You Absolutely Need a Rebound Fuck

You blame absolutely everything on the fact that you are somehow still incredibly hard and have been spending the past few days thinking of nothing but sex. And maybe you're a little petty, but that's not the point.

With all the knowledge and skill you (hopefully) gained from watching and reenacting porn with Bob, you cock your head down and to the side, leaning in close and looking up with what have to be your best bedroom eyes, "Well, I could really use a partner to let off some steam with."

God you hope that flustered look on his face means he's into it because now you're determined. You are going to fuck this guy.

As you notice his hands start to come up, and his stammering start to smooth out, you quickly interrupt to try and push him over the edge.

"You don't want to?" you ask as your hand slides down to his inner thigh. "I promise I can make you feel good." And now you're whispering a few inches from his ear one hand coming up to grab at the firm muscle of his bicep as the other continues massaging the muscles of his inner thigh, your knuckle just barely grazing his crotch. "You know, I bet you're big enough to fill me completely. I'd love for someone like you to throw me down and take me however. You. Wanted." you punctuate the last few words to drive it home.

You aren't quite sure which porno you're trying to imitate right now, but as your knuckles slowly drag up the length of his member, you realize that he's grown a distinctive bulge, and it feels like roughly 9 inches of victory.

You know you've won, but, it still burns something in the pit of your stomach when he finally stutters out, "H-here?"