The shower rained down on my head as it travelled down the curve of my back. His right hand rested on the back of my head, tangled in my wet hair. His grip waals firm enough to tell me what he wanted, but soft enough to show I had a say. It had only been 24 hours since my boyfriend and i started our break and there I was, squatted down in front of his best friend, Jake, with my hands on his ass, his cock in my mouth, and whatever portion of his load that didn't leak onto the living floor still inside me.
I gave out a whimper at the very thought of my situation, which sent a vibration that travelled from my lips to his shaft. The warm water rolled, caressed, and dripped from my tits. Unlike before, on the couch, when he held me down and gave me the fucking I had craved, this moment was tender. He knew what he was working with. He must have nearly gagged someone to death with that dick in the past. But he certainly acquired the necessary skill to wield that weapon.
I loosened my jaw, grabbed his asscheeks, and pulled him forward. His cock hit deep in my throat and I held him there, pushing as hard as I could to get down to base.
"Holy fuck," he said.
I slipped one hand from his ass and down to my crotch where I proceeded to rub my clit. I hadn't yet readjusted from earlier. I could have probably still fit most of my hand up in me. I thought of trying. But why do that when this hammer of a cock was going to split me open again?
As I began to gag, I relaxed my arm and let him pull back. His dick bobbed in front of me, shining from my spit and the shower. I leaned forward and licked the base of his shaft from balls to tip.
Smiling, I looked up to meet his eyes. "I need you in me."
He leaned down and brought me up to my feet. He kissed me again. Our tongues writhed together. I softly palmed the length of his cock back and forth, feeling his veins pulse in lust for me. The eagerness and haste from the pent up sexual frustration between us was gone, and it only turned me on more with how well he was pacing himself. If I was only his toy on the couch, then I was a woman this time.
One of his hands steadied me, and firmly rested above my ass at the curve of my back. He lifted up my leg with the other. I felt the length of his shaft rub against the lips of my pussy. The head would sometimes get caught in my opening, which only made me yearn for him to thrust it inside me. His motions became quicker.
I broke from our locked kiss. "Stop teasing me," I pleaded, but he persisted with continuing to taunt my eagerness.
I felt my body get warmer and my leg shook in his hand. He smiled. I began to move my hips to meet his motions. I wrapped my arms around him, holding on, and pressing my tits into his chest.
"Put it in," I begged. "Please put it in.
He stopped the tip right at the opening of my lips. He stood there, smiling, knowing full well how horny I was and how much I wanted to feel him drive his dick inside me. That single moment of only a few seconds felt like an hour. Even though my pussy had been stretched and used just moments ago. It seemed like the plump head of his dick would tear me apart.