random stories

desires

okay, so this is about me and a friend, they said they wanted me to write one in my pov and use them as the guy, so its got slang and stuff from where i live. and i wrote it more laid back since its like ab me; its not very professional 😭

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Hanna's P.O.V.

desires, uncontrollable wishes. my mind wanders to the depths of my desires and keeps me forever in a headlock of 'What if?'
"you wanna smoke?" i text my friend, dan. i look around my room and listen to the sound of the light rain hitting against the window.
a light buzz in my lap takes me out of my wandering thoughts.
"yeah"

i change into a better oufit, some black leggings and a slightly baggy maroon hoodie. i drive there as quickly as i can, because i wanna smoke. yeah, thats why.
once i get to his house, i grab my 'drug cup' as he calls it, and put in the stuff we need for smoking; a lighter, some bud, and the dutch packets.
i walk up to his door and check if its unlocked, which it is. i take my shoes off downstairs and begin to head up the stairs to his room, hearing loud music from his room the closer i get to the door. 
i knock lightly on the bedroom door, im assuming he didnt hear me over the music so i push the door open.
oh, hes not even in here.
i push the door open a little more and look around.
the sudden feel of hands on my waist from behind scares me, causing me to jump and scream.
i turn around to see andy laughing at my scared reaction.
"fuck you, asshole!" i shout hitting him on the shoulder.
he continues laughing and i smirk and roll my eyes.
dickhead. ill get you back.
"lets go smoke, twit." i say with a smile. i walk down the stairs and wait for him to follow behind me.
"lets just smoke in my car," i hear him yell from upstairs.
"okay! ill be in the car," i yell back up. i sit in the passenger side of the car and wait for him to get in. i set my phone in my lap and slouch in my seat and close my eyes while i wait.
i hear the car door open and look over to see a cheeky andy sitting in the car.
"play music, youve got better stuff than i do," i tell him. i hand him the dutch and the dutch cutter on my key ring. i watch him roll, practically pearling it, licking everywhere needed.
hes soo good at rolling..
"you got a lighter?" he asks me, kind of kicking me from my thoughts.
"y-yeah, its in the cup." i say as i lift up the drawn-on red solo cup and reach into it to get the lighter and hand it to him.
i bite my lip slightly and try to ignore whats going on in my head. he hands me the dutch and i take a hit, i smirk and poke him to get him to look at me. once he lookd at me i blow the smoke in his face.
"ah! i always fall for that." he says while laughing. i smile and hand him the dutch.

"why exactly do you like going through my pictures?" i ask him curiously, looking at him. he looks back at me, meeting my gaze.
"i dont know, im just intruiged, i guess."
i can see what hes seeing in my phone, since im laying next to him. he comes accross a few screenshots of dirty pictures and jokes from instagram and snapchat.
"jeez, hanna, youre pretty kinky!" he says with a slight laugh. i blush at his statement.
"yeah, well, youll never experience that side of me" i look at him with a smirk, he looks back into my eyes, with a look that basically says 'yes the fuck i will.' i look back into his eyes, theyre dark filled with pure lust. i slightly bite my lip and break the gaze.
okay that look kind of turned me on.. shit. okay think of something else. think about kittens or something. fuck.
my thoughts are cut short once i feel a hand on my inner upper thigh. i look up to him, honestly a bit shocked.
"w-what are you doing?" i ask a bit nervous, but lowkey wanting it.
"well, telling me i would never experience that side of you just made me want you, and im almost positive that you want me to." he says with a smirk while moving his hand a little closer inwards.
im a loss for words.
as his hand stays on my thigh, he uses his other hand to cup my jaw and bring me in to kiss him.
my mind is like static on a tv with no reception, just a mess.
wowowowowow. i cant believe this is actually happening, holy shit.
i break the kiss to sit on his lap. i cup his jaw and begin to kiss him again. i swivel my hips against his and bite his lip lightly. i kiss along his neck to find his sweet spot, beginning to leave a hickey.
he grabs my hips and starts to forcefully move my hips roughly against him, causing me to whimper.
i smile as his hands wrap around my neck while he kisses me again. i pull away and look him in the eyes, i smirk, "i love it when youre rough," i say as i plant a kiss onto his lips.
he flips us over so now im laying on his bed.
he takes off my hoodie, revealing a purple marble bra, then removing my leggings to show a matching laced thong. he comes up to meet my gaze and begins to kiss me, a bit more roughly this time.
he moves his hand along my waist, he then moves his hand down to rub my clit through my underwear. the friction of the close and his finger moving along my clit make my thighs shake. i whimper a bit as he moves fingers to underneath my underwear.
"did i make you this wet, princess?" he asks with a smirk as he slides his fingers along my pussy lips, making me more wet by the second.
"do you have any type of rope? handcuffs maybe? i like to be tied up." i ask with a smirk. he lookd at me and shakes his head 'no.'
"i have handcuffs in my bag, i didnt wanna just take them out earlier." i laugh out of breath. he goes over and grabs them and handcuffs my hands behind my bag.
"do you have the keys?" he asks looking in my bag.
"i dont need the keys." i smirk. he crawls back ontop of me and continues to finger me. i moan and grind my hips against his hand, making him hit it again.
he soon replaces his fingers with his tongue, swirling all around, licking and sucking my clit, making my thighs shake from the pleasure. a mix of moaned profanitities along with his name roll off my tongue. i grind my hips against his face creating a euphoric friction.
the sound of my stuggling from the handcuffs only makes him chuckle, the breeze from his laugh making me shake more. i arch my back as a sensational orgasam pulses through my body.
i breathe heavily, and slightly laugh. i do everything i can to sit up, because im still in handcuffs.
"your turn, love" i say with a smile. he slides down his sweatpants and his boxers, since im still in my cuffs. i dip my head down and lick around the tip, then sucking a bit. i lick from the base to the tip, then get as far down as i can, i move my tongue along the length of his dick while i continue to suck.
he gathers up my hair and forcefully pushes my head down, causing me to gag a few times. he pulls my head up by my hair, as i lick the saliva thats around my lips. i breathe out heavily and smile.
"yes, daddy? whyd you make me stop?" i smirk and move into kiss him, "what is it, do you wanna fuck me?" i say seductivly as i plant a sweet kiss on his lips. he pulls me back by my hair again.
"whatever youre going to do, love, dont be gentle" i say with a slight chuckle.
i lift myself up and let him adjust us so that i can slide down onto his dick.
i moan a bit loudly as i slide down, trying to adjust myself to his size.
"wow, youre really tight" he says a bit gruffly. i smile and start to move, moving my hips along his and creating a friction that feels like heaven. he wraps his arms around me, grabbing my hair, pulling cause me to moan.
"choke me, daddy" i moan. he wraps his one hand around my neck while his other hand grabs my ass, moving me aggressively.
he starts rubbing my clit while i ride, i can feel the buildup of my orgasam about to take over.
"i-im going to cum" i moan, desperately trying to get out of the handcuffs to balance myself.
"cum for daddy, princess" he says pulling my hair. with a final thrust i cum and soon feel him cum inside of me. fuck.
i breathe heavily and look at him, he then lifts me up off of him.
"okay do you have the keys?" he asks looking st my still handcuffed hands. i smile and unlock the handcuffs myself, without the keys.
"i told you i didnt need keys." i say giving him the handcuffs. he looks at my bruised and cut wrists, "are you okay? i didnt think it wouldve been that bad."
"thats okay, i liked it." i say with a smile.
"you down for a round two, love?" i ask with a smirk.
"definitely."