A Disney Sequel

David Kawena (Part 1): He Can Ride My Waves

After his performance for the night festival, you see him walk over. As he's walking over towards you, you notice how broad his shoulders are, how big his forearms are, and how his fingers would perfectly fit into your pussy. You want him so bad. Every night you dream of what could happen between the two of you if you simply pushed the boundaries between your friendship. You can't help but bite your lower lip at the thought of all the possibilities and...

"Did you see my performance?"

"No, I was busy," you reply while hurriedly trying to clear off a table for the next guests.

"Well, I can give you a show now," he says as leans against a pole, giving you a slight smirk as he leans closer to you.  You pause at what he just suggested. He had to be joking. He would never suggest such a thing, especially since you have been friends since high school. But the look he is giving you sets your heart fluttering, and your panties wetting.

"You can't possibly mean that," you respond, quickly glancing up at his face.

"Well would you like to find out," he says while grabbing your wrist and tugging you closer to him. Until you are chest-to-chest with him. You feel your nipples harden through the fabric of your t-shirt as he leans his lips closer to your ear.

"Follow me Y/N," he whispers and pulls back just slightly so you can see his eyes darken before he turns and begins to tug you along towards the backstage.

As soon as you pass the entrance to the backstage he turns and presses you up against the wall, caging you in between his strong arms. You can't help yourself and lightly run your hands along his broad shoulders before dragging your hands down his chest and to his abs. Lightly tracing each individual muscle. You hear his breathing turn ragged as you move your hands to the waistband of his shorts. You glance up at his face and see that is eyes are locked onto your hands, watching them as closely as you usually watch him.

You slowly begin unravel the strings of his shorts. You tug them down just enough to expose that delicious V of his that dips down towards what you really want. Sinking down to your knees, you begin tracing that very V with your tongue, tasting the sweat on him from his earlier performance. You give one final tug of his shorts and his cock springs out, fully erect from your touches.

Your mouth begins to water at the sight of the veins running along the underside of his cock. You can't wait to explore those veins with your mouth. As you begin to reach up to grab around his length you feel his hand go around your wrist.

"I don't know how long I can last if you do this," he groans out through his clenched teeth. All you can do is look up at him through your lashes as your tongue quickly swipes along his tip. That one taste isn't enough for you. You wrap your fingers around the base of his cock as you slowly lick up the side of his cock all the way to the tip, licking up his pre-cum. You then wrap your lips around his cock as you pump your hand up and down.

You feel your pussy becoming drenched as he groans and fists his hands into your hair, pulling you closer towards him.

You take your other hand and quickly push them under your skirt and into your panties where you begin to touch yourself. Running your fingers through your folds imaging it was his fingers instead. Imagining that he was the one that was slowly grazing his thumb over your clit instead of your own hand. You remind yourself that there is always later and right now you want to see how fast you can get the man in front of you off.

At the thought of him cumming into your mouth, you open wider, taking him even deeper as you slip a finger into your dripping pussy as you rub your thumb quickly along your clit.

David begins thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat with each thrust. Your eyes water as he keeps up with his demanding pace. All you can think about is how good he tastes and how you can't wait to have him inside of you where you most need him. You add another finger to your pussy and begin thrusting in and out at the same demanding pace he is setting.

You feel him tense up, his thrusting becoming erratic. You know he is close and want to send him spiraling. You graze your teeth just along the tip of his cock and then he is groaning out, his cum going down your throat.

You add another finger and thrust in and out of yourself even harder as he continues to cum. With a curl of your fingers and a final flick of your thumb on your clit you are moaning out around his cock. After you come down from your high, you meet his gaze and find only desire there.

"Did you get yourself off," he asks gruffly.

You nod as you slowly rise to your feet, stumbling forward into his chest at how weak your knees were.

He moves his mouth towards your ear and whispers," It's my turn next."

You can only nod at the desire in his voice and the hope of what's to come.