Best Friends Since Kindergarten

Sweet Dreams

RYAN

Amy drifted off in record time. I grinned to myself, remembering the way she’d writhed on my hands. God, she was so unbelievably hot. I had ravaged her and enjoyed every second of it. My d**k ached with hunger for her. I wanted to be inside her so badly, wanted to be hilt-deep in her. But I didn’t want our first time to be in a shower. I wanted it to be something memorable, and I wanted it to be when she was ready.

 I’d almost taken her though. I’d wanted to. I’m not entirely sure how I stopped myself. The whole thing was like someone else entirely had taken over me for a while. That had never happened to me before, not during s*x. When I fought, sure, but with s*x I was always fully in control. Thinking about the things I’d said made me turn bright red. But Amy hadn’t minded. She’d been turned on. Really turned on. Thinking about how wet she’d been made me harder. I could’ve just slid right in. I tried to quickly quash those thoughts- it was painful enough as it was to be lying here with her in my arms and my d**k ready to demolish her, but unable to do anything about it. I wanted to go jerk off, but didn’t want to wake her up. I wished I hadn’t exhausted her so thoroughly- then she could suck me off again. What I really wished though was for her to lay on her back and spread her legs to me. I licked my lips as I thought of penetrating her and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to imagine how good her tight cunt would be around my d**k. The muscles of her v****a would clench around me, holding me deep in her. God, I was going insane with lust.

I glanced at the clock. 12:45. I’d been lying here thinking about her p***y for a whole hour. I had to jerk off now. I couldn’t sleep like this. I carefully disentangled myself from Amy and slunk into the bathroom. She made a soft sound of protest, but didn’t rouse. I flicked on the bathroom light and winced. It was so bright. I looked at myself in the big mirror on the wall. My boner was massive- I could see it through my boxers. I slipped them off and looked at it- veiny, throbbing. I must be on the verge of blue balls.

I started to jerk off, letting out grunts. Nothing about this was satisfying enough though. I closed my eyes, picturing her p***y as she’d lain on her bed, legs spread for me over the side. She’d looked at me through those long lashes of hers, eyes half-lidded, lips parted sexily. I imagined guiding myself to her entrance. I’d stroke her wet folds with my tip, shallowly dipping into her. She’d moan in that sexy way of hers- arch her back and shift her legs, thighs rubbing against my hips. I’d look up and she’d beg me to f**k her- Ryan, please. I want you. I want you in me. I groaned, picking up the pace now. I’d press myself into her. She would be so unbelievably tight. My finger had barely fit in there, let alone my whole d**k, but we’d figure it out. She’d gasp, moan, grip me tightly with her thighs as I let her body adjust to my girth. I’d rock my hips, grinding against her, before slowly pulling out. She’d whine- beg me to stay- I’d thrust back into her, hard, and make her cry out. We’d start slow. I’d watch her breasts bounce with each pump, watch her back arch and her hands grab blindly at the sheets tangled around her. As I picked up speed, I’d lower myself on top of her, trapping her breasts against my chest and pinning her hands by her head. She’d wrap her legs around me, holding me deep inside her. She’d moan my name as I kissed her neck hungrily, her hands wrapping around me and twining in my hair. My body shuddered as I neared my climax. She’d cry out for me-

“Ryan,” her voice called from outside the door. I paused.

“Yeah?” I said shakily.

“Can I come in?”

I brushed my hair back from my face, my breathing heavy. I looked at myself, naked, in the mirror. “Yeah, you can come in.” God I just wanted to get back to fantasy Amy- finish f*****g her hard. I exhaled as Amy opened the door. She looked at me, leaning against the counter with my d**k out, and quietly walked to my side.

“Couldn’t sleep?” she asked. I gave her a dry grin.

“Something like that,” I said. I could bend her over the counter right now and f**k her. She was wearing a silky pair of panties. They’d slide right down her legs and reveal her to me in a heartbeat.  Looking into my eyes, she reached out and gripped my d**k in her hand. I hissed at the eruption of sparks as our skin touched. I licked my lips as I watched her slowly start jerking me off. It already felt so much better, just using her hand instead of mine. I closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy the feeling. She tugged firmly and confidently on me, lulling me into a sense of rhythm and pleasure. I felt her mouth close around me and suck hard. I gasped as she sucked and pumped my d**k. A deep groan left my mouth. Without thinking about it, I held her head steady and began to thrust into her mouth. She gagged the first few times, but adjusted quickly and kept sucking. Holding her face in my hands, feeling her silky hair, I finally felt good. Really good. Her tongue swirled around my tip as she sucked, making me groan out loud. “God, Amy.” She moved faster and faster with my thrusts, making my head feel like it was floating away. She gripped my ass firmly and deep throated me. I cried her name out as I finally orgasmed, shooting load after load into her mouth. I held her head close, putting as much of me in her as she could take. She swallowed as much as she could, but some trickled out of her mouth as she coughed. Finally satisfied, I released her and sat down on the toilet lid and panted. She quickly recovered and straddled my lap, kissing and nipping at my neck. “You’re gonna make me hard again,” I growled, gently pushing her face away from my neck. She smirked at me and rocked her hips. I could feel her silky panties rub against my d**k. “Amy,” I said warningly.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“I am not going to f**k you tonight,” I said firmly. She frowned at me.

“What? Why?”

“I want our first time to be something memorable- not cramped in a bathroom at 1:30am.”

“You’re a sweetheart, you know that?” She smiled softly at me.

“Only for you,” I grumbled. “Don’t go spreading it around.” She laughed.

“Okay,” she climbed off my lap. “I’ll let you off the hook for now. But I want you, Ryan.” She looked at me with eyes dark with lust. Heat started coursing through my body again.

“Then we’ll just have to figure something out soon,” I said.

“Very soon,” she agreed. Then turned walked back into her bedroom, her hips swaying seductively. I followed, close on her heels.