Intergalactic Prison

I was so fucking horny I could scarcely think. I was already getting hard, just from the thought of being with (Y/N). I only felt a passing smidgeon of shame with the realization that everything coming out of my mouth was a blatant attempt to maximize my chances of getting laid. I sat down next to (Y/N). “We can go slowly, I can be gentle-“

(Y/N) still looked a little uncertain, and I felt nothing but anxiety at the thought that she might say no. “-We shouldn’t…”

I reasoned that I just needed to make her laugh, get her comfortable. Some very small part of me told me that I absolutely should NOT do that, but it was easily drowned out. I lifted her chin and smiled my most charming smile. “I don’t see a way out of it.” I pinched the bridge of her nose lightly, then made my hand into a fist with my thumb sticking out, displaying it to her. “Besides, now I’ve stolen your nose! Don’t you want it back?”

(Y/N) laughed, and she was stunning. “Of course! Give it back!”

I raised an eyebrow and smirked at her. “I’ll trade you for a kiss.”

(Y/N) looked at me intensely. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

I grinned widely. “Only if you ever want to see your nose again, babe.” I waved my fist out of her reach.

She looked up at me through her eyelashes, not saying anything. My boner told me that the time had come to strike! (Y/N) was positively smoldering as she looked at me, a clear mating call!

I leaned in, closed my eyes, and kissed her, gently holding her head in my hand. Her lips were soft and pliable, and I didn’t think at all when I opened my mouth and brushed my tongue against them. I felt a thrill when (Y/N) opened her mouth to me with a sultry groan, and I slipped my tongue between her lips.

Her mouth was warm and wet, and I sought out her tongue with mine, wanting more contact. She was soft and timid at first. I slanted my head for a better angle, wanting to go deeper, connect further. At last, she moved her tongue into my mouth, caressing against mine, and I felt like a triumphant, conquering champion.

I rapidly accelerated the intensity of our kiss, pushing against her more fervently, overwhelmed by unsatisfied need. When I felt her hands rest on my shoulders, it just registered as one step closer to my goal.

I moved to grope one of (Y/N)’s breasts through her towel, and was pleased when she moaned into my mouth. I wanted to be closer, to feel more of her skin, so I tugged impatiently at her towel where she had it tucked. It fell to her lap, and I broke our kiss to eyeball her transparently as I grasped her pert tit.

It felt so nice! I quickly grabbed the other one with my other hand, kneading as I stared, barely conscious of (Y/N) blushing. I would help her get over her nerves! I moved to kneel on the floor before her, then grabbed her butt and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, before burying my face in her boobs.

Her skin was soft, but her tits were resilient, just the way I liked! I sucked, licked, and kissed all over her chest, holding her close in my arms. I glanced up at her, and her face was flushed. “Andy…”

She still sounded reticent, so I leaned up farther to kiss her full lips again as I squeezed one of her boobs. I wanted her pussy; I wanted to fuck so badly! I pulled away and looked at her carefully. “I want you; I want you right now.”

When she leaned down to kiss me again, I took that as implied consent, but tried to remember I needed to ask again, to be sure. I felt like my head was in a thick fog, the only way out would be through her cunt, I was so certain.

My cock told me to take it further, it needed touching, and I listened, deaf to anything else. I stood up and undid my towel, tossing it a ways off. “Do you want me?”

(Y/N) surprised me, when she answered by lunging forward a bit and taking my dick in her mouth! She grabbed me by the hips and pulled me closer before going even further down on me, then wrapping one of her hands around the base.

It was so fucking sexy, watching her swallowing me to the point that she gagged a few times. She kept looking up at me, kept making little noises of enjoyment as she bobbed up and down, stroking the rest of me with her hand. There was no way she was a fucking virgin!

When she abruptly stopped, I was in a haze of pleasure, and I felt mildly irritated. She had been good at that! But then she scooted to toss her towel out from under her and moved to lie on the bed. She looked at me enticingly as she gave me instructions. “Get a condom.”

Whoa! Mayday! Time to fuck! I almost tripped as I went to get a condom from the platform that had shot out last night. I ripped the packet, pinched the tip of the condom, and rolled it over my erection like my life depended on doing it quickly. It felt like it did.

Eager as a teenager, I crawled in between (Y/N)’s legs, minding the tray that had condoms on it by our feet, as I ogled her round breasts. Unable to form an entire sentence, I grasped my cock at the base and looked at (Y/N). “Ok?”

She wrapped her legs around my waist as she answered. “Do it.”

I completely forgot that (Y/N) could conceivably be a virgin as lowered myself over her, then slid into her part of the way. Apparently, she hadn’t been, as she only moaned in response. Good, so good! She was tight around me; I felt like I was splitting her open, I could feel her so well.

On instinct, I pushed forward until I was better seated inside of her, then pulled back and started a quick rhythm. Good! Her pussy was exquisite! So fucking good! I stared blatantly at her tits as they jiggled back and forth, liking the sight. I basked in her moaning; she was loud!

When (Y/N) started calling out my name, it turned me on even more, and drew my attention to her face. Shit, she looked hot with her mouth open like that, totally desperate. She was crazy for my cock! Excited, I kissed her, even though it made my thrusts a little harder to coordinate. But I liked all the contact, the friction with her body.

She was moaning through our kiss, gripping my back. I felt when she started to lift her hips to meet me, and her moans grew so frantic, she had to pull away to catch some air.

Everything about this was so fucking electrifying! Her warm, wet pussy, how she clung to me, how she smacked her hips against mine. Fuck!

I would have sworn her cunt was getting even tighter, it was almost too snug to power through. Then I realized dimly what was happening, as her nails bit into my back, and her moans got much louder. She was going to cum!

Excited and wanting to feel her orgasm around my cock, I increased my pace. I fucked her so hard I was grunting when our skin slapped together, my balls hitting her ass with each pump. “Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!”

(Y/N) shouted, and I felt her cunt contracting around me, her whole body going taut under me. It felt incredible, and I just kept pounding her, wanting to take her further. She stayed tense, gasping for several seconds, as her twat gripped me rhythmically. It was difficult to fuck her through it, she constricted so rigidly, almost like she was crushing me, but I kept going.

It set off a cascade in me, as (Y/N)’s whole body then relaxed. She sighed, now almost limp beneath me. The sight of her satisfied, the warmth of her wet cunt, I could feel myself starting to get off at the base of my shaft. Just a few thrusts later, I could tell I was almost there as I slammed into her.

“I’m gonna-“ I lost the ability to speak coherently as the pressure finally released, all of it through my cock, with the richest, most lush sensation! I was nothing but my cock, ejaculating, in that moment. Nothing but an orgasm; taking her, fucking her. She watched me, her eyes sultry, her lips parted, as I filled the condom with a harsh groan, my thrusts slowing.

After I had finished, I stilled for a moment, dazed and totally defenseless. Everything had gone into our fucking, and I felt both exhausted and deeply satisfied.

Almost automatically, I bent to peck (Y/N) on the mouth, as one always does after sex. Dimly, it registered that I’d just fucked the wrong person, but my exhaustion forced the thought down for later contemplation. Still, I found I didn’t feel comfortable looking (Y/N) in the eye.

Sooner than I would normally, I moved to hold the condom on the base of my slowly deflating dick as I pulled out. We both exhaled sharply.

Kneeling in between (Y/N)'s legs, I peered around for a waste bin to deposit the used condom in. I spotted one by her dresser. With well-practiced movements, I took it off, trying to keep as much of the spooge as I could inside of it, then tied it in a knot. Too lazy to leave (Y/N)’s bed, I tossed it at the bin, not even looking to see if I’d made it in, before I moved to her side and laid down.

Again, I had the feeling that I’d done something wrong, but I pushed it away, for now. It was the right thing to do, to cuddle someone you’d just slept with. Finding no internal argument against that, I pulled (Y/N)’s midsection closer to me as she rolled onto her side, so I could spoon up against her, sliding my arm around her waist. With that, I promptly dozed off.

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