(to) get laid

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On their way to his bedroom, Ben had rid (YN) of most of her clothes, leaving the girl in nothing but her panties. She had at least managed to pull his white shirt over his head before he was all over her again.

They stumbled through his bedroom door and Ben fumbled around for the light switch. "This okay?" He asked when the ceiling lamp lit up the room dimly.

"Mh hm." (YN) nodded her head and brushed her lips against his again. She didn't want to talk. Ben groaned into their kiss, battling with his zip that just wouldn't budge.

"Easy, there," (YN) spoke in a soft, gentle voice and reached down to help him get out of his jeans. "Can't," he grumbled. "I'm fucking hard." She chuckled. "I see." She managed to unzip his pants and he hastily tugged them down his legs. "Finally."

Ben sank the fingers of his left hand into her hair and pulled her body close. They continued their heated make-out session, hands exploring each other's body. While Ben had his free hand on her boobs, kneading and pinching firmly, (YN) palmed his cock over his boxers. She slid her hand underneath the thin fabric, grasping his cock and rubbing her thumb over his head that already leaked pre-cum. When she gave his length a couple of strokes Ben let out a shaky breath, followed by a moan. He couldn't hold out any longer and moved (YN) backwards in the direction of his bed. When her calves met the edge of the bed, he pushed her down. Her back hit the soft mattress with Ben lingering right above her. Both looked at each other lustfully, but stopped touching each other for a moment, catching their breath.

"Are you on the pill?" Ben asked and (YN) nodded and pulled him down to her by his neck. "Do you want us to use a condom?," he muttered against her lips and they inched towards the headboard together. "Whatever you want," she said softly, and reached for his boxers, ushering him to get them off. He complied and tugged her panties down as well, sending them flying across the dimly lit room.

Ben was just as eager as her and before he could spread her legs she had already done so herself. He sent her a smirk and shook his head humorously. He moved his crotch between her bent legs, and placed his hands on each side of (YN)'s head, both arms supporting his weight. She glanced at his erection, anticipation building up in her.

Ben laid down his hand on her sex and went straight for her clit. She moaned and closed her eyes, clenching the blanket. He rubbed her most sensitive spot in circles, then from side to side, with pressure, then barely touching. When he had teased her enough to get her wet, he positioned his cock at her entrance and rubbed his head up and down her slit, coating it in her juices before sliding in carefully, inch by inch. They moaned in pleasure, and the sound echoed in Ben's large bedroom.

(YN) snaked her arms around his neck, dragging his body down to hers, urging him to go deeper. When his cock was completely buried inside her, Ben paused to give them both a moment to adjust to the feeling, but mostly her. He was big and stretched (YN)'s walls like no other man had.

"You okay?" he asked quietly and rested his forehead against hers. "Mh hm." (YN) nodded her head and kissed him.

He began to move in and out of her slowly. Their moans, groans and gasps filled the room, especially every time that Ben hit a right spot, causing (YN) who was running her hands up and down his back to dug her fingernails into his skin. He hissed at the sensation and thrust harder in return, just how she liked it.

He picked up pace and slid his hard-on in and out of her while attacking her neck with sloppy, wet kisses. (YN) needed him to play with her clit to reach an orgasm so she took his hand wantonly and guided it to where she wanted to be touched. He chuckled but met her desire. She trembled underneath him and bucked her hips to meet his thrusts. "Oh god." (YN) felt the familiar pressure building. "Mhhhh," she moaned his name. "Please make me come." Her breaths came out short and quick and Ben applied more pressure to her clit.

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