Been You

Chapter 29: Victory Sex With Me

ELYSANDRA'S POV:

"Damn, Ely, that lasagna was so good, thank you," Justin says, holding me in his arms, in his room once again. I smile, proud of myself. Justin lets me go to pull his jersey over head, preparing for bed. Before he gets too comfortable, I do the same, to let him know the night isn't over yet. His eyes go wide at the lacy black push up bra I'm wearing. He stutters, "I-i-i-is that new?" I nod seductively at him, biting my lip. He starts to walk toward me, but I shake my head no, stopping him in his tracks. I continue to strip, revealing my sheer, cheeky, lacy black panties with garters. His jaw drops at the sight of them; he can't even speak. His face goes red as I run my hands up and down my body, making orgasmic facial expressions. Right when I can tell that he can't take it anymore, I stop.

"Sit on the edge of the bed," I order. He complies, his eyes glossy with lust. I strut over to him. "Take off your pants," I demand. He shuffles them off faster than I had ever seen him. I grab his hand and press it to my left boob, guiding him to squeeze it. "Uhhh," I moan. He shudders at the sexual tension. "Take off your boxers," I say. He does so immediately, as if he were waiting for the opportunity. I straddle his lap, so that my boobs are in his face and my pussy is hovering over his naked crotch. "Kiss them," I order. As he's kissing the parts of my breasts left exposed by the slutty bra, I reach behind myself, unclipping it. I rip it off, and Justin goes crazy, licking and sucking on my nipples. I roll my hips in sync with his sucking, "Oh yeah, baby, lick my nipples! Make them hard, baby!" I moan, full on humping his stomach now. His hands go up to my sides, steadying me as I lose my balance grinding my now wet pussy up against him. His hands run down my sides, playing with the sides of my soaking panties. But I don't let him in yet. I continue humping and moaning until I feel his dick ride beneath me. Now he's ready. "Take these wet panties off, babe," I breathe, so turned on. He slides them down, and I lift my knees, allowing him to fully remove them. Without warning, I slam myself down on his dick and we both cry out in pleasure. Before continuing, I whisper, my voice raspy from arousal, "I'm going to fuck you all. Night. Long." Then I rise again to impale myself on his shaft. I bounce up and down on it, rubbing my boobs against his chest as I go. He grabs my ass tightly, making me bounce faster. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" I yell with every bounce. His head tips back and he shuts his eyes, clearly trying to maintain his erection. "No," I say. "Look at me!" He looks me in the eyes as I fuck him, my tits bouncing with me. I bite my lip seductively, before making out with him, fervently. This sends him over the top. I know he's about to cum, so I push him so that he's now laying flat on the bed.

"Agh! I'm cumming," he yells, in the way that I usually do. I smile to myself, before riding him at full force, grinding now because I'm too close to cumming to bounce anymore. I grab my own boobs, pinching my nipples.

"Oh my god, me too baby, I'm gonna -" I yell before we both release and I collapse onto his body. He holds me close as we shiver from ecstasy. As we lay naked on the bed, coming down from our orgasm, we both jerk, hearing the door open. Justin instinctively pulls me into a hug, hiding my more private parts. We both see that it's Ryan.

"Next time, can you keep it down? Some of us like to actually sleep after a game?" He says snakily. Justin throws a pillow at him, but he dodges it and shuts the door back. I get up to lock it. And next time, we definitely did not keep it down. Or the time after that.