** I haven't written in a while. But I'll try to start continuing my stories. I noted some feedback on the last one and tried to shift the story and characters a little. I realized that the guy might've been coming off as more of a jerk then I intended.
Feedback is always welcome. I hope y'all enjoy.
Mr. Niner **
I don't know what I was thinking. Like one moment was going to change our relationship forever. I thought that when she said anything she would suddenly turn into my sex doll or something. But nothing changed.
Lacey went to the bathroom and cleaned my cum off of her and we finished the night watching tv. The next day, I woke up, pulled on some sweatpants, and went out of my room. I didn't bother hiding my morning wood. I actually didn't put on underwear to make sure it was prominent.
I went over to where Lacey was still laying on the couch and stood in front of her. It was warm so she had kicked the blanket off of her while she slept. She was only wearing shorts and a black tank top.
She lay on her side, her back facing the couch. Her tits were practically popping out of her shirt. Now that I was admiring them, I couldn't imagine why I didn't fantasize about them more.
"Hey, you up?" I asked.
Lacey shifted and opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was my hard dick pressing against my pants. I don't know what I was expecting, but she simply sat up and ignored it. I was a little confused, but she didn't actually owe me anything. If she was feeling it last night, but not this morning, I would respect it.
We spent the whole day together. I didn't try to hide how much my eyes were exploring her body, but she never acted on it. Just smiled and ignored me. Thinking about the night before, kept getting me hard, but I couldn't figure out how to get the release I needed.
By the time the day was ending, I gave up. She just wanted to move on like nothing happened. I sat down on the couch and turned on the tv. I started to scroll through my streaming services looking for something to watch, as Lacey changed into pjs.
Before I could find something, Lacey came into the room. She sat right in-front of me, just like the night before. Only this time, she wasn't wearing yoga pants, but thin see-through shorts that would barely cover her ass if she wasn't bent over. In her current position, some kinds of underwear would have hidden more. Before I got horny, I got annoyed.
"Okay, I don't get it," I said. "Last night you said anything, today you pushed me away, and now you are wearing that?"
"What don't you get?" Lacey asked. She turned her head to look at me while she wiggled her ass at me. The annoyance fell away as my dick got harder.
"I thought you wanted to pretend like nothing happened."
Lacey sighed and got up from her position. She turned and knelt in front of me between my legs. I could easily see her nipples through her thin tank top. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and started to pull it down.
"I said I'd do anything," Lacey kept pulling down her shirt, revealing more and more cleavage. "Anything that you told me to do." As she pulled her shirt further, her nipples moved closer and closer to the edge of her shirt. "But you have to tell me... or at least take it." Her tank top was stretched as far as it was going to. Her nipples weren't even fully hidden anymore as I could see her areolas.
"Take off your shirt," I said quietly. How forward she was took me by surprise and I was too distracted by the boobs almost coming out of her shirt.
"Look I'm only going to say this one more time. You have to take what you want, or you won't get it. At least not from me." She let go of her shirt as she said that and it quickly jumped back to normal, which still didn't hide much.
"How will I know if I go to far?" as much as I just wanted to take her word for it and use her in every way I could imagine, I was still too worried about losing our friendship. "I want to... I just can't though."
"We will just have a safety word. If I say... I don't know... rubbish. If I say rubbish, it means I want you to stop."
"Rubbish?"
"Rubbish," she nodded with a straight face.
I looked at her questioningly. I known her for too long. I'd seen her date guys she hated for months because she didn't want to tell them no. I'd seen her do it because I was the one that would have to crash their dates.
I never told her because I didn't think she wanted me to know, but there was even a time I accidentally caught her jerking off one of her boyfriends. One of the ones she never had anything good to say about. Stealing the guys car and leaving it in another county was probably a little overboard. But seeing her smile as she told me about how her asshole of a boyfriend's car got stolen made it worth it.
"Prove to me you will actually use it though," I said.
Before waiting for her response, I reached out and grabbed her left tit and gave it a good squeeze. I could feel her nipple pressing into my palm and her flesh squish under my fingers. Her tank top really didn't do anything.
"Rubbish," she said almost immediately.
I pulled my hand away, impressed. I didn't wait for her response because I didn't want to give her time to prepare saying it. I wouldn't want her feeling like she had to prepare to say her safe word. If she had paused for too long, I would have counted it as not saying it. But she did say it, even faster then I was expecting.
"Believe me now?" said Lacey. I slowly and quizzically nodded. My brain was having a hard time believing any of this was real. "Then you can start again. I only said rubbish to prove to you I would say it."
I stared at her in disbelief. I wanted her to be all over me, and to start everything herself, but this somehow was even better. Maybe it wasn't actually better, but with how much blood was rushing through my cock, none of my thoughts were making much sense.
Lacey smiled and shrugged her shoulders and started to turn back towards the tv. I grabbed her shoulders to stop her. She turned back to face me and looked up at me. My dick was throbbing in my pants, it could feel how close it was to her chest.
"Take off the shirt," I said with much more confidence then earlier. I grabbed the bottom of her tank top, and she lifted her arms into the air. I pulled her shirt over her head, watching as her boobs dropped and bounced out of her shirt.
I pinched her nipples and pulled her closer with them. She let out a gasp I pulled on them. I leaned down and traced my tongue in a circle around her nipples. She put her hands on my back, pulling me closer to her chest.
I put as much of her tit into my mouth as I started to suck. I massaged her other boob in my hand as I sucked, pulled, and nibbled on her. I kept sucking until I she let out another moan. I would have been fine sucking on her all night, but my dick demanded to come out.
I sucked hard as I sat back up, letting her boob pop out of my mouth. I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick. It was just as hard and excited as the day before. Lacey was just kneeling in front of my, biting her lower lip with her eyes closed. Even her face was turning me on. I started stroking my dick looking at her. I imagined what it would feel like to have those lips wrapped around my cock. I couldn't rush things though. I had all the time in the world.
