《Every boy I've wanted to fuck before》desperate to fucking cum
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He was my best friend. Oh fuck. He's my best friend.
But i couldn't help but stare, his toned body and gleaming eyes were just enchanting, there had always been something about him, something i couldn't quite place.
It's mid july and in summers peak, in true style Jayden and I had ventured off into the south of England for a week, i feel as though we deserved it after the stress of gsces. Stupid me ( this totally wasn't an accidentally on purpose situation i promise) had forgot to book a double room, as it looks as if we'd be bedsharing.
As night grew darker, we settled in bed the room was cool compared to the humid seaside air of devon. I wore the usual nothing fancy, loose shorts and cropped top, he on the other hand lay shirtless in just his calvin klein boxers. He look liked an ancient greek god. His body toned and tanned, it glistened with the reflection on the tv. I slid into the bed next to him before repeatedly apologising for having to share a bed in this heat and the usual spiel.
He raised his arm and beckoned for me to come close, he done this since we were little, i always felt safe in his arms.
I lay my head against his chest as he tucked his arm under mine, his arm on my stomach.
Testing the waters i moved his hand onto my boob, over my top mind but still. He didn't move his hand away from where i'd placed it but instead he turned his body to me, and pulled my onto his lap. I looked in his eyes as i rubbed my nose against his, lust was beginning to overpower me as his big strong hands cupped my jaw.
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He tilted his head and pushed his lips against mine as his hands traveled toward my hips. I pushed my body forward against him, this clearly had a bigger effect than i'd realised as i felt him harden beneath me. He pushed my hips backward and forward and he kept my lips locked in a passionate kiss.
I pulled away.
He touched the edge of my shirt and pulled at it. I pulled it over my head exposing myself to him. He looked in shock.
I didn't know whether this was good or bad. I didn't have huge boobs, but they weren't particularly small. A C cup to be precise. He looked at me again.
He pushed his face into my neck and began sucking as i scratched the back of his head.
Before i had chance to realise what was happening i was lay on my back, with his tongue flicking against my nipples.
i felt cold slender fingers pulling at my shorts as two fingers danced on my clit causing me to let out a quiet moan.
I let him pull my shorts off and push 2 fingers deep inside me. i bit down on my lip so hard that the irony taste of blood seeped into my mouth. His thumb wiped and bleeding lip and he sucked it clean before pushing a third finger into my already dripping hole.
Then a forth.
His whole fist was now pumping in and out of me. It was excruciating.
i loved it.
My head tipped back in pleasure i didn't notice him push his throbbing cock deep inside me.
i let out a loud moan when it appeared in my stomach before clapping my hand to my mouth realising what i'd done.
i was already so desperate to cum.
he pushed deep into me before pulling himself almost all the way out. He edged in slowly. Then he forced into me hard. Pounding in and out of me and full force.
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i screamed for release but he denied me.
I was soon instructed to get on my knees as he shoved his cock right to the back of my throat. it has to be around 8 inches. Thick.
it ruined my throat as drool poured down my chin him using my face until warm cum spilled out my throat.
i swallowed it desperately trying to be allowed to cum.
I moved fast on my clit nothing matched the feeling of his entire fist inside me though.
I bucked my hips against my own hand.
i did as i was told.
i was scooped up into strong arms and cuddled and kissed all over.
He was my best friend. Oh fuck. He's my best friend.
but.
I fucking love him.
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