Spin The Wheel Vol. 1

1. Sitting on Lap

I get home from work and see all the lights are off in the house, the front exterior lights off, and the garage lights off as well. I see Trey's car parked next to my usual spot. I pull into the driveway and open the garage door. I walk through and enter our house. When I open the door all I see is darkness as if I'm the only one here. I know Trey had off work today so who knows what he did all day... and if he is even here. I flip the kitchen lights on and place my bag and keys on the countertop. I see a pot sitting on the stove with remnants of ramen noodles crusted to the sides and little broken pieces all over the counter. God he's such a slob... I jump when I hear a voice from down the hall, muffled behind a door. It sounded angry. I slowly make my way down the hall and see lights flashing under the door to our office. "That's right bitch! Suck my dick you fucking whore!" I hear Trey yell. "Gag on it!" I hear him yell again as I get closer to the door. This motherfucker is about to get his shit rocked if I open this door and there's some whore on top of him. I twist the handle and slowly open the door. As I peer in the anger that started to slowly burn and twist inside me almost immediately dissipates. I see him sitting at his desk with his headset on playing what appears to be just another shooting game.

I don't feel like snooping around anymore and I push the door completely open with force so he hears me. Trey jumps and if he was drinking coffee right now he probably would've shit himself. "Jesus, dude! Say 'Honey I'm home!' or something next time.", he says. I crack up. "What the fuck are you doing, nerd?", I ask, mimicking a line he usually uses on me. "Playing the new COD with the boys! It came out last night and all the homies got it! We've been playing all day!", he says, his bloodshot eyes beaming with excitement. Fuck he's so cute when he's excited about something.

"Hold on boys, I'll be AFK for like 5-10 minutes.", he says before muting his mic. He puts his headset on the desk and stands up. "Come here, how was your day?", he says putting his arms out. I walk over and then immediately get beat hugged, almost unable to breathe. "It was okay. Just stressful.", I say as I can almost feel my bones breaking. He releases me and gives me a kiss. "I know what will help with stress...", he says in a seducing tone. "Wha—" He cuts me off before I can get just one word out. "CALL OF DUTY BITCH!", he yells, "Come on, it's your turn babe!" He jumps back into his chair and pats his lap. I roll my eyes. "I'm sorry, I just want to shower and lay down for a bit.", I say. "Fuck that! Get your tired, musty ass over here and kill some people, you'll feel better.", he says, patting his lap again. The screen lights up bright as the game goes into matchmaking and it lightens the room enough for me to notice he's wearing my favorite shorts of his. Well... not exactly shorts... more like super hot super thin material boxers that show his manhood very (and I mean very) well. Only took about half a second of my mind to change and I walk over and sit in his lap. His head peers over my left shoulder as his arms go around me to the keyboard and mouse. He picks his class as the timer counts down. "This is the best gun, go get em' champ. It plays just like Left 4 Dead 2, just more recoil and more skill required.", he says, acting as if I know what the fuck recoil is.

I start playing the game and as expected, I'm getting my ass handed to me. But he is right, It's a lot of fun. Just as I feel myself getting into the game I feel his arms wrap around my waist and one of his hands slowly slide up my shirt, gripping my belly. His hands are so warm and big. It always makes me get butterflies. I adjust my seating and scoot my butt back. I hear what I could describe as a groan escape from his mouth. It dawns on me that I probably just completely rubber up against his cock and before I can put more thought into it. I feel it growing harder against my ass. I push my hips slightly so it pushes it right between my ass and I lean back on him. I look up and give him a kiss. His hand slowly goes down my pants and I feel him slowly grab and pull up on my panties, teasing me back. I feel the fabric move up, rubbing my clit just enough to make me wet. He smiles at me. "Keep your eyes on the screen.", he says, as he grabs his headset. He unmutes the mic. "Sorry boys I'm back, my girl is playing and she's about to show you fools up!", he says, nudging me. I smile knowing his perfect "KD" (kill death ratio) is going to plummet but he lets me play anyway.

I start playing the next game when I feel his hand go down my pants, his two center fingers directly onto my pussy. I look up at him and he puts a finger to his mouth then points back at the monitor. I turn back to the game and push my butt back further, feeling his aching cock just pump up more. He lets out a slightly louder groan as I do this. Payback's a bitch. As I play I begin biting my lip to try and stop my moans from leaking out. He starts circling his fingers around my clit faster and faster until I lay the controller down on his desk as I feel myself getting close. I can feel my legs begin to twitch as heat and pressure build throughout my body. "Oh fuck...", I moan, quietly. Hoping his friends can't hear me...

He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me up closer to him for a better angle and continues to play with me. I grip his shirt making a fist and I lay my head into his collar. He mutes his mic. "Are you close, baby?", he asks, teasing me. "Yes... please don't stop.", I beg. "You're lucky I'm in a giving mood.", as he says this, he starts playing with me faster. I grip his shirt harder and I let out a loud moan as I cum. My legs shake and I feel my pants and underwear turn warm and wet. I hear the sounds of his hands on me start sounding wet as well as I squirt, making a mess all over myself and him. He finally takes his hand off of me and grabs my cheeks. He gives me a long passionate kiss. "Was that good?", he asks. "Yes... It was perfect.", I say. "Good. Now let's get you cleaned up, I'll start the shower for you.", he says. Just as he gets up, I push him back down onto the chair. I pull his pants down and start slowly jerking him off. I take my tongue to the back of his tip and slowly circle around it, teasing him. "I'm not done playing yet.", I say. I release his cock and pull down my, now soaking wet, pants. I turn around and tease his cock by slowly pushing it in and out of me. Then, I take a seat on him, taking all of him inside of me. I listen to him groan as I do so and immediately it brings a smile to my face. "My turn.", I say as I unmute his mic and pick up the controller again.

I start the next match and laugh to myself as I slowly move my hips back and forth, knowing he is trying as hard as he can to not make any noise. He forgot that when we play games, I always win. As I play, I start slowly sliding up and down. I love feeling the definitions of his head inside of me, it drives me crazy. But right now, I know my mission is to drive his ass crazy until he finally mutes his mic and fucks me until I can't walk. I start going faster and I hear the sound of his hands gripping the chair. I start hearing his breathing get faster and almost immediately after he mutes his mic and shoots the chair back, pushing me up to the desk. He turns off his headset and throws it onto the chair now a few feet behind us. He grabs me by the hips and bends me over the desk. "Fine. You win.", he says, disgruntled. "Aw I thought you could last a little longer than that, I was just starting to have fun. It was helping me get good at this game.", I say, teasing him in revenge. "Aw that's good, love. Maybe we can try again without my friends in the chat." "Nooo that's what makes it fun!", I say back. He responds in a very respectable fashion by fucking me into the desk so hard that it feels like my legs are not even planted onto the floor. I feel his cock nearly in my guts as his hands grip me even harder. Best response ever. Once again... I win.