Rachel wants your cock.

Rachel leans over and whispers into your ear: “Take me to your room and I’ll show you just what I want.”

Her hot breath skims over your skin and you let a cool smile spread over your face.

“Careful what you ask for,” you say. “There’s no going back after this.”

The two of you get up and leave, letting Griffin and Mars’ envious stares track you out the stadium.

Rachel’s black bubble dress is a “Fuck Me” dress if you’ve ever seen one. It’s tight, so tight that you just know she’s not wearing a bra beneath, and as the two of you crash into your room, lips locked against each other, you can barely stop yourself from tearing off her dress.

You push her back onto your bed, hungry for a taste of her body.

“You’re so much hotter than him,” Rachel moans as your hands run across her thighs and pull her dress upwards.

A moment later and your friend’s ex is stripped naked on your bed. What you suspected is proven true: her breasts are bare, no bra in sight. They’re just the right size. Perfect handfuls. It’s only natural that your hands sink down into her pliant chest and you grab, just as you realise something even better. Her pussy is bare. Clean shaven and no panties in sight.

“You came out to get fucked tonight,” you say, slicking a finger against her bare folds. “You’re a dirty little bitch, aren’t you?”

Your finger plunges deep inside her and curls, scraping against the heat of her walls.

“Oh fuck yes,” Rachel moans, her hips pushing against your finger. “I’m so dirty, fucking Griffin’s friend. Fuck that feels good.”

“That’s just a finger,” you laugh. “It’s nothing compared to my cock.”

Speaking of which, you fish out your schlong and press it against her belly, making her aware of just how much you’re packing. The dark haired vixen gasps as she looks down, feeling you lengthen against her skin. A couple strokes from your hand brings you to rock hardness. Just one move and you would be fucking Rachel.

But you’re not going to let her get what she wants. Not yet.

“I’ve always thought you were so hot,” you smile, continuing to grope her tits. “You were much too hot to be hanging with that bastard.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Rachel hisses as your begin finger-fucking her.

“So tell me what you want,” you say, twisting your finger inside her.

“Just fuck me!” Rachel cries out.

“Beg for it,” you say. “Tell me how much you want me.”

“Please, just fuck me,” Rachel murmurs. “I want you to fuck me so badly!”

“Then get on all fours,” you command.

She starts moving, but too slowly. You flip the girl onto her belly and watch as she arches her ass up for you, pressing against your member. Her ass is deliciously firm, her pale curves and the slight tremble in her body so full of anticipation and exactly what you were looking for. Your cock is hard and ready. Her pussy is begging for it. You put two and two together and thrust in.

The feeling of her tight snatch is unbelievable. An image from the past—Rachel riding Griffin’s cock, moaning in pleasure—rises into your head. You slam deep into Rachel. The pressure on your cock is unbelievable. And the moan that rises from her throat is the sweetest sound.

“Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” Rachel says, the words trailing off as you do exactly as she says.

You go fast and hard. Instinct takes over and your cock runs through her quick as you’ll go, each thrust of your hips driving her deeper into your mattress. She’s wet, her juices trickling down her legs. Rachel’s face is buried into your pillows, the sound of her voice muffled as you pound her.

“I bet he could never satisfy you like I do,” you grunt, as your balls slap against her ass with a satisfying smack.

“You’re so much better than Griffin,” Rachel cries out. “So much bigger, so much harder, you fuck me so much better!”

“Scream louder, he might be listening,” you say.

“FUCK ME ALEX, FUCK ME SO GOOD,” Rachel yells, her face rising above your pillow.

“That’s right, scream it to everyone in the hall!” you say, enjoying the way that your cock slides through her.

“FILL ME UP LIKE HE NEVER COULD,” Rachel screams, her hips bucking back into you. “FUCK ALEX! YES ALEX!”

The rhythm you settle on is frantic, both of you going hard. Rachel’s breathing comes fast, the effort of keeping up with you clearly straining her, and you’re starting to feel it too. You grip her waist hard and try not to let yourself go.

“And Mars,” you grunt, fucking Rachel hard. “She could never spread her legs like you do.”

“I’m the better lay, she’s just a bigger slut,” Rachel moans. “That’s how she got with Griffin so fast.”

You politely decline to mention that you’re sleeping with her just minutes after meeting her today.

“You are the better fuck,” you say, despite having never gotten anywhere close to that with Mars. Not that it’s not on your checklist, but you wanted Rachel today and damn…

She’s worth it. Rachel is so fucking good.

Her pussy clenches tight around your cock. The pressure and the sensation combined is too much for you to bear. You feel yourself and peaking and let loose, thick strands of cum ejaculating from your cock. All the pressure is released in those massive ropes, each residual thrust of your hips aching with pleasure. Rachel moans and begins to hit her own orgasm, cumming from your cock. The two of you cum together and the echoes of your moans resound through your room.

“Oh fuck Alex that was so good,” Rachel pants. “I don’t know what I was missing out on.”

“Neither did I,” you chuckle.

The two of you laugh and Rachel begins to reach for her clothes, saying: “You think Griffin was outside spying on us?”

But when she leaves your room, it’s to an empty corridor, with no sign of anybody out there.

Rachel +5