Final Night

"So...." Brittany gets your attention as she leaves the bathroom.

She doesn't seem sure about what's going to happen next, but you had plenty of time to decide while you were waiting.

"Let's go upstairs," You get up, pointing at her bedroom.

"What? In there? But we just cleaned...."

"Right, I hadn't thought of that. Let's do it in the attic."

Grudgingly, she leads you into her spotless room, where you can admire yourself from her shining mirror. Neither of you has energy for anything rough, so you strip naked without much hullabaloo while your friend watches, shutting of the lights. Might as well make the last time a bit romantic. You've been lusting after her since the moment she opened the door, and you're positive she's been teasing you on purpose the whole day.

You push her down onto the bed and lift her long legs in the air, slowly taking off her heels. Then you take her by the hand and pull her up to a sitting position, where she knows what to do. Gingerly, she unzips your shorts and takes you in her mouth. The pleasure can't compare with what you felt the other day, but you know that it is necessary for tonight. You're hard in no time, and, with enough spit to drown a spider running down your cock, you push her onto her back.

You climb onto Brittany missionary style and slide her panties off. Her cute little clit lies there in it's cage, painfully pressing against the plastic as it tries to get hard. You flash her a knowing smile as you rub your hand over the device, teasing her unbearably. Then, you line up your wet tool with her shaved hole, and look in her eyes for permission. Then you push in. It's fucking wonderful! Everything is so much more clear - you can feel every muscle, every contour of her ass as it adapts to the intruder. You had no idea condoms take so much pleasure away, and make a promise to yourself to never use one again.

Soon, you find yourself pushing into your friend more and more quickly, keeping your eyes on hers to make sure you're not hurting. She has a serene expression on her face, enjoying it this time as you spear into her bowels. She lights up with a smile when you make eye contact, just to make sure you know.

You give Brittany a silent minute to grow accustomed once you're fully inside, not wanting to spoil the moment with any of your usual banter. When she gives you a nod, you begin. In and out you pump her tight ass. There's much less resistance this time around, which you can't help but feel suits you both just fine. It seems to especially suit Brittany, who's giving off soft moans as she plays with her 'breasts'.

You slow down as you feel yourself building up to an orgasm. Everything forgotten, you're completely lost in the moment, wanting to prolong these feelings as long as possible. Just like from all your edging practice, you're able to slow the pace until you place yourself into a state of continual orgasm - the feeling of cumming dragged out forever. Well, at least it would have lasted forever if your naughty beta hadn't started rocking back. That is enough to set you over the edge, and you break the romantic silence with a primal groan as you unleash all you have into her behind.

Heavy breathing, you don't say anything - the glance you've both exchanged has said more than language can. When you pull out, you watch your cum slide out of her hairless butt, smiling as it runs down into the sheets.

Exhausted, you collapse beside Brittany, quickly falling asleep with your arm around her.