Booty Call

Cold night, hot sex between friends with benefits who have a quick passionate hookup before parting ways. Written from the woman's POV

I had resigned myself to a night on the couch with junk food and my vibrator as my only company when my phone lit up unexpectedly. Snap, Harry is typing, that stood out to me immediately as I hadn’t heard from Harry in nearly a year not for any particular grievance we just had crossed paths when we were both single.
Hey, would you be up for some company? His message finally landed on my phone.
I stared at the chat screen for a moment and realised if anyone could help me he could.
You see I had gotten out of a brief but agonising relationship six months prior that had left me not wanting another man to touch me but the loneliness had been loud and being alone with my vibrator in comparison to snuggled up with Harry, I quickly typed out my reply.
Sure, I’d love some.
Is your room good for some male company?
I sighed, I have ADHD and even though we had only hung out twice apparently he had picked up on the chaos.
Wasn’t expecting company
It’s fine just make your bed so we can mess it up
There was a quick exchange about if we had both had recent sexual health checks mine was a week prior, his a month. Birth control he had the snip and I had a bar implant.
I immediately ran through the house and found a cute lingerie outfit that looked more like a one piece bathing suit and an oversized button up shirt. My pixie cut too short to do much with so leaving the main sexiness to my curves. Threw a bunch of the clothes littering the floor into a spare room and shut the door. I tidied up and made sure my room smelt nice, had gentle lighting and was warmish but not hot in the almost winter weather.
He knocked at the door about 20 minutes later.
I’d guess Harry is about 5”8, hard to judge as I am 5”2, he has the kind of intelligent eyes that make you think he notices everything and finds joy in it. Bald with a perfectly sculpted beard that looks like a style choice as he looks handsome and has the perfect face shape to carry it. I notice he’s a bit skinnier than last time but still as strong. He smells incredible in the way you’d want to ask what his cologne is but you just know it wont smell the same on anyone but him.

He greets me with a smirk and a passionate kiss.
“Hey there cutey,” I melted a little to my core, swept up in his arms.
This is why he is someone who is allowed to do booty calls with me. He treats me like he is madly in love and worships my body but communicates so well that he does not have the ability to be any more than a hook up once in a blue moon.
Ever the gentle man and me trying to be brave he goes to put his backpack down near my coffee table.
“I was actually thinking it might be better to get cozy in bed?” I kind of stuttered out.
“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” the warmth in his voice bringing a blush to my cheeks.
“So how are you?” I ask in polite conversation as I lead the way to my room.
“Having a really bad week to be honest. But we don’t need to dwell on that.” He politely answers but in a way that let’s me know he’d rather not talk about it.
“Well I’m glad I can make it a little better?” I try to flirt but it ends up as a question, as I crawl to a good spot on my king size bed, showing mild insecurity at my nerves from having a man in my room. Knowing full well a man had made me feel like my existence hadn’t mattered in that very room months ago. He senses something and smiles softly before joining me on the bed and kissing me deeply.
“Oh I know you can,”
Oh fuck me, Is all I thought. And he seemed to read my mind.
He kissed me again but not with as much tongue instead making brief kisses before using his hands to brush against my neck as he kissed my cheek then his hands were brushing against my heavy E cup chest moaning softly I threw off the oversized shirt then and he took the hint to take off his shirt too. He then came back to my chest and neck like we were made of magnets and his lips brushed along my neck, my collarbone while he slipped the lingerie straps off my shoulders. He lifted one of my heavy breasts to his mouth groaning as he did in a way that made my pussy clench. His mouth around my nipple felt so good like a warm rush of blood filled it out. I ended up cradling his head and leaning back as he curled up in my chest like he was suckling from me.
It was intimate in a different way for a moment like he needed comfort greater than just sex. I wasn’t about to stop him though shifting position slightly, however to balance out the attention between both nipples I held him like that for a little while till his hand reached between my legs to cup the warmth he found there. I jumped a little at the unexpected contact laying down on the bed, I moaned as he started to run gentle circles around my clit with his finger tips. He sucked harder on my chest right as two of his fingers dove into my pussy, already wet and ready for him. I moaned louder and he lent back to watch me.
“Good girl,” he smirked at me as he found a rhythm and stroked his fingers back and forth over my g spot like he knew my boy better than I did.
“Oh God,” My body tensed as he pressed in harder.
“Yes that’s it he growled as he felt my pussy gush around his fingers. My body pushed a release that felt like it had built up for so long. He moved so he was leaning over me, his knees in between my parted legs. I reached for his dick still irritatingly clad in jeans. He leant down and claimed my mouth in a hungry kiss. I traced the outline with my hand though pleased at the wet spot around where I could feel the imprint of the head of his penis. He groaned but soon became annoyed about his jeans too.
There was a blur of movement from both of us and my lingerie was discarded as well Harry climbing off the bed to discard all of the remaining clothes he had been wearing. My pussy throbbed at the sight of his cock. I missed that cock. He moved across the bed so he was kneeling near my head.
“Would you please dear?” I needed no instruction as I tried my best to fit all eight inches of him into my mouth. I only managed about six before I felt the position was wrong to get more but I focused on breathing through my nose as he made encouraging noises and soft little statements like
“That’s it swall my cock.”
I grew frustrated and instructed him to lay down so I could gag on all 8 inches pulling back to dance my tongue over that sensitive spot where the shaft meets the head of his cock which he thoroughly enjoyed even as a circumcised man. After I had gagged enough to need a breather he sat up to thank me with kisses guiding me to lay on my back.
“Can I fuck you now?”
“Please!”
“How do you feel about choking?”
“You can just don’t be too rough,”
There is something so sexy in the way he makes sure everything he wants to do is okay between kisses.
“Do you need lube?”
No you know you make me so wet,”
He sits up on his knees between my legs pausing to smile down at me. The thing is I am tight, and hadn’t been untouched for six months at that point and no one above six inches since my last time with Harry. So as he glides his throbbing cock into my pussy I feel like a live wire crackles to life sending a bright hot line of pain through my pussy as his cock slams into my cervix. But it's that kind of pain that is gone so quick you don’t question it much and it adds to the pleasure as it disappears and I got this wonderful euphoric feeling of his cock skin to skin buried in me.
“Oh fuck,” He says. Concentration bloomed across his face as this is the first time we haven’t used condoms and I didn’t think I needed to warn him about how tight I was.
But then as if he just gives in he starts kissing me deeply, stroking his cock into me, his hips barely leaving the contact of my body as he moves like a dancer. Grinding in such a way that his pelvis grinds against me so my clit is being stimulated.
I lose my mind in pleasure, feeling his cock throb inside me the stimulation on my clit, after about 5 minutes of this he throws my legs over his shoulders as if he needs to put more of himself inside me when his cock is already hitting my cervix making for an orgasm that has me screaming and drenching his cock.
I lose all concept of time as he starts just slamming into me.
Muttering sexy things between moans about wanting to fill me up that has me begging for his release while wave after wave of pleasure shudders through me.
He finally gives me what I want with a roar emptying his balls into my pussy which I feel my pussy clenching around him as if trying to keep him there.
He rolls to lay beside me and lifts an arm to let me move in for a cuddle. We sit like that in the after glow catching our breath chatting about nothing in particular while I consider if I can talk him into another round where I get to ride him. He yawns though and I know that when the after care portion has made us both come down off the sexual high it was time for Harry to disappear once again. We both got dressed. He kissed me as passionately as if we were newlyweds and he would return soon. He probably won’t but as long as I am single he’ll have a decent shot at getting into my bed.