Leave your pants on

You decide to go with the flow and let things happen naturally. As she leans over again, this time putting her hands on your crotch and grabbing hold of your cock through your pants, you feel a rush of excitement. She gives a tug as if testing its weight before releasing it and stepping back slightly.

Her eyes are fixed on yours as she slowly grinds herself against your crotch while maintaining eye contact. The heat between your bodies is palpable, and every bit of movement causes an exquisite friction. She moves her hips in slow circles, each one increasing the intensity of the sensation.

As you continue to watch, mesmerized by the sight of her grinding herself against you, she reaches down with one hand and starts to stroke herself through her panties which simultaneously rubs your cock through your pants. Her other hand moves up to cup one of her breasts, fingers rolling over the nipple.

The sensation of her grinding is driving you wild. You can’t help but slip a hand underneath your pants and into your boxers to stroke yourself as she continues to rub against you.

Your heartbeat quickens as Trish starts to moan softly. Her fingers move faster over her clit, and her hips grind harder against yours. The sound of her moans echoes in the empty room, sending chills down your spine.

“Fuck...,” she gasps, her breath coming in quick little puffs. “Oh fuck.” And with that she collapses onto you, panting heavily as she continues to stroke herself and ride your cock through your pants while grinding against it. Her soft body presses firmly into yours.

You feel her tensing up every muscle in anticipation. Her hips start to move in sharp, jerky thrusts that drive you wild with lust. As she cums, a small cry escapes her lips, and she convulses in your lap while continuing to grind against you.

Her body shudders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her chest heaves up and down rapidly as she tries to catch her breath, before collapsing motionless in your lap. Your hard cock still pressed against between her legs. Only the fabric of your pants separates you and her.

After several moments of silence, she finally pulls away from you, standing up straight again with a contented sigh. She tosses her pink thong in your direction, smirking as they land at your feet. “That was fun,” she says, turning to walk out of the room.

You watch her leave, feeling an incredible mix of emotions. Part of you is still reeling from the intense need to cum, while another part can’t help but marvel at how easy it was for her to get off on something as simple as rubbing herself against your cock through your pants.

As soon as she leaves the room, you immediately drop your pants and underwear, revealing a hard cock that is dripping with precum. You pick up the pink thong, cup it in your hands and start stroking slowly, relishing every sensation of soft fabric on hard flesh.

The memory of her grinding against you fills your mind, sending waves of pleasure through your body as you slowly bring yourself to climax. Your hips buck up off the bed as you cum, feeling incredible satisfaction wash over you in a warm wave.

After a few moments spent catching your breath and savoring the afterglow, you put on your pants and walk over to the door. Before you shove the panties in your pocket, you hold them up to your nose. They smell faintly of her sex, and it sends shivers down your spine as you hold them close to your face, inhaling deeply.

With a satisfied grin on your face, you wander into the main living area. The evening’s party has started, so you are able to slip out undetected.

Trish may not have been interested in anything more than a quickie, but at least now she knows that there’s something there between the two of you... and maybe one day she’ll be willing to explore it further.