Cheering Him On

It was 10pm now, getting close to the time that me and my partner, Jake, would usually go to sleep. Jake had just showered after a late night run and was sitting at his computer in just his navy boxer briefs, playing in an online match of his favorite game. He looked so beautiful, skin barely damp in the spots he had missed with a towel. The extra reflection of his screen off of the water drew my eye to his skin - though, let's be honest, my eyes would be all over him regardless. His shoulders sloped smoothly into muscular arms and a tight back, now leaned over his laptop with a laser focus on his game. He was so focused, in fact, that I didn't think he noticed my new outfit.

While he was gaming, I had changed out of my day outfit and into a black, silk nightgown that hugged my curves delicately and left just enough to the imagination. My nipples were barely hardened and peeked through the soft fabric. I had laid myself on the bed, waiting for his eyes to find me, but I realized I would have to work harder for his attention when he was so intently focused. So, I lifted myself out of the warm comforter and walked delicately over to Jake.

"Hey, baby," I said, placing my hands on his shoulders and massaging them gently.

"Hi, beautiful." Jake kissed the top of my right hand before refocusing on his game.

"I got all dressed up. Wouldn't you like to see?"

Jake turned around and stiffened a bit when he saw me in the nightgown, breathing deeply before replying.

"You look stunning, I want you so badly." His hands reached around to my ass and pulled me closer as he grabbed me, but he soon groaned and turned back to his game.

"Aw come on, don't you wanna fuck me?" I asked, trying to sound teasing instead of desperate.

"You know I do." He glanced back over his shoulder at me. "This game could qualify me for a tournament this weekend, and I've already practically won. It'll be over soon and then I'll be in bed in an instant."

Many might have felt annoyed, but I didn't. Jake was always so attentive to me, and I knew that he'd give me the time of my life once the match was over. Still, I was impatient, so I wasn't just going to sit down and wait for him to be ready. I placed myself behind him again and bent over as I slid my hands from his shoulders down his chest. He shuddered under my touch. Encouraged, I reached the waistband of his underwear and slipped my index finger underneath, dragging it along his skin but not reaching lower.

Jake's dick was hardening under the fabric, and he twitched as my finger reached his front. I kissed the top of his head as I removed my finger from the waistband. After he had a second to catch his breath, I leaned forward more, now a bit on my toes, to lay my palm over his bulge. He really twitched this time, and he let out a faint moan as well. I rubbed my hand up and down his length, feeling him get gradually harder. He kept focusing on his game, but I could see his reaction time slowing and his eyes occasionally closing. Once I felt that he was fully hard, I decided that the underwear needed to go and I needed a more comfortable position.

I pulled my hand away again, standing myself up straight behind Jake. He groaned at the loss of my hand pleasuring him. Before he could voice any complaints, however, I walked around him and crawled under his desk as elegantly as possible, being sure to face my ass towards him more than necessary.

"Oh my god, fuck, you're the best," Jake said in a half-moan when he realized what was happening.

I simply smiled and assumed my position beneath his desk, sliding between his legs. Luckily the desk was decently tall, so I had room to work. I reached my hands to his waistband again, now tugging to give Jake the hint to move. He lifted his ass slightly off the chair so I could pull the underwear off of him. With the underwear off, I moved myself forward more and began to stroke his dick, now free of the fabric and standing stiff. I kept my strokes slow as I began to plant kisses on his thighs, starting towards the knee and moving until my cheek grazed his erection, then repeating on the other side. Once I was done, he was squirming in his seat and moaning.

"Suck my dick, please," he practically begged.

Much obliged, I did as requested. At first, I only licked his tip, circling the head with a faint taste of salty precum entering my mouth. He twitched wildly at the focus on such a sensitive area, but I couldn't help myself from taking more. I slid my mouth over his dick, tongue pressing against the bottom as I moved back and forth rhythmically. I kept up this medium pace as Jake's moans grew in intensity, but I still heard him clicking on his mouse occasionally. Finally, he pushed away from his computer slightly and placed one hand on my head. I wasn't sure if he'd lost, won, or just given up on focusing, but I took it as an invitation to go faster. As I sped up, Jake's hand shielded the back of my head from the desk, so I let go of some of the restraint. I added my hand to the base, stroking in sync with my head to relieve the slight exhaustion of my jaw.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good." Thrusting into my mouth and groaning heavily, Jake came. His cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed it without hesitation. While I didn't like the taste, I loved the recognition of the pleasure I gave him. Pulling back his chair, Jake breathed heavily and gestured for me to come out from under the desk by moving more towards him. I did so, sitting on his lap for a minute as he caught his breath and rubbed my back. After a drink of water for both of us, he had recovered.

"Your turn now," he said, kissing my neck once before looking at me expectantly.

I stood and looked back at him, unsure what he wanted me to do. Hands on my hips, he placed my front against the desk, leaned me forward slightly, and slid up my nightgown in one motion. Before I could react, he was kneeling below me, kissing and biting my thighs. I spread my legs on instinct, leaving room for his head between my thighs. With a slap of my ass, which sent a jolt through me, he placed his tongue on my clit and began to explore. I leaned forward more, my knees already getting weak from pleasure. Jake licked up and down my slit, moving my wetness towards my clit to increase the pleasure as he circled it. As I squirmed and moaned, Jake grabbed my thighs to hold me in place - and keep me up. When he applied more pressure on my clit, I felt my legs truly giving out.

"Jake, oh my god, I can't stand anymore."

He pulled his face away from my pussy and stood up, scooping me in his arms. Once I was dropped on the bed, Jake resumed, crawling between my legs and pressing hard on my clit with his tongue. With his hands no longer focused on keeping me up, Jake began to massage my nipple with one hand and finger me roughly with three fingers on the other. Now facing three sources of pleasure instead of one, my body was overrun with sensation. It only took a few seconds before I was orgasming, my back arching off the bed as Jake continued his assault on my senses. His fingers thrust in and out faster as waves of orgasm rushed over me in quick succession, my legs wrapping around his head. Finally, as my body stopped twitching and my legs fell back to the bed, Jake gave my pussy one last kiss before stepping away. I lay there, unable and unwilling to move, as Jake cleaned himself up and returned to bed.

As he crawled into bed beside me and brought my head to his chest, he whispered in my ear: "I won the game, by the way. All thanks to you."