"Can we dry hump?"

Feeling your arm become too tired to keep going, you looked up at Alex, into his hungry eyes. "My hand is getting tired," you said worriedly.

"We could fuck instead?" came his response, accompanied by a sly grin. You knew he was half joking -- but only half.

"You know that we shouldn't! We could try something else, though..." Alex's eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Well, I'm getting kind of worked up again, and you're still..." you pointed to his fully erect, throbbing dick. "So, what if we just dry hump? Like rub against each other?" You quickly added "But only AGAINST! No going inside!"

Alex's eyes lit up. He immediately lifted you off the floor, his dick pressed up against your wet pussy. You were pretty sure that in your current state of mind, even if he had slid himself inside of you, there would be no way that you would've stopped him until he was done. He laid you on his bed, the knob of his dick bumping against your pussy, eliciting a small moan. Alex simply began kissing you deeply, his dick resting on your pussy. He began thrusting, the length of his shaft rubbing fantastically against your clit.

Alex broke the kiss to remark with a chuckle, "This feels less like dry humping and more like wet humping." You had to admit that you were extremely wet. There was almost no friction as his cock slides against your sensitive clit, but this felt amazing. You could feel the heat radiating from his manhood as it sawed between the cleft of your pussy.

You could feel Alex's strokes lengthening slowly. The head of his cock bumped against your entrance once on the way back up, and it felt so good. You swore you could just turn your hips ever so slightly, and he would end up inside of you... but you couldn't. Well, shouldn't. But it would feel really good...