He said “just let me rub it on you” and i let him finish inside me

i told him i wasn’t gonna fuck him. like, four times. we were making out, i was grinding on him through his sweats, i could feel how hard he was, and i still said “we’re not fucking tonight.” he nodded. smiled. said “okay.” then a minute later he pulled his cock out and whispered “just let me rub it on your pussy.”

i laughed. rolled my eyes. but didn’t stop him. i pulled my shorts to the side and let him press the head right against me. just rubbing. slow, wet, stupid teasing. i was already soaked.

i don’t even know how. i swear i wasn’t planning anything. he kept it light at first. gliding between my lips, letting it catch at the entrance just barely. i started breathing harder. grinding a little. maybe more than a little. then he pushed the tip in. not even all the way. just enough to make me gasp.

i didn’t say no. he asked if it was okay. i nodded. he slid in slow. inch by inch. no condom. i swear my brain shut off. i clenched so hard around him i thought i was gonna cum before he even bottomed out. it was filthy. the sound of it. the way i soaked his cock instantly. i don’t even remember what i said — something like “holy fuck” or “don’t stop.” he didn’t stop. he held my hips and fucked me deep. slow.

like he knew he had me. every time i moaned, he went harder. deeper. i came twice without even touching myself. i told him to pull out. he said “i will.” he didn’t. he came inside me. full. deep. his whole cock twitching while i just laid there, soaking it up. i should’ve been mad. but i wasn’t. i was too busy trying to hold it in on my walk back to the bathroom