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Stu held your hips tenderly, careful of his hand placement as he stared up at you. Moments like these were cherished, soft, and desperate. It was difficult for the two of you to have any alone time recently. School, parties, and fucking Billy. You didn’t mind your boyfriend’s best friend, but he was a pain. Always there, looming and being a massive fucking cockblock.
You rolled your hips down, feeling his hard cock through your flimsy night shorts. His eyes fluttered briefly, and a soft sigh left his lips. Stu’s hands traveled down your sides and groped at your ass, soft and plush beneath his hands. He helped move your hips, bucking up against you needily. You were both pent up, getting so worked up just to have it tugged away. Tonight you’d get what you wanted; you would have Stu inside you one way or another.
Leaning down, you captured Stu’s lips with your own and hungrily kissed him. You ran your hands up and down his chest, feeling the formation of goosebumps beneath your fingertips. He shivered under your touch. He missed this, missed you, and he wasn’t going to pretend he didn’t. You slipped your hands down, teasing the hem of Stu’s sweatpants.
Stu pulled away from the kiss, “Please baby? Touch me?”
You loved when Stu begged. It felt good to have a big man under you, begging for you. Your fingers dipped below his waistband, pulling at the fabric until his cock bobbed out. It was long and uncut, resting against Stu’s stomach. You’d love to have it in your mouth, but right now you wanted it spearing you open. You wrapped a hand around him, gently pulling the hood down until the head of his cock poked out. Slowly you let your spit trickle from your mouth and collect at the head of his cock, making the slide of your hand easier.
Stu whined, bucking into your hand while hiding his face in your neck. You worked his cock with expertise, having memorized exactly how to get him sobbing and whimpering. A certain twist of your wrist has him making a high-pitched moan and digging his fingers into your ass. Stu has always been particularly sensitive; everything about him pretty much was. From his feelings to his dick he was a delicate guy.
You used your free hand to push your shorts to the side, thankful you went commando for this movie night. You lifted yourself up and pressed the head of Stu’s cock against your opening. It meant little resistance as you pressed down - the head popped in with a wet sound that made your cheeks burn. The rest slid in easily, stretching you comfortably. Stu moaned against your neck, pressing messy kisses against the column of your throat.
The slow grind of your hips helped ease in the last bit of Stu’s cock; a small groan left your lips at the fullness. You wasted no time pulling yourself back up and dropping down. The burn was pleasant, and the needy way Stu grabbed onto you was even better. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and bucked into you. It had been so long for the both of you and the use of hands and fingers was nothing compared to the real thing.
Stu leaned up to kiss you, lips wet with his own spit and his tongue moving messily against yours. His cock throbbed inside of you, his short thrusts turning into grinding. It was so easy to get wrapped up in Stu, his lovable personality, and the ease with which he could make you cum. When the two of you had more time, he spent it picking you apart, worshipping your body entirely, kissing up your body, and burying his tongue or fingers inside your wanton hole. Other times he wouldn’t pull out until he had wrung at least three orgasms from you.
You tugged at his hair, grinning against his lips when he hissed. You were good at taking him apart too. You lifted up again and dropped down, creating a smooth rhythm with your bounces. He was reaching so deep inside you it had stars flashing behind your eyelids. He tried to buck his hips to meet yours, desperate little whines leaving his lips.
He buried his face in your chest and bit onto the fabric of your shirt. He was so close, and the tight feeling of you around him was pulling him closer and closer to the brink. An especially hard tug on his hair had his eyes rolling back and hips stilling. You slammed yourself down just in time to feel his cock twitch and fill you with cum. He panted against your chest, hot breath tickling your skin.
With a hum, you slowly eased yourself off his cock, ignoring the mess that dripped onto her lap. You laid back on the couch and looked up at Stu. His entire body was shaking, head leaned back onto the couch as he sucked in air.
“You okay baby?”
He nodded, head turning to look at you through glassy eyes.
“Yeah, give me uh’ minute and I'll eat it outta ya’,”
A grin split across your face and you sat back, you knew he’d make good on his promise.