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So to catch up, Mackenzie is one of Ant’s pretty good friends, but I hadn’t known that when I met him on a night out with the girls. We danced and kissed, but nothing more, as I was out for my friend’s birthday. A few weeks later I was introduced to him through Ant and we immediately recognised each other. I told Ant what had happened that night, but we’d agreed before that friends were off limits (we have an open relationship) so that was that. Whenever I met him after that, Mack was always flirty and really did turn me on, but he was like that with everyone so I thought nothing of it.
So fast forward to him standing in the hallway having just seen me and Ant going at it on the sofa… “Oh err, sorry! I did text you. Paul (Ant’s housemate) leant me his key so I could borrow his bike if you were out.” Mack fiddled with the door handle while Ant pulled on last night’s pyjama bottoms which had been lying over the arm of the sofa, his erection taking its time to go down. He took Mack upstairs to sort out the bike, allowing me time to catch my breath and get cleaned up in the bathroom. I sat on the toilet, my legs still feeling a bit like jelly, and tried to work out why I felt so weird over what had just happened. It’s not like I’d never been caught before, but this was someone I wanted so badly and couldn’t have. The moment replayed in my mind, exciting me, but also making me frustrated and uncomfortable.
Two days later, I was getting ready to head back home when the doorbell rang. I answered it to Mack carrying the bike over his shoulder, his biceps glistening and pecs bulging under his t shirt. I blushed, remembering the sight of his face as I came the other day. I mumbled something incoherent and stood aside to let him through. He placed his hand on my waist as he leant in to kiss me hello on the cheek, but I couldn’t get my head straight and just flinched away awkwardly. He paused as if about to say something but instead just disappeared upstairs to put the bike away.
As I was about to leave, Mack got up saying “hang on a sec, I’ll walk you back”. I turned, trying to think of some excuse, but he had just moved onto the same street as me (small world!) so there wasn’t really anything I could say. Ant giggled, seeing that I was flustered but answered instead of me “cheers mate, I should start getting my shit ready for work tomorrow”.
On the way back home, he was being his usual flirty self, but I was trying my best to disassociate his face from the feeling of that orgasm, and so was pretty quiet. Just before we turned the corner onto our street, he stopped suddenly and asked what was wrong. I had no idea what to say and just stood there awkwardly.. again. He leant back against the wall and said “look, the other day...” but I cut him off, “it’s cool, don’t worry about it.” I tried to avoid his eyes as he looked at me intensely, pausing a moment, then he blurted out “I’m sorry, I just can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve wanted you since that first night we met, but you’ve been so hot and cold since then. Then seeing you like that, and the way you said my name, it absolutely destroyed me!” I looked up at him, distracted by his lips momentarily as I tried to process how to answer him, when suddenly they were on mine. It took me a moment to respond, lost in the feel of his soft lips as my mind raced ahead to what else they could do. I caught myself before I fell down that rabbit hole and pushed him away, feeling guilty I that I hadn’t reacted sooner.
I stepped back, “sorry I can’t, you know, you’re his friend..” I trailed off. My hand rested on his chest keeping distance, although I couldn’t help but feel his sculpted muscles rising and falling and his heartbeat thundering underneath. “What are you talking about? I thought you were poly? He’s fine with it” I told him about the ‘friends’ agreement, to which he looked confused. “He literally just told me to go for it though”, now it was my turn to look confused. I pulled out my phone and Ant answered quickly with “I thought you guys would be busy already…” So long story short, although we usually we communicate really well with each other, it turns out I had just created the rule for both of us without realising he never minded me being with his friends, I had just assumed out of not wanting to be a hypocrite.
I put my phone away and gazed at Mack, trying to process how I could’ve misunderstood the situation. He kissed me again and I melted into him, greedy with the knowledge that I had stupidly delayed this. His arms enveloped me as he kissed my neck and trailed up to suck on my earlobe. My hands explored his body, running up his muscular arms and down his toned torso. He took my arse cheeks in each hand, fitting perfectly, and squeezed me into him. I felt him stiffen slightly and he moved his hands to my hips, pulling me closer and absentmindedly traced a thumb across my hip bone. I felt a shiver go through me and guided his hand further across until his fingers grazed along my stomach, then teased at the waistband of my skirt, asking permission. It was a quiet spot and already pretty dark so I didn’t worry about any unexpected onlookers. I reached up into him with my body, urging his hand lower. He laughed softly and dropped it to stroke my inner thigh instead, breaking the kiss to watch my reactions. He was slow and purposeful, circling up then receding slightly, tickling my bare skin as he went. My skirt rose with him and I inhaled sharply as he reached that spot where my thigh starts to curve in and all my nerves started to tingle in anticipation. His hand climbed higher again and he ran a finger gently along my crease, saturating the fabric as he spread my lips beneath my thong. With that, the trance I was in broke and I ran my hand down to feel the bulge in his shorts, making him groan into my mouth. I fumbled with his button but he pulled my hand back up onto his chest, clearly happier exposing me than himself.
He pushed the gusset of my thong to the side and ran a finger across my silky slit. My pussy throbbed, waiting to feel the pressure of his thick finger penetrating me, but it just kept teasing my lips, occasionally flicking across my clit. He spun us around, pushing my back up against the wall and started to explore inside me with his fingers. He pulled the straps off my shoulders, uncovering my tits, but for the sheer bra underneath. I uttered a small sound as he tweaked my nipple through my bra, which stood to attention immediately, while he kept fucking me with his other hand. I was completely lost in the moment, revelling in his touch and his mouth moving across my breasts, neck and lips. He stepped back, licking his fingers, and ran his eyes slowly down my exposed body, then turned me to face the wall. His hands glided down me, feeling the curves of my chest, waist and hips as he pressed his crotch against me, letting me feel his erection. He wrapped his arms around me, running one hand across my stomach, pulling me into him, and groping my tits with the other. “So do you want to come back to mine then..?” he toyed and kissed my neck just below my ear. I groaned at the tease but nodded “uh huh”, aching to feel him inside of me.
We traveled the short distance up the road, giggling and groping at each other. He pushed me up against his front door, clumsily unlocking it while his lips locked onto mine. When the latch finally flicked open, we fell through laughing. He guided me in front of him, up the stairs to his flat, hands under my skirt feeling my arse as we climbed. He lifted my skirt to gather at my waist and pulled my top off as we went through to his hallway, exposing me in my underwear, then slipped his top over his head in a fluid motion. I took in the sight, running my hands up and down his chiseled torso, then locked eyes with his and slowly sank to my knees. This time he didn’t argue when I undid his shorts and pulled them down revealing his stiff erection.
I took him in both my hands, entranced but not surprised by the size of him. I circled my tongue around his tip then looked up at him as I closed my mouth around it and sucked, tasting the sweetness of him precum oozing out. I held his gaze as I slid my lips down, massaging the base with one hand and gently cupping his balls with the other. He didn’t look away, his mouth staying slightly open as he rested his hand lightly on the back of my head. That slight pressure made my mind swim then and I could only think about how I wanted to devour him. My rhythm became quicker and deeper until I pushed my lips as far as I could go, releasing an “ahhh” from him as he clenched my hair. I tried to pull back but he had me secured in place. The spit pooled in my mouth as I tried to look up at him with my eyes beginning to tear up. His head was tilted back, savouring the deepness, until he suddenly looked down at me, realising he was holding me there and released his grip. I gasped for breath, smiling as the spit spilled down my chin and onto my chest below. He braced against the wall, supporting himself as I guided him in and out again. The second time I took him deep into my throat, he could only take it for a few seconds before pulling away and lifting me up by the chin to kiss him again. He slipped his hand below my pants, his finger encased by my wet lips, rubbing against my clit. “Please, I just want you to fuck me” I said, eager for his cock, despite how good his fingers felt. He kicked his shoes and shorts away and threw me over his shoulder to carry me to his bedroom.
He flung me down onto the mattress, making the pillows bounce back up with me. He knelt in front of me and lifted each leg, kissing my thighs as he unzipped my boots and threw them to the side. My pants were swept off before I could blink, then he crawled up between my legs, wrapping them around him. He reached over to the side for a condom, rolled it on, and squirted some lube on the end. He used his cock as a paint brush to rub the unnecessary lube onto my already drenched pussy and slid his way inside with a sigh. His dick seemed to swell inside of me, making me stretch to accommodate him. We rolled over together so I was on top and I rode him, feeling myself closing tightly around him with each motion. He pulled my bra down to my waist, meeting with my skirt that now resembled a belt, and took my tits in each hand, massaging them and pulling my body into his. The energy and excitement built up and up and I started grinding against him, feeling his cock writhe deep within me. He moved one hand to the middle of my chest, allowing me to brace myself against it and lifted his other thumb to my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it, licking and circling it with my tongue, then he traced it down over my chin and torso, and pushed it between our bodies, finding my clit. It slipped back and forth as I rode him and it wasn’t long before I slammed down hard onto him, squirming on his cock. The muscles inside me contracted as if trying to force him out and I screamed out as I came. I stayed like that for a few moments, gasping, him buried deep inside me, my muscles still twitching around him.
Once my body could respond again, I began slowly moving up and down, still using the hand on my chest as support. He moved his hips up to meet me with each beat. He rolled us over again so I was lying on my back, legs spread wide. I wriggled as my bra hooks dug in, trying to reach behind me without allowing his dick to come out of me. He pulled on my skirt, arching me away from the bed and reached back to unhook it for me and dumped it aside. He lifted my ankles over his shoulders and leant forward, folding me in half while his head hovered inches from mine then he slid his cock into me, kissing me deeply. The weight of his body held me down, my hips bouncing up slightly each time he withdrew. I could see his muscles flex and ripple as he loomed over me, driving his cock hard into my soaking pussy.
He knelt back and flipped me over onto my front in one easy movement then grabbed my arse and kneaded my cheeks with both hands, pulling my hips up towards him. He reached up for a pillow and slipped it underneath me, propping me up so the slit of my pussy was exposed to him. He rubbed his cock along my opening again, spreading my lips apart as he played with my juices, and dipped his head in slightly as he reached the hole. I pushed back into him, grabbing his leg to urge him deeper. “Looks like you didn’t learn your lesson then!” he chuckled at me. It took me a moment to work out what he meant, then the realisation hit me, I couldn’t believe he had seen so much the other day! He laughed again as I tried to turn to question him, and sunk his dick deep into me, making me groan and lie back down. He was huge, reaching so deep inside me, and it felt so good to be filled by him. I felt the orgasm start to rise inside of me and I clutched at the duvet as if it was the only thing anchoring me down. My moans increased as he pounded me faster and harder until I felt it like a wave crashing over me. My whole body went rigid, gripping onto the pleasure bursting inside of me. Every ounce of energy I had poured into that feeling until I had nothing left and became putty underneath him. He didn’t slow down at all, taking advantage of my lack of resistance and heaving me up to meet his cock with every thrust. I don’t know how long it was before he pushed into me with a final groan and I felt his cock jerk as he came.
He collapsed beside me, wiping the sweat from his face and pulling off the condom, then leant over to kiss my shoulder. “Wow, just wow” he said as we both lay there panting. I could only reply with “mmm” as he rolled onto his side and started stroking my back softly. At some point I managed to crawl under the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.
Since that night, we’ve seen each other pretty regularly - it’s quite difficult not to when it’s right on your doorstep really! I’ll save my favourite story for next time though…
So fast forward to him standing in the hallway having just seen me and Ant going at it on the sofa… “Oh err, sorry! I did text you. Paul (Ant’s housemate) leant me his key so I could borrow his bike if you were out.” Mack fiddled with the door handle while Ant pulled on last night’s pyjama bottoms which had been lying over the arm of the sofa, his erection taking its time to go down. He took Mack upstairs to sort out the bike, allowing me time to catch my breath and get cleaned up in the bathroom. I sat on the toilet, my legs still feeling a bit like jelly, and tried to work out why I felt so weird over what had just happened. It’s not like I’d never been caught before, but this was someone I wanted so badly and couldn’t have. The moment replayed in my mind, exciting me, but also making me frustrated and uncomfortable.
Two days later, I was getting ready to head back home when the doorbell rang. I answered it to Mack carrying the bike over his shoulder, his biceps glistening and pecs bulging under his t shirt. I blushed, remembering the sight of his face as I came the other day. I mumbled something incoherent and stood aside to let him through. He placed his hand on my waist as he leant in to kiss me hello on the cheek, but I couldn’t get my head straight and just flinched away awkwardly. He paused as if about to say something but instead just disappeared upstairs to put the bike away.
As I was about to leave, Mack got up saying “hang on a sec, I’ll walk you back”. I turned, trying to think of some excuse, but he had just moved onto the same street as me (small world!) so there wasn’t really anything I could say. Ant giggled, seeing that I was flustered but answered instead of me “cheers mate, I should start getting my shit ready for work tomorrow”.
On the way back home, he was being his usual flirty self, but I was trying my best to disassociate his face from the feeling of that orgasm, and so was pretty quiet. Just before we turned the corner onto our street, he stopped suddenly and asked what was wrong. I had no idea what to say and just stood there awkwardly.. again. He leant back against the wall and said “look, the other day...” but I cut him off, “it’s cool, don’t worry about it.” I tried to avoid his eyes as he looked at me intensely, pausing a moment, then he blurted out “I’m sorry, I just can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve wanted you since that first night we met, but you’ve been so hot and cold since then. Then seeing you like that, and the way you said my name, it absolutely destroyed me!” I looked up at him, distracted by his lips momentarily as I tried to process how to answer him, when suddenly they were on mine. It took me a moment to respond, lost in the feel of his soft lips as my mind raced ahead to what else they could do. I caught myself before I fell down that rabbit hole and pushed him away, feeling guilty I that I hadn’t reacted sooner.
I stepped back, “sorry I can’t, you know, you’re his friend..” I trailed off. My hand rested on his chest keeping distance, although I couldn’t help but feel his sculpted muscles rising and falling and his heartbeat thundering underneath. “What are you talking about? I thought you were poly? He’s fine with it” I told him about the ‘friends’ agreement, to which he looked confused. “He literally just told me to go for it though”, now it was my turn to look confused. I pulled out my phone and Ant answered quickly with “I thought you guys would be busy already…” So long story short, although we usually we communicate really well with each other, it turns out I had just created the rule for both of us without realising he never minded me being with his friends, I had just assumed out of not wanting to be a hypocrite.
I put my phone away and gazed at Mack, trying to process how I could’ve misunderstood the situation. He kissed me again and I melted into him, greedy with the knowledge that I had stupidly delayed this. His arms enveloped me as he kissed my neck and trailed up to suck on my earlobe. My hands explored his body, running up his muscular arms and down his toned torso. He took my arse cheeks in each hand, fitting perfectly, and squeezed me into him. I felt him stiffen slightly and he moved his hands to my hips, pulling me closer and absentmindedly traced a thumb across my hip bone. I felt a shiver go through me and guided his hand further across until his fingers grazed along my stomach, then teased at the waistband of my skirt, asking permission. It was a quiet spot and already pretty dark so I didn’t worry about any unexpected onlookers. I reached up into him with my body, urging his hand lower. He laughed softly and dropped it to stroke my inner thigh instead, breaking the kiss to watch my reactions. He was slow and purposeful, circling up then receding slightly, tickling my bare skin as he went. My skirt rose with him and I inhaled sharply as he reached that spot where my thigh starts to curve in and all my nerves started to tingle in anticipation. His hand climbed higher again and he ran a finger gently along my crease, saturating the fabric as he spread my lips beneath my thong. With that, the trance I was in broke and I ran my hand down to feel the bulge in his shorts, making him groan into my mouth. I fumbled with his button but he pulled my hand back up onto his chest, clearly happier exposing me than himself.
He pushed the gusset of my thong to the side and ran a finger across my silky slit. My pussy throbbed, waiting to feel the pressure of his thick finger penetrating me, but it just kept teasing my lips, occasionally flicking across my clit. He spun us around, pushing my back up against the wall and started to explore inside me with his fingers. He pulled the straps off my shoulders, uncovering my tits, but for the sheer bra underneath. I uttered a small sound as he tweaked my nipple through my bra, which stood to attention immediately, while he kept fucking me with his other hand. I was completely lost in the moment, revelling in his touch and his mouth moving across my breasts, neck and lips. He stepped back, licking his fingers, and ran his eyes slowly down my exposed body, then turned me to face the wall. His hands glided down me, feeling the curves of my chest, waist and hips as he pressed his crotch against me, letting me feel his erection. He wrapped his arms around me, running one hand across my stomach, pulling me into him, and groping my tits with the other. “So do you want to come back to mine then..?” he toyed and kissed my neck just below my ear. I groaned at the tease but nodded “uh huh”, aching to feel him inside of me.
We traveled the short distance up the road, giggling and groping at each other. He pushed me up against his front door, clumsily unlocking it while his lips locked onto mine. When the latch finally flicked open, we fell through laughing. He guided me in front of him, up the stairs to his flat, hands under my skirt feeling my arse as we climbed. He lifted my skirt to gather at my waist and pulled my top off as we went through to his hallway, exposing me in my underwear, then slipped his top over his head in a fluid motion. I took in the sight, running my hands up and down his chiseled torso, then locked eyes with his and slowly sank to my knees. This time he didn’t argue when I undid his shorts and pulled them down revealing his stiff erection.
I took him in both my hands, entranced but not surprised by the size of him. I circled my tongue around his tip then looked up at him as I closed my mouth around it and sucked, tasting the sweetness of him precum oozing out. I held his gaze as I slid my lips down, massaging the base with one hand and gently cupping his balls with the other. He didn’t look away, his mouth staying slightly open as he rested his hand lightly on the back of my head. That slight pressure made my mind swim then and I could only think about how I wanted to devour him. My rhythm became quicker and deeper until I pushed my lips as far as I could go, releasing an “ahhh” from him as he clenched my hair. I tried to pull back but he had me secured in place. The spit pooled in my mouth as I tried to look up at him with my eyes beginning to tear up. His head was tilted back, savouring the deepness, until he suddenly looked down at me, realising he was holding me there and released his grip. I gasped for breath, smiling as the spit spilled down my chin and onto my chest below. He braced against the wall, supporting himself as I guided him in and out again. The second time I took him deep into my throat, he could only take it for a few seconds before pulling away and lifting me up by the chin to kiss him again. He slipped his hand below my pants, his finger encased by my wet lips, rubbing against my clit. “Please, I just want you to fuck me” I said, eager for his cock, despite how good his fingers felt. He kicked his shoes and shorts away and threw me over his shoulder to carry me to his bedroom.
He flung me down onto the mattress, making the pillows bounce back up with me. He knelt in front of me and lifted each leg, kissing my thighs as he unzipped my boots and threw them to the side. My pants were swept off before I could blink, then he crawled up between my legs, wrapping them around him. He reached over to the side for a condom, rolled it on, and squirted some lube on the end. He used his cock as a paint brush to rub the unnecessary lube onto my already drenched pussy and slid his way inside with a sigh. His dick seemed to swell inside of me, making me stretch to accommodate him. We rolled over together so I was on top and I rode him, feeling myself closing tightly around him with each motion. He pulled my bra down to my waist, meeting with my skirt that now resembled a belt, and took my tits in each hand, massaging them and pulling my body into his. The energy and excitement built up and up and I started grinding against him, feeling his cock writhe deep within me. He moved one hand to the middle of my chest, allowing me to brace myself against it and lifted his other thumb to my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it, licking and circling it with my tongue, then he traced it down over my chin and torso, and pushed it between our bodies, finding my clit. It slipped back and forth as I rode him and it wasn’t long before I slammed down hard onto him, squirming on his cock. The muscles inside me contracted as if trying to force him out and I screamed out as I came. I stayed like that for a few moments, gasping, him buried deep inside me, my muscles still twitching around him.
Once my body could respond again, I began slowly moving up and down, still using the hand on my chest as support. He moved his hips up to meet me with each beat. He rolled us over again so I was lying on my back, legs spread wide. I wriggled as my bra hooks dug in, trying to reach behind me without allowing his dick to come out of me. He pulled on my skirt, arching me away from the bed and reached back to unhook it for me and dumped it aside. He lifted my ankles over his shoulders and leant forward, folding me in half while his head hovered inches from mine then he slid his cock into me, kissing me deeply. The weight of his body held me down, my hips bouncing up slightly each time he withdrew. I could see his muscles flex and ripple as he loomed over me, driving his cock hard into my soaking pussy.
He knelt back and flipped me over onto my front in one easy movement then grabbed my arse and kneaded my cheeks with both hands, pulling my hips up towards him. He reached up for a pillow and slipped it underneath me, propping me up so the slit of my pussy was exposed to him. He rubbed his cock along my opening again, spreading my lips apart as he played with my juices, and dipped his head in slightly as he reached the hole. I pushed back into him, grabbing his leg to urge him deeper. “Looks like you didn’t learn your lesson then!” he chuckled at me. It took me a moment to work out what he meant, then the realisation hit me, I couldn’t believe he had seen so much the other day! He laughed again as I tried to turn to question him, and sunk his dick deep into me, making me groan and lie back down. He was huge, reaching so deep inside me, and it felt so good to be filled by him. I felt the orgasm start to rise inside of me and I clutched at the duvet as if it was the only thing anchoring me down. My moans increased as he pounded me faster and harder until I felt it like a wave crashing over me. My whole body went rigid, gripping onto the pleasure bursting inside of me. Every ounce of energy I had poured into that feeling until I had nothing left and became putty underneath him. He didn’t slow down at all, taking advantage of my lack of resistance and heaving me up to meet his cock with every thrust. I don’t know how long it was before he pushed into me with a final groan and I felt his cock jerk as he came.
He collapsed beside me, wiping the sweat from his face and pulling off the condom, then leant over to kiss my shoulder. “Wow, just wow” he said as we both lay there panting. I could only reply with “mmm” as he rolled onto his side and started stroking my back softly. At some point I managed to crawl under the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.
Since that night, we’ve seen each other pretty regularly - it’s quite difficult not to when it’s right on your doorstep really! I’ll save my favourite story for next time though…
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