Gunslingers

Matt stared me down as I cocked my gun at him. I could see the shock and anger rush through his eyes. His own gun cocked up, but I was faster. I shot him and watched in delight as his laser vest glowed and buzzed. He shot me a glare as he waited for his gun to come back online. Poor bastard knew better than to play laser tag with me.

"SUCK IT, MATT!"

I watched my friend send me a look. It was a look I was all too familiar with. It was the look that meant he wanted to fuck me, hard. We hadn't fucked since Brian and Laura's wedding, but the sexual tension between us lately was too fucking high.

"Rae, don't say things you don't want me to act on," he said, suddenly much closer than I had realized.

A shiver went up and down my spine. "Matt... we're not doing this again."

"Doing what?" His lips were a mere breath away from my own. I watched him as he licked his lips. It was the lip thing. I loved that lip thing. I always wanted to use my own tongue when he did that.

"You know what. We're friends, Sanders. I don't want to ruin it or add to it by fucking you."

Matt looked at me. It was a look of hurt. "I know, Rae, but sometimes, I can't help how I feel. I will always want you."
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Matt tossed me onto the bed. He slipped off his clothes, staring me down the entire time he was doing so. I watched and slowly licked my lips as he huge cock sprung free from his boxers.

"See something you like?" Matt crawled up the bed and dove between my legs. I was naked too, Matt having already taken those off in my entry hall.

"Always," I said and moaned as his tongue delved between my thighs. He licked and sucked, doing only what his tongue knew how to do. It was like magic as he worked his fingers into me and started to match the pace of his wonderful tongue.

I pulled my fingers through his hair, directing his head to do what I wanted. Our bodies worked in tune; they always had. It wasn't long before I came around his fingers and Matt sucked my clit to get all the juices.

Matt smiled against my thighs and then moved up and kissed me. He tasted of me, but I delighted in it. It had been too damn long since a man had satisfied me. When he was done working his tongue into my mouth, Matt hovered over me.

"You know the position I like," he said, growling low in his throat.

Without a word, I rolled so my ass was in the air. Matt groaned again as he rubbed the cheeks. I laughed and enjoyed the feeling. No one had spanked me since we fucked all those years ago. Matt didn't wait to do just that.

A smack sounded around the room as he switched between my cheeks, delighting in the noises I was making. He was turned on even more so than before, I could tell by the erection pressing on my ass.

"Shit, baby." Matt groaned again and pushed into my dripping wet pussy.

We both moaned as he sank to his full length. I hadn't been stretched like this in years. It was so damn good to feel this full. He started to move slowly, careful of how I was feeling. He picked up the pace though when I started to push back against him.

Matt wrapped one of his hands around my throat and the other into my hair. We started to work in perfect sync as he pumped faster. I was bouncing off his lower half harder than I ever had. The light choking from Matt made me get closer faster than it ever had. He squeezed gently and then rammed into me. My walls clenched and we came together.

It was only after we had come down from our high and Matt was laying next to me that I realized something sticky was dripping down my thigh. Looking down, I saw Matt's cum. He saw the panic in my eyes and quickly realized my mistake. We had never fucked without a condom before.

Notes

.... Smut, smut, smut