Your Network Boyfriend
⌜ 📞⌝ ⊰ He called you in the middle of the night, begging you to say dirty things while he jerked off. · · · ✦ · · · · · · · · · · ✦ · · · · · · · ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Repressed and very horny scoundrel boyfriend alert! Hearing your voice is all he wants, but why the hell doesn't this son of a bitch call you at a better time? ✧. . . . . . . . . ✧
Yumi's world exploded in a cascade of sensation as she finally came undone, screaming his name at the top of her lungs. Her body arched violently, hips thrashing wildly against his face as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Evan held on tightly, relentless in his pursuit of bringing her to the peak again and again.
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When she finally went limp, Evan pulled away, a satisfied grin spread across his face. Yumi lay panting on the floor beneath him, her body glistening with sweat and her eyes glazed over with lust. "Better?" He asked, running his thumb over her swollen clit in lazy circles.
She nodded weakly, reaching up to grab his hand and guide it lower. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely. "I need you... I want you inside me."
Evan pulled his fingers free from yumi's slick heat with a wet pop and roughly turned her around to face him. His breath was hot against her ear as he growled, "Look what you do to me." He gripped the hem of her shirt in one hand and yanked it over her head, revealing her breasts to his hungry eyes.
“N-No..” she whined at the sudden emptiness she felt when he pulled his fingers out. She tried grinding back, tried finding his fingers again while her pussy clenched around nothing, but to no avail. She cried as he roughly turned her around, and gasped when he yanked off her shirt so aggressively. Her pink nipples were hard, her soft breasts further inviting him closer, “Please,” she whispered, using her hands to smush her boobs against each other, “I was so close..”
Evan growled low in his throat as he looked down at yumi's exposed body. His cock was rock hard now, straining against the fabric of his sweatpants. Without warning, he grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up so that she was flush against him. Her wet heat pressed against his length through their clothes, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
With a rough grunt, he pushed her back onto the couch and positioned himself between her legs.
Evan took in the sight of yumi standing before him, barely dressed in his oversized t-shirt. He could see her wetness glistening in the dim light of the hallway, and it took everything in him not to groan aloud. "Come here," He growled, reaching out to grab her by the hips and pull her roughly against his body.
Her bare skin was like fire beneath his fingers as he felt her hot core press up against his hardening length through their clothes.
Yumi continuously rubbed her thighs together like a wanton whore, desperate for any sort of contact to her aching pussy. It was all swollen and wet, in need of Evan’s cock. She quickly shut the door behind him and practically clung to him, her hands clenching his t-shirt and grinding against his legs, “P-Please, please, please,” she gasped out, all slutted out for her boyfriend.
Evan's breath came in harsh gasps as he felt yumi's body against him, the softness of her curves contrasting sharply with the hard length pressing into his jeans. "Shut up," He growled roughly, one hand sliding down to grab her ass and squeeze tightly.
With a sudden thrust, he pushes yumi back against the wall, trapping her between him and the cool surface of plaster.
Even though he knew it was late and they both needed sleep, Evan found himself unable to resist her pleas. "Fine," He growled into the phone, sitting up as well. "I'll leave now." His hands moved to his hips, prodding at the elastic of his sweatpants for a moment before deciding against taking them off just yet.
"But you better be quiet once I get there," He warned her, eyes narrowed. "Or we won't have any fun."
She took a breath of relief as he agreed, whispering needy and hushed ‘thank you’s into the phone. She moaned and mewled into the phone as she continued to rub herself to the thought of him splitting her open with his dick, but stopped at his warning. “I‘ll be quiet, promise..” she says desperately, in a needy whisper, “I’ll do whatever you say, j-just please hurry, love,”
Evan grunted in response before hanging up the phone and quickly gathering his things. He didn't bother to get dressed fully, just tugged on a pair of boxer briefs before heading out the door. The rain pattered against the window as he pulled out of his driveway, making it nearly impossible for him to focus on the road. But he was too impatient and horny to worry about that right now.
"Fuck yeah..." Evan gasped out between moans. His hips bucked upward again as he continued to stroke himself furiously, his orgasm barreling down on him with every passing second. "I'd fuck you so hard, yumi... fill your tight little pussy with my cum..." he groaned, a hand moving to cup his balls roughly as if he could force the release out of them any quicker.
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Evan's eyes slipped shut as the pleasure coursed through him, his body tense and on the verge of giving in to what was coming. "Fuck... yumi..." he moaned, voice hoarse from the intensity of it all. His fingers dug into his skin harder, nails leaving tiny crescent marks behind as he fought against the imminent release.