Unsung Heroes

Ch. 9 Sober Sex vs. Drunken Sex
Previously: "Shut up and kiss me!" I pressed my lips firmly to his.
Forcing my mouth open, his tongue suddenly invaded my mouth and wrested with mine. I ground my hips into his crotch and gripped his hair in handfuls and pulling. He groaned and grabbed my hips, massaging the bones and thrusting up into me.
Suddenly I was underneath him and he was over me. He released my lips and kissed down my neck to my collarbone, where he sucked the skin over the bone and then moved to encase my left nipple with his mouth and grab my right bread and massage and pinch my other nipple until they grew hard and erect.
I arched my back and thrust my hips up, only to have him smirk and then reach down to hold my hips in place.
He kissed down my stomach to the hem of my sweats, kissing along the edge and licking across my hip.
I sat up on my elbows to watch him look up at me and hook his thumbs into the elastic of my pants. He waited for me to nod and then he slipped them off my legs and off the side of the bed.
Sitting up, I forced him back to mesh our lips together again and reach down to undo the button and zipper of his jeans. He moved away and off the bed to pull them off and then he climbed back into the bed and pushed me back onto my back, all but yanking my little black silk panties off. Hey, I only wear black underwear, FUCK OFF!
He then got down on his stomach between my legs, pressing kisses against my naval. Every one sent tingles of pleasure up and down my spine and making my toes curl and my pussy felt hot.
When Ashley's fingers and breath made contact with my pussy, the sensitive nerves there reacted instantaneously, making me cry out sharply.
"Do you trust me, Indy?"
I barely registered what he said but could see the question in his eyes. I nodded and pulled a pillow from the head of the bed down to be underneath my head, partially for comfort and partially to see him better.
I was not prepared for him to suddenly spread my lips apart and press a kiss against my clit, though. I gasped sharply and threw my head back, gripping the pillow.
He chuckled and then pressed his lips against my wet opening, licking me for all I have to offer.
Holy fucking shit, what the fuck was i afraid of before?! This has to be the most amazing thing ever! Like seriously, what was wrong with me?!
Ashley wasn't done with me, slipping fingers in alongside his tongue and curling up to find -- HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS AND MOTHER ALMIGHTY WHAT DID HE JUST DO?!
The scream i emoted didn't sound human.
I reached down to grip his hair with my hands, forcing his closer to me so that I wouldn't do that with my legs.
He teased me a bit longer (with me making porno noises the whole time) before coming up and smirking at me while I laid there, panting and gasping and trying to catch my breath.
"I take it you enjoyed that?" He said cheekily.
"Shut up," i groaned, sitting up to roll us over so that I was over him, my wetness soaking through his underwear. He moaned loudly and gripped my hips.
I loosened his hands and moved down to be between his legs, his more than obvious erection almost hanging out of his underwear. He watched me through hooded eyes, biting his lip. Fuck that's hot.
I leaned down to press a kiss against his fabric covered dick. He almost his my nose with the force of his thrust.
I stilled his hips and then yanked his underwear down over his legs and over in some corner of my room.
The things I could say to describe Ashley's manhood might make your eyes burn and your pants suddenly feel tight. But to some up in one word, Ashley laying under me, on my bed, completely naked and aroused was simply... Perfect.
I reached down and trailed my fingers along his inner thighs to his dick and wrapped my fingers firmly around him, jacking slowly and smearing the precum that gathered around the head.
He took a shaky breath and shuddered, his eyes fluttering shut.
"I-Indy," he stuttered. "If you keep doing that i won't last very long."
I smirked and crawled across him to my bedside table (giving him a shot of my tits in the process) to reach into the drawer and pull a condom out. I bought some a week ago.
I tore off the wrapper and handed it to him so he could roll it on himself when he did i moved his hand out of the way and straddled his waist, reaching under me to aim his dick and then sinking down onto him. Maybe it was because last time was my first, or maybe (and most likely) because I was sitting on him he felt HUGE. I moaned loudly and arched back, throwing my head back. I felt his hands trail up my stomach and grab my boobs, kneading them. I brought my hands up to cover his and I rolled my hips into him. He seemed to notice the fluidity of my movements and he gaped slightly as he watched my flex and bend my hips and roll my stomach over him.
This whole time, (it's been like a half hour) very few words had been exchanged between us -- it was mostly noises and screams.
"Where... The fuck..." Ashley could barely talk at this point. "Did you... Learn to.... Move... Like... That?" He cried out with me as I thrust myself down particularly hard, sending waves of pleasure through both of us. I leaned down and put my hands on his chest, looking him in the eye.
"Did I... Forget to... Mention that I... I'm a samba/belly dancer?" I rolled my hips and gyrated harshly as I said this.
I thought Ashley was going to come right then and there. Instead, he grabbed my waist and flipped us over so that I was under him again.
He pulled my legs so that they were wrapped around his waist and started to POUND into me.
I arched my back and gripped the sheets by me, my knuckles starting to hurt. I started to cry out loudly, tightening my grip around his waist as Ashley got down over me and loosened my hands from the bedsheets to grip them in his own. He pressed his lips to my neck, biting and sucking.
Stars started to dance across my vision, and blood started to pound in my ears.
"Ash... I... I'm gonna..." Hard thrust and more screaming.
"Indy... Me too..." He panted into my neck.
Suddenly my vision went white and I screamed, my pussy clamping down around Ash as he thrust a few more times and cried out into my neck as he filled the condom.
He landed gently on top of me, both of us out of breath and breathing heavily. We stayed like that for about a minute before Ash pulled back to kiss me and pull out of me at the same time. I moaned at the loss of contact.
He pulled away to tie off the condom and throw it in the trash. Then he crawled back on the bed and pulled me over to him so that he was spooning me from behind, and he pulled the covers of my bed out from under us to drape over us.
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, kissing the back of my neck.
"I think I like sober sex better than drunk sex," I mumbled, already growing tired.
Ash laughed tiredly and pulled me back closer and leaned over to press a kiss to the corner of my mouth.
"Me too," was all I heard before drifting into a sated, deep sleep

Notes

I had fun doing this. I literally just sat on a plane and wrote this into my notes on my phone XD
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