Fuck, Don't Stop Please!

Lester lay silently staring at the ceiling of his room. It was a different perspective than he was used to. His body should be ready to sleep, but his mind was alert, not willing to miss this opportunity.

Based on Lizzie’s breathing, she had fallen asleep a couple hours ago. He reached for his phone to check the time. 3:00am.

Perfect.

Lester slowly and quietly threw off his blanket and rolled off the mattress, careful not to crush his throbbing erection. It was time for relief.

Sarah hadn’t gone to the bathroom after fucking Dan. Based on their past encounters that he had studied, she either cleaned up right away or drifted off to sleep. When she did fall asleep first, she would usually wake up a few hours later in the middle of the night.

She hadn’t stirred yet, so Lester speculated that it was only a matter of time. He wished he could check his computer to see what was going on next door. He’d have to review the footage in the morning. Turning on the screen might wake up Lizzie, and he didn’t want her to know more than she had to.

He crept to the bedroom door, being careful to avoid the creaking floorboards. He opened his door slowly, its well greased hinges opening without a sound. He peeked his head out.

Just as he thought, no sign of Sarah yet. He was tempted to try their bedroom door, but he assumed it would be locked.

Time for him to enact the next part of his plan, that he hadn’t divulged to Lizzie. The one where he got two birds with one stone.

He turned back to his room, leaving the door open. Moonlight from the window illuminated Lizzie’s form beneath the blanket. Part of her white shoulder was exposed to his eyes.

Lester licked his lips and began to cross the room, carefully listening for sounds of Sarah stirring. He pulled one side of his shirt up and then awkwardly grabbed it with the other hand, pulling it off and over his thick frame. He tossed it aside onto the floor without a care.

He stepped up to the foot of the bed. Keeping his gaze on Lizzie, he lowered his pants. His legs were pale and matted with hair, blood was rushing into his erect cock as he bent over.

Now he was naked in the moonlight, staring down at a beauty practically begging to be uncovered. This was a familiar feeling for him.

Lester’s eyes flicked up to check Lizzie’s face. Still asleep. She had wisely not accepted his drink, but Lester did enjoy his challenges. From his notes, he knew she was somewhat of a heavy sleeper.

He slowly pulled back the blanket. Lizzie’s red dress had ridden up her thighs, and she was sleeping on her side, giving him a great view of her legs.

Lester leaned over her, careful not to disturb her with his gut. His hand found the zipper to her dress, and he carefully slid it down to the bottom. Trying to take her dress off now would be a rookie mistake. That would come later. For now, he was preparing the scene, the way a great artist would lay out their brushes and paints first before even touching the canvas.

The king bed really was a great investment as he now had plenty of room to work with. Lester stealthily set himself down onto the bed and smiled. No creaking. The reinforced bed frame had been another great investment.

Lester’s hands didn’t caress Lizzie’s legs as he longed to, but instead they reached up for the hem of her dress and gently hiked it up until her panty covered sex was exposed.

He expertly hooked his thumbs around the sides of Lizzie’s red panties and began to gently tug them down her legs. Once they were off, Lester bunched them up and tucked them between the mattress and the frame of the bed, adding another trophy to his collection.

He gently rolled her hips so she was lying on her back before he slithered up the bed until his head was between her legs. He inhaled slowly through his nose, taking in the familiar and intoxicating scent of her pussy and smiled.

It’s been too long.

Hooking one arm around her thigh to keep her in place, he slid his other under her ass, lifting it slightly to give him a better angle. He cocked his head to the side and listened one last time for sounds from the other side of the wall.

Nothing.

Reassured that he had plenty of time to lay the trap for Sarah, he lowered his head and began to run his tongue along Lizzie’s bare slit.

Her body squirmed at his touch, but Lester held her still. She didn’t wake up.

People made assumptions about Lester when they saw him. Generally, none of those were positive. One assumption people never made about him was that he was skilled in the bedroom. Given his appearance and body type, this would be a logical assumption to make.

However, Lester had dedicated lots of time to perfecting his craft. One of the tools he had honed over the years was being particularly attentive to the female body. Giving a woman the most pleasurable experience of her life made it that much harder to deny him the next time.

Lester’s tongue continued to dance up and down Lizzie’s slit. He could taste her beginning to become wet, and he smiled when he felt her hips involuntarily push up off the bed towards his face.

His tongue found her clit and began to slowly draw circles around it. He chanced removing his arm from around her thigh and brought one of his fingers towards her opening, slowly inserting the tip into her.

His finger gently traced the inside of Lizzie, matching the circular motion of his tongue. He remembered from one of the instructional videos he had studied long ago how the entrance to a woman’s vagina had a ton of sensitivity.

He continued his oral **** as he pushed his finger farther into his former roommate.

“Mmm,” Lizzie moaned in her sleep. “Mmmmmmm.”

Lester stifled a smile. He knew he had her now. He slipped a second finger inside of her and rotated his palm to face up, beginning to make a ‘come here’ motion with the two digits. The tips of his fingers ran over Lizzie’s sensitive g-spot as he did this, bringing out an even greater reaction from the sleeping redhead.

Each time his fingers ran against that spot, Lester sucked hard on her clit. Lizzie’s hips were bucking up against his face, wanting more.

“Oh,” she moaned dreamily. “Mmmmmmmm.”

He could tell by the way her pussy was clenching his fingers and the increasingly **** movement of her hips that her body would come soon.

He increased the tempo of his sucking and his fingers followed the faster pace he was setting. It didn’t take long before she finally came.

“Oh, oh,” Lizzie’s hand found the back of Lester’s head and pulled him into her as her hips pushed up against his face. He could feel her nails digging into the back of his scalp.

She’d definitely be waking up soon after that one, so Lester shifted positions, removing his fingers from her vagina and looping both arms around her thighs to hold her in place. He drove his tongue deep inside of her, doubling the intensity of his oral ****.

“Oh, fuck,” he heard from her sultry lips. His eyes flicked up to see her magnificent breasts pushing up against her red dress as she arched her back.

His tongue spun around inside of her, alternating between licking the walls of her vagina and driving into it in a penetrative movement. Lizzie’s hand stayed on the back of his head while the other had moved to grip the headboard.

Her back slumped to the bed as her orgasm subsided and her eyes opened, looking lazily down at Lester. She blinked a few times as she seemed to be slowly getting her bearings.

Her hips lifted off the bed, trying to roll to the side, but Lester held her tight. She opened her mouth to protest, but Lester stuck his tongue in deep and licked back alongside the roof of her vagina, hitting her g-spot.

Lizzie’s head fell back against the pillow while her hand stayed planted on Lester’s head. Her hips continued to rise off the bed, no longer trying to get away.

“Lester,” she moaned unintentionally as she tried to speak. “You shouldn’t, we didn’t agree to –”

Lester picked up his tempo, cutting her off.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned again. “This is wrong. You fucking tricked me. Mmmmm.”
Lester could feel another orgasm building inside of her. She raised her hips yet again, trying to get as much of his tongue into her as possible.

“Oh fuck.” she moaned. “Right there, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

Lester slowed down the pace of his tongue, withdrawing it so it only teased the inside edge of her pussy.

“Fuck, don’t stop. Please,” Lizzie moaned. “Don’t fucking stop.”

Lester continued to slow his ****, though, purposely not matching the **** pleas of her body. She wanted to cum again, her mind was rushing with endorphins, looking for that sweet release.

In one fluid motion, Lester unhooked his arms and crawled up her body. Before Lizzie realized what was happening, he was on top of her. His cock was in one hand, pressing against her sex as her hips were still lifted up, looking for contact from his tongue. His thighs bent her legs back until they were resting on his hips, her body automatically responding by softly wrapping them around his waist.

He rested on his forearm, his hand going under her neck to grab the hair at the base of her head in a fist. He didn’t forget how much she loved that.

She turned her face away and didn’t meet his gaze. He continued to rub the head of his cock up and down her entrance, slowly pressing into it without diving all the way in yet. Lizzie’s hips continued pushing up, seeking out more contact with him.

Lester tightened his grip on her hair and turned her head to face him.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned desperately. Her eyes eventually opened up to look at him.

Lester still saw that fire of defiance behind her eyes, but they were clouded over by something even more powerful: Lust.

He didn’t dare smile like he wanted to, as this was the moment of truth. He just stared into her eyes like a hungry animal, matching the intensity of the lust in her gaze. He held his cock steady against her opening, pressing the cock head to her entrance, but not initiating penetration himself.

Then he felt it. Lizzie’s legs tightened around his waist, pulling him forward. Her hips lifted off the bed again, this time pushing against his cock instead of his tongue as more of his shaft disappeared inside of her. He didn’t break eye contact.

“Oh!” As more of his cock slid into her, she opened her mouth in pleasure.

The fire in her eyes subsided, consumed by pure lust now. He let go of his cock and pushed a little deeper into her. He wanted her to be the one to bring him all the way inside. Her hands came to rest on his arms, her grip tight.

Her legs pulled at him, trying to get more of his cock. Her hips were continually pushed against him, **** to cum.

He had her. Checkmate.

Lester sunk down, burying the entire length of his bare cock inside of her. She was lost in bliss. In the past, Lizzie would always insist on condoms, but in her sleepy stupor she must have forgotten.

“Ohhhh, fuck,” Lizzie moaned loudly. With the door open, the sounds would be more noticeable than before. “Oh shit. Mmmmm.”

Lester pinned one arm down and pulled her head up towards him, his lips mashing into hers. Without thinking, she returned his kiss as his tongue invaded her pretty mouth while his bare cock explored every inch of her behind her lower lips.

“Mhmmmm,” she continued to moan into his mouth. Her hand found the back of his head, and she ran her fingers through his thinning hair as she pulled him down onto the bed with her. “Mmmmhmmmmmmm.”