbed as if it was a fight to the death. You felt tingly, knowing you were about to cum so you sat up, hands on his chest.
You were winning the fight until he stopped your hips right when you were about to cum, lifting you. Your knees came together as your orgasm quickly went away. A whine escaped from you, looking down at him with eyes full of need while your legs shook & knees bucked. “Take those off,” he was talking about your leggings. A quick thought of being fucked flashed through your fuzzy mind. Finally. Leggings came off & he sat you down on his lap again.
Your thong was soaked, marking up his sweats over his dick print, he pulled them aside as a tease, he circled a finger to see how wet you were, pussy clenching around nothing. Grinding on him in the cowgirl position, he smiled at you & pulled you down to his chest once again, he kissed your collarbone, all across your tits & nipped at your throat. Breathing increased as the both of you couldn’t control the rhythm anymore, grinding to cum, you didn’t care.
No words were said, the both of you were lost in the moment & looked for an escape but more-so, looking for a release. The bed creaked as you two clashed against one another, he was strong & stable beneath you. The high of being able to finally cum washed over you, breaking free from his arms to fuck yourself on him. Your orgasm neared & you gripped the sheets & increased speed. He rested his hands on your hips, helping you guide & applying more pressure on his print.
Finally crashing, he helped you ride out your orgasm to the point of overstimulation. Keeping you on that high until you couldn’t sit upright. Lying on his chest as you drift to sleep.
