SMACK!!

"Good morning," I said as she jumped from the ass slap.

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me."

I wrapped my arms around Bri from behind as she washed up a few dishes in the kitchen sink.
It was early in the morning and my 20 something horniness was getting the best of me as I ground my cock into her perfect ass. An ass barely covered by a pair of thin running shorts and no underwear.

"Stop! someone is going to see!" she said as she jerked around to look over my shoulder.
"Everyone is still asleep"
"You're bad," she muttered silently as she gained confidence that the coast was clear.
"You're sexy," I responded.

Then she gave me that look. That look that tells me she knows she owns me. She knows I'd do anything she wanted in that instant.

"You wanna fuck me?"

If I wasn't fully erect at that point, those words turned my cock into throbbing stone.

"Jesus fuck Bri.... I don't think I've ever heard a sexier question."

She starts rubbing my hard-on through a pair of thin basketball shorts.

"Oh, he woke up with intentions, didn't he?"

Let me take step back.

Bri and I had a complicated relationship.

I'd known Bri since freshman year of college. She lived on the same dorm room floor as a buddy of mine, and he was good at making female friends. We liked to smoke weed, Bri and a couple of her friends liked to smoke weed, and just like that, our mutual appreciation of a harmless illegal plant, created what became a very tight group of new friends. By the grace of my older brother's legacy friends in the town, I happened to have a very solid hookup for being a freshman in college.

At that time, Bri came to school with a boyfriend. She wasn't the type to not have a boyfriend, so our relationship was always one where I could be little more comfortable, knowing she wasn't pursuable. But we always seemed to enjoy each other's company, and there were always little signs that made me wonder. I wasn't very good at reading signs back then, but she threw fuck me eyes my way every once in a while. She had great fuck me eyes.

Fast forward.

My group of friends added many people over the next couple years, one of which was a guy named Steve. Steve was a good enough dude. Kind of a fringe participant in most of our circle's activities, but over time we got closer. We even lived with each other for 3 months the summer between my sophomore and junior years. This was the same summer that Bri broke up with her old HS boyfriend, and within days of being single, she hooked up with Steve at a party and quickly left the market. It didn't help that I had a bit of a fwb relationship with one of the other girls in the friend group, so I never really had a chance.

But hey, we were all friends, and Bri was out of my league anyway.

By the end of that summer, Bri was looking for a place to live as were a couple of guy friends and myself. Low and behold, we ended up as roommates.

yada yada yada, we got closer and closer, then before I know it, we ended up fucking. See that story here

Back to THIS particular story.

The intentions in my penis were pretty obvious, and Bri's intentions got obvious pretty damn quickly.

She grabbed my erect cock, turned towards her room and pulled me by my dick across the living room and into her bedroom suite.

There was a sexual confidence about Bri that I've never experienced since. She was super sexy, but it was her confident vibrance and energy that made her special.

She pulled me into her room, shut the door, and pulled off her top.

"Take em off, we might not have much time."

I dropped my shorts as my cock sprang out of the constraints.

She immediately dropped to her knees and aggressively took it in her mouth. A few quick strokes up and down my shaft with some slobber, and she stood up, spit on her hand and rubbed her pussy.

"Lay down," she said as she pushed me back onto her bed.

I scoot back to give her some room to climb on top of me. Without an hesitation, she impaled herself to the hilt.

"Oh fuck!" escaped her lips, a little louder than she intended. Her eyes went bright as she covered her mouth. She gave me that, "I hope I didn't wake anyone" look, before removing her hand from her mouth and smiling at me. She leaned into to whisper into my ear.

"I love your cock"

She then started to fuck me. And I mean that. She had this hip grind on my cock that was a special ability. She go from that to a sort of twerk, and it brought the sensations a little too quick.

"You better stop, or I'm gonna cum."
"I'm close too," she whispered in my ear.
"Seriously, you have about 5 more seconds, and I'm past the point of no return."
"I want you to cum in my pussy."

She leaned back, smiled at me, and doubled down.

The tingling started to get intense, but I held on for dear life. Her face went into that lustful serious, determined state as she slammed her hips into mine.

Her moans turned into a groan right as the my whole body radiated with that drug like vibrating bliss.

Her body started convulsing as her moans turned to the sound of release. My moans turned to swearing as the intensity of erupting inside her beautiful pussy were feelings greater than one can really handle.

There's something incredibly overwhelming, amazing and emotional about mutual orgasms. First of all, from a males perspective, cumming inside a woman is fucking intense. Take your standard orgasm, and multiply the experience at least 3 fold. Add the convulsing beauty on top of you, followed by the blissful glow face to face in nice warm, somewhat sweaty, embrace. It's an incredible feeling.

Then come the smiles and giggles as the love flows. And we loved each other. We really did. I don't know that either of us really understood our connection, but we felt it.

"Now get the fuck out of my bed, before we get caught."