I was hanging out with one of my friend’s who for the sake of this story I’ll call Connor. He was getting ready for a date with a girl from Bumble, and she started sending him lewd pictures. I was sitting next to him on the couch as smirking at his phone quickly became side glances as he hid the screen from my view, and attempted to hide an obvious erection.
Connor and I have hooked up on and off, but it’s been off recently as he’s looking for something more serious. Maybe it was horrible of me, considering I wasn’t the one who had made his cock hard, but honestly that just made it hotter to me.
“She’s letting you know how your night is going to go?” I asked, smirking in his direction before glancing back to what I was doing on my phone.
“In. No. Uncertain. Terms.” Connor replied, a stupid grin on his face. It made me wonder if he got the same grin when I had sent him pictures in the past. Selfishly, I hoped he had smiled more at mine.
“You gonna need to take care of that before you go?” I asked, extending my leg across the gap between us on the couch to run my bare foot up his thigh.
“I have a date.” He said scoldingly, but he didn’t remove my foot, so I slid it further. I pressed my toes against his hardened shaft through the khaki pants he had put on only a few minutes earlier while he was getting ready.
“You know for a fact that I don’t mind quickies.” I countered, removing my foot from his lap and standing from the couch. I took a couple of steps so that I was standing in front of him. The phone buzzed in his hand, clearly another photo from his date because when he looked at it he half grinned again before looking up from his screen back to me, and setting it on the table next to him.
“I don’t have time to do this, and shower again.” He said with a laugh, but sat up in his seat and reached out to run his hand up my bare thigh, and underneath the hem of the sundress I was wearing.
“I bet I can make you cum without you needing to shower afterward.” I dared, leaning overtop of him when I felt his hand on me, and began to massage his cock through his pants with my hand, palming and then squeezing his shaft before tracing my fingers over the shape of him.
“Fuck, you’re a bad person.” Connor teased, his hand sliding up further to grab a handful of my ass.
“Take your cock out, and look at her pictures.” I instructed. Then, I stood up again and went to his bathroom, where I knew there was lotion, before returning to where Connor was sitting. He had done just as I had instructed, and was staring at his phone screen while slowly pumping his cock in his hand. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” I hissed at him, trying to sound as bitchy as possible. He raised an eyebrow at me in surprise, but lowered his hand.
I sat back down on the couch next to Connor, and leaned over so that I was sort of laying with my head on his chest, below where he had been holding the phone. I put some lotion in my hand, and put the cold lotion directly against his cock, causing him to gasp, then groan when I immediately began stroking him at a steady pace.
“What are you going to do to her?” I asked, raising my other hand to Connor’s balls and squeezing while my hand twisted easily along his lubricated cock before I used my thumb to tease the underside of his tip.
“I’m going to bring her back here, and eat her out right on this couch.” Connor answered, his breathing increasing as I stroked him a bit quicker.
“And then you’re going to take her back to the bedroom, and fuck her while you think about this.” I interrupted, tugging Connor’s shirt up a little bit further so that I was able to kiss across his chest and pelvis. I felt him throbbing in my hand as his climax built quickly, and pressed my mouth over just the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around him as he came in my mouth.
We lay there like that for a couple of minutes, then I got up from the couch and grabbed a towel from his bathroom to help him clean off.