Blake
The female performer looks kind of like Briar, but her hair is shorter and her eyes are blue. Hopefully, she doesn’t pick up on the similarity. I’d die if she knew that I was jerking off while secretly fantasizing about her.
I’ve watched this one before. It’s one of my favorites. She’s with a guy with dark hair. Her boyfriend or husband, I think, since they’re in a lot of videos together.
I press play and set my phone between Briar and me on the bed. We’re quiet as we watch the scene play out.
She’s lying on a bed, naked. She smiles at someone off-screen. A second later, a tall, muscular guy crawls onto the bed. He hovers over her for a few seconds, then he smiles before kissing her.
He’s slow and teasing at first. But then, after a minute, he kisses her harder. She drags her fingers through his hair, moaning as she wraps her legs around his waist.
Next to me, I hear Briar’s soft breathing pick up. She watches, her gaze unblinking.
I swallow hard, trying to ignore my throbbing cock. I’m watching porn with my best friend, who I have the biggest crush on. I’m sitting next to her, hearing her get more turned on by the second while I imagine kissing her and running my hands all over her…
He kisses down her body, pushing her legs open and positioning his face between her thighs.
The camera angle shifts. The focus is on his face and her pussy now.
Slowly, he swipes his tongue over her soaking-wet slit. He goes slow. He takes his time.
Off camera, she gasps and moans.
“Oh, wow…” Briar murmurs.
“You okay?” My voice is low and rough.
She nods, her gaze glued to my phone.
He takes his time, licking her slowly at first. Then he leans back, sucks his middle two fingers into his mouth, and slides them into her pussy. He flicks his tongue softly over her clit.
I’m so hard it hurts. All I can think about is doing this exact thing to Briar.
I think about how sweet she’d taste. I think about the cute, desperate noises she’d make.
I think about the soft, sexy little breaths she’d take, like she is now.
I think about just how good it would feel to drive her out of her mind with pleasure. To lick her until she’s writhing against my tongue. To feel her pull my hair. To feel her grinding on my face. To find out what she tastes like when she comes.
I close my eyes and take a slow, quiet breath. If I’m not careful, I’ll come in my pants just imagining going down on her.
It’s another minute before the woman on screen has an orgasm. Her legs shake hard, but he holds her steady. He keeps flicking his tongue in that gentle, steady rhythm while she thrashes underneath him. She finally pushes his face away. He leans back, the smuggest grin on his face.
The video ends. Briar looks over at me. She’s breathing hard, her chest rising and falling. Her skin is painted in that beautiful pink blush.
“I’m really wet now,” she says. “I’m ready for you to touch me.”
A rough sound rips from my throat. I grab my phone and set it on the side table. Then I gently grab her by the waist and move her up my bed.
“Lie back for me, okay?” I say softly.
I get on my knees next to her. “Can I take off your jeans?”
“Yes,” she rasps.
Slowly, I unbutton them.
She’s panting softly, watching me. “Can you take off my hoodie too?” she asks.
I nod. Gently, I pull it over her head. My hungry gaze takes in the thin tank top she’s wearing.
A second later, I notice her looking at my lap. Her eyes widen a little at the bulge in my pants.
“I’m really turned on too,” I admit.
“I’m glad it’s not just me,” she says with a shy smile.
I drop her jeans to the floor, leaving her in a pair of pink cotton panties that are wet in the front.
“Oh, fuck,” I mutter. I gently run my thumb over the wet spot. “You’re soaked.”
“I guess watching that video worked really well,” she says shyly. She fists the bedsheets on either side of her, gazing up at me. “What should I do?”
“Just lie back and let me do all the work.” I make more soft circles over the wet spot in her panties, right over her clit.
Her eyes roll back and her back arches. “Oh…”
“Do you like this? Do you like it when I touch you like this?”
“Yes.”
I swallow hard as I watch her. “How does it feel, Briar? Describe it to me.”
“I’m aching. My clit is aching. My whole pussy is throbbing.”
I let out a rough noise. Hearing that naughty word slip out of her sweet little mouth is such a turn-on.
“My skin…It feels so hot.”
“Do you feel like it’s building up?” I ask.
She nods. She opens her eyes. Her stare is hazy as she looks at me. “I need more, Blake. I want more.”
I slide my hand into her panties and circle my fingertips over her clit. I keep that same teasing rhythm, that same gentle pressure. “Like this?”
She nods frantically. “Yes. Just like that.”
I groan at how she’s getting wetter by the second. I watch the muscles in her inner thighs twitch. She’s fisting the sheets harder now. I can see her nipples pebbling through the fabric of her top.
My mouth waters. I’d pay a lot of fucking money to suck on her tits right now, but I stop myself. I don’t want to overwhelm her.
I lean my face down to her neck and trail soft kisses against her skin. She gasps.
“Is this okay?” I ask.
She nods and lets out a whimper. My balls tighten. Somehow, my cock gets even harder. Hearing her make that desperate sound is so fucking hot.
“Oh, god…I…I think…” She trails off as she starts to pant harder. She wraps both hands around my forearm, the look in her eyes pleading as she stares up at me.
“You’re doing so good, B.”
She runs her tongue along her lush lips. “Just a little more, Blake. Please?” she begs.
Pleasure rockets through my dick. My groin is tight, and there’s pressure building in my lower abdomen that’s going to turn into something more, very soon.
“You want my fingers inside of you?” I practically growl. I need to make sure this is exactly what she wants.
“Yes. Please, Blake. I want it. I need it…”
I groan hearing her beg. Her voice is so whiny and desperate, and fuck, I love it.
I slide a finger into her tight pussy. I go slow so I don’t hurt her.
I press my mouth against her forehead and kiss her gently. “Breathe. Take it nice and slow for me.”
She does what I tell her and takes a low, steady breath. I feel her muscles loosen around me. I slide my fingers deeper inside of her.
“Good girl,” I rasp.
I stay like this for a few seconds, letting her get used to feeling me inside of her.
“Is this what you wanted, Briar? Does this make you feel good?”
Her eyelids flutter, and she nods. “So good.”
I press my palm against her clit. Seconds later, she explodes.