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Screwing Tyler was every bit as incredible as I’d always imagined it would be. Even so, I’d underestimated the intimacy involved. Not even in my wildest dreams could I have imagined how intense it would be just to ride him. To splay my hands across that perfect chest and stare into his eyes as he thrusted upward, buried inside me, connecting our friendship not only through physical contact, but also on levels that brought us even closer, soul to soul.
There was sex and there was love, but this was sex with love. It had all the tingles and jittery excitement of being with someone new, but all the familiarity and comfort of giving yourself to someone you admired, trusted, and loved.
Tyler and I stared at each other for a long time, bucking and screwing and smiling our secret smile. I reveled in his thickness, and how incredibly it filled me up. I let my hands wander freely over his muscle-bound body, thrilled that it was finally mine, and I could touch it, feel it, do anything I wanted to it—
Ohhhhhhh…
I sighed happily as Tyler pulled me down again, burying his face in my breasts. My tits had always been one of my better features. He and the others had stared in appreciation over the years and even dropped comments about them, but I’d never minded. After all, they were men. Hell, growing up together I would’ve been more offended if they hadn’t noticed.
But now they were finally in Tyler’s hands, and for him that had to be surreal. I fed them eagerly to his hungry, greedy mouth, as his tongue rolled and he switched back and forth from left to right. He was overwhelmed by them, I knew. Too excited to pick just one, and so I giggled as he made do with both at once.
“Easy, baby.”
Baby. I’d never called him that before. Suddenly this expression reserved for boyfriends and lovers seemed perfectly okay. It felt good, even.
“Easy?” he joked. “You know how much I’ve always wanted to—“
I laughed, pulling his face into the valley between my tits until the rest of his sentence was lost there.
“I know.”
Tyler responded by surging upward, driving himself so deep inside me I had to bite my lip. I couldn’t wait to come on him. Climaxing on his fingers had been amazing, but I longed to buck and roll and really screw his brains out. I wanted to squeeze my eyes shut, throw my head back, and just seriously let go.
Apparently though, Tyler had other plans.
“Oh!”
His two strong arms lifted me again, shoving me backwards and rolling me onto my stomach. Before I knew what was happening, Tyler mounted me from behind. His long, steel-like body covered me completely. His arms locked at the elbows on either side of me as he slid his face alongside mine, kissing me over the shoulder as he pushed inside me inch by glorious inch.
“Oh, fuck yes…”
The weight of his body felt incredible as he began screwing me into the bed. Tyler went deeper and faster now, using his weight to drive himself all the way to my core. I whimpered and moaned, panting through hot, wet kisses as our bodies began picking up speed. Every inch of him felt absolutely amazing.
You’ve got to be kidding…
For a while I let him have me, using me any way he wanted to. But as the heat and pressure built in my core, I started fucking back against him. Soon we were bucking wildly, the both of us working in rhythm with his long, deep thrusts. I was so utterly drenched, the sounds of our bodies quickly became obscene.
But I didn’t care. The thunder rolled and the rain pattered against my basement window and the two of us kept fucking like animals, rutting atop the sex-soaked sheets of my little bed. Tyler’s body moved like a machine, surging forward and back as he pistoned in and out of me, bringing me to another toe-curling orgasm that had me screaming into the near-darkness.
Halfway through Tyler shoved a pillow beneath me. Quickly I buried my face in it. He kept drilling away as I screamed and convulsed and flooded around him, milking his hard shaft tightly as wave after wave of warm euphoria crashed over my brain.
I went limp not long afterward, my mind and body totally spent. But the strong hands attached to Tyler’s deliciously-corded arms worked their magic again. He rolled me onto my back this time, nudging my thighs apart. I could only gasp as he threw my legs over his shoulders and buried himself to the hilt, pumping me just as fast and hard as before.
Fuuuuuck!
I reached out with hands that trembled and grabbed onto him, holding on tightly as he gave me the ride of my life. Every stroke was deeper and better than the last. Each time he bottomed out it touched me in new places, causing me to fall a little deeper in love with this man, this friend, who’d been such a tremendous part of my life for so long.
Between the rain and the sweat and our frenzied fucking, the room smelled like pure, distilled sex. My hair was plastered against the sides of my face. Tyler was still buried deep, chewing my shoulder, kissing my neck. He pounded me over and over until I felt I might break, until I was gasping and breathless and desperate for him to come.
I was so very close to tapping out. Mere seconds away from giving in against the relentless onslaught that I knew was years and decades’ worth of repressed fantasies and sexual frustration. But then Tyler’s eyes glazed over. His hands clutched me tightly for a second, and I saw his whole body go suddenly rigid…
“Yes,” I breathed. “Baby…”
And then he was coming like it was the end of the world. Tyler’s hands clamped tightly down on my thighs as he threw his head back and roared with the thunder, erupting again and again. I could feel him all the way up inside me, pulsing thickly, deeply, filling me with his warm, wonderful seed.
GOD…
I held him tightly by the wrists, squeezing them in rhythm to every throb, every twitch, every thump of his beautiful shaft as it danced against my innermost of places. His climax seemed to go on forever. When it finally wound down and he opened his eyes again, he found me staring up at him with a smile.
