Sounds Like a Plan

Briana’s smile beams as she takes a half step back and pinches my cheek. “Don’t go gettin all romantic on me, Romeo. Save the mushy stuff fer Heather.”

I chuckle. “Come on now, I’m just trying to set the mood.”

“The mood is horny and I’m already there. Well done.” She teases as she begins unbuttoning her shirt. “So top ’r bottom?”

“Ha ha ha!” I laugh at her pulling schmaltzy rug right out from under me, a quick reminder that we were ‘friends with benefits’ and that was enough for both of us. “Bottom.”

“I knew ye’d say that.” She parts her shirt to remove it, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her cute little tits were already aroused, my eyes pan across her lithe body with those lean attractive feminine muscles just barely showing to give extra shape and contour to her torso. Her pale flesh showed tan lines near the neck and forearms which, combined with the smooth callouses on her hands, gave her a real salt of the earth aura that suited her to a tee. Noticing me ogling she prods. “I thought I was the voyeur here. Ye strippin down or do I have to get Julie in here to hold you down while I do it?”

I continue chuckling as I peel out of my shirt. “Hey now, no need for threats.” She watches me as keenly as I watch her as we efficiently strip down to nothing and soon we are face to face with our equally matched dicks chubby and growing. “So how do you…?”

“Nope.” She cuts me off.

“No?”

“Yer Heather’s man with all that entails. Yer Ellie for Lily, Sir for Mia, cutie and wrestle partner for Julie and I won’t even ask about Rebecca.” Running a hand down my chest, her eyes following her fingers, she asks. “What do YOU want, Elliot?”

“Oh!” I say, taken aback by the question. “Actually, I like being all those things, I love making others happy, but since you asked…” My gaze glides down her slender body to stop at her beautiful six inches. “I really liked giving you head. Yours is the perfect size for oral. Then maybe I could ride you?”

Her smile brightens. “Sounds like a plan, Elliot.”

Taking her hands I back up to the bed and sit down in front of her. Placing my palms on her thighs I can feel the firm muscle beneath the thin layer of fat. I run my hands up her legs, my fingers splayed wide as the glide over her trim tummy until my thumbs are flicking and teasing her tiny titties. I grin as I watch how my fondling of her tits made her cock twitch and dance for me.

Briana lets out a happy sigh and puts her hands over mine as I continue playing with her breasts. “Mmm, so…how’s the construction thing going?”

“Pfff!” I giggle. “Seriously?”

She peers down with a playful glint in her blue eyes. “It’s hard to get hangout time with ye, yer so darn popular. Figured I better get it in now.”

Again I laugh. Briana always brought with her such easy good feelings. “It’s going great, except when the weather’s bad like today. Not that I’m complaining.” With that I lean forward and wrap my lips around her almost hard cock. “Mmmmm.” I give it a long suck, biting down slightly with my lips to feel the squish. Going down on rock hard cock was a special joy, no doubt, but I did so savor these moment when the flesh was still soft and the feeling of it growing in my mouth.

“Ohhh.” She sighs, her hands pushing down my arms. “I guess we’re done talkin then.”

“Mmmmm!” I suck right to the tip then open up and nom back down to the base before her penis even had a chance to fall. Holding her deep my tongue flicks and swirls all around her growing member. Greedily I suck as I bury my nose into her dark pubes to take in her aroma. “Mm, mm, mmm.” I hum as her hardness begins to set in and I begin to rock forward and back. Closing my eyes I block out the voices beyond the door and all the drama that I’d just survived to focus entirely on the dick in my mouth and the tits in my hands. Between my legs my own dick, though untouched, hardens at the same rate as Bri’s. “Mmmm!” I moan as she rests her hands on my head, giving me an illusion of her being in control. I could have asked her, of course, to take the reins but I knew I’d get plenty of that with some of the ladies to come and I was enjoying things just as they were. Instead I just…chill. Relaxed and content I suck Bri’s lovely penis. “Mmm, mmm, mmm.” My thumbs tease her nipples I pause to slap my tongue up and down her knob. She lets out a hot, lusty breath, her tight body tensing, as nips and tip get flicked. Then at once I pinch the whole of her soft breasts between thumb and knuckle while return to gliding up and down her shaft. “Mmm, mmm, mmm!”

“Hahhh, tha’s so feckin nice.”

“Hrm!” I let out a laugh and suck off of her with a POP. “Your accent gets stronger when you get excited.”

“Accent?” She quips with a slap of her dick across my wet smile. “What accent?” With a bounce she sits down on the bed beside me, her arm around me, and gives me a kiss to the cheek. “Yer ridin ye say?”

Running my hand down the smooth covers I invite her to lay down. “Make yourself comfy.”

With a laugh she brings her feet up and spins into the center of the bed. Stretching out she flexes then relaxes and puts her hands behind her head. With her shiny wet dick free standing she say. “Saddle up!”

“Ha!” On the nightstand sat a fresh bottle of lube, this one with a convenient pump at the top. I dollop out a couple of squirts onto my left palm then scoop some up with the middle two fingers of my right hand. Kneeling beside her I lube up her cock while at the same time reaching between my legs to work some into my eager hole. Well practiced now my anus easily relaxes to let my fingers in. Not wanting to keep her waiting, or the rest of them, I quickly straddle her and effortlessly sink down onto her hard six inches. “Ohhhhh.” I moan as her shaft glides into me, stretching me and filling me oh so nicely without being a challenge. The honey I now had in my system only heightens the pleasure of it. Letting out a long moan I begin to ride. “Ohhh, I could ride this dick all night and all day. Fuck that’s good.”

“Hohhh.” Bri huffs, clawing her strong fingers down my stomach. “Ye’ll be lucky to ride it five minutes with how good you feel. Ohhh!”

I smile warmly, continuing to love the fact that she was ‘mere sexual mortal’ like myself. “I’ll take what I can get.”

Sitting tall I rise and fall in unhurried strokes, going from tip to root on each and every thrust. I stay upright because I knew she loved to watch me, and I loved her watching me too. She reaches for my dick but I give her a subtle shake of my head, signaling she didn’t need to worry about that if she didn’t want to. I was more than content with the anal alone. Catching my signal she relaxes beneath me. Her hands resting on my thighs that flanked her hips she lay comfortably watching my body go up and down on top of her.

“So…experimental archeology.” I say. “Much a demand for that kind of thing?”

My callback to her hangout complaint gives her an honest belly laugh, I giggle as I feel her cock flex and jiggle inside me to her laughter. A lovely blush coming out across her freckled cheeks she says. “Not much, no. Luckily I’m good at what I do.” She pats my leg. “Could you just shift a little…yeah, there it is.” After my readjustment I return to riding her slow and smooth and easy, wanting to savor every second I had with her. “Mmm.” She hums, those sharp eyes of her drinking in my naked torso and bobbing cock. “Ahhh, shit. HAH!” She gasps as I clench down on one stroke. “Jesus!”

As I ride her, as I watch her watching me, I reflect back on the moment I met her. That silly bimbo on the bench…and then she came out of nowhere. I was so glad it was her. Everything about that bleach blonde was fake, but Bri was a real as they came. And I treasured that deeply. I think about her watching me play, watching Julie and I in the shower, watching Lily and Ellie dance…and I think about the threesome with Julie, the threesome with Lily and then how she had stood shoulder to shoulder with me to face Liam and his family. She was real alright. A real friend. And our friendship was only just beginning.

“Ohhhh Elliot!” She moans softly, no longer able to hold back passion in her voice.

“Yessss.” I groan, arching back to feel her pressing my prostate harder. Supporting myself with one hand on her knee I ride faster, bouncing on her cock as my own leaking rod slapped up and down. “Fuck, yes! Ohhhhh!”

Her face twitches and twists, her nostrils flare as her breath comes ragged and shallow. She was close but trying to hold back. “Hahhh!”

Squeezing tighter and clapping harder I ride her like bucking bronco, giving her no hope to defy the pleasure building inside of her. “Yes! Yes! Cum for me, Bri! Cum inside me! God…hahhhh…I wanna feel you cum! YES!”

Her abs tighten and her fingers clamp onto my knees as bucks up with the first and last thrust she would make. “Nnnnnngh!”

“Hahhh!” As Briana cums hard inside of me I moan and shudder with a dry, anal orgasm. My cock flexes in the rhythm of the waves of pleasure radiating out from my P-spot, but it does not spill. Grinding down on Bri hard I milk her pulsing dick with the clench and release of my own climax. “Ohhhh!”

Soon after we are both breathing heavy and staring at each other. Staring into each other’s eyes, her cock still buried inside my creamy insides, we take a moment just to recover from the pleasure we’d just given each other. Huffing and puffing we continue staring, neither of us quite sure of what to say. The moment stunned afterglow is cracked when she smirks, which makes me grin, then in one voice…we both begin to laugh.