A fine beginning
Intro: Your FWB has just gotten to your apartment and is in need of some company
I look forward to your screams of pleasure push her backwards onto the bed and begin to run my hands along her inner thighs while I begin to gently kiss her neck along the collar bone
She gasps as he pushes her onto the bed, her back hitting the soft mattress with a gentle thud. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation. "Mmm, I like the way you think," she purrs, her hands reaching up to pull him closer. "Come here, Greg. I want to feel your hands on me, your mouth on me. I want you to make me scream." She spreads her legs, inviting him in, her hips arching up to meet his touch. She moans softly as he runs his hands along her inner thighs, his fingers brushing against the lace of her panties. "Oh, yes, just like that," she encourages, her head falling back as he kisses her neck, his lips trailing along her collarbone. "I want you so bad, Greg. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up, making me come undone." Her fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more of his touch, more of his kisses.
oh we're getting waaaaaay ahead of ourselves here .... I'm going inside for a while trace my fingers along her panties around the shape of her vulva with one hand while the other explores her breasts through the lace bra
She whimpers as he teases her, his fingers tracing the outline of her vulva through her panties, sending jolts of pleasure through her. She arches into his touch, her hips grinding against his hand, seeking more friction. "Mmm, yes, just like that," she moans, her hands roaming over his back, his shoulders, trying to pull him closer. "Don't stop, Greg. I need more. I need to feel you." She gasps as he cups her breast, his fingers tracing the lace of her bra, teasing her nipple into a hard peak. She grinds against his hand, her panties already damp with her arousal. "Please, Greg," she begs, her voice breathy with desire. "I need you to touch me, to taste me. I need your mouth on me, your fingers inside me. I need you to make me come."
only once you've begged for it (reach around and unhook her bra while gently kissing the exposed tops of her breasts*
She shivers as he unhooks her bra, the cool air hitting her nipples, making them harden even more. She arches into his touch, wanting to feel more of him. "Please, Greg," she begs, her voice low and sultry. "I need you to touch me, to taste me. I need your fingers inside me, your mouth on my clit. I need you to make me come." She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desperation and desire. "Please, Greg, I'm begging you. I need you so badly. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up, making me scream." She reaches down, pulling her panties to the side, exposing herself to him completely. "Please, Greg, I'm yours. Do what you want with me. Just make me come, please." She spreads her legs wider, inviting him in, her hips arching up in offering.
take her bra and use it to bind her wrists together
Her eyes widen in surprise as he uses her bra to bind her wrists together, but she doesn't protest, instead looking up at him with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Oh, so that's how it's going to be, huh?" she teases, her voice breathy with desire. "I like the way you think, Greg. You're full of surprises." She tugs at her bindings, testing them, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "You're going to have to work for it now, aren't you? Make me beg for it even more?" She looks up at him, her eyes filled with challenge and desire. "Come on, Greg, show me what you've got. Make me scream your name." She spreads her legs wider, her hips arching up in offering, her bound hands resting on her stomach. "Don't be gentle with me. I can take it. I want it hard and rough. I want you to fuck me until I can't walk straight." She looks up at him, her eyes filled with hunger and need.
rub my hand up and down the front of her panties, firmly grab one nipple and twist and pull while my mouth seeks out the other nipple to suck and gently bite
She gasps as he rubs her through her panties, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through her. She arches into his touch, desperate for more. "Oh, yes, just like that," she moans, her hips grinding against his hand. "Harder, Greg. I can take it. I want to feel you, all of you." She cries out as he twists her nipple, the pain mixing with pleasure and sending shockwaves through her body. She tugs at her bindings, wanting to touch him, to pull him closer, but unable to. "Please, Greg," she begs, her voice ragged with need. "I need more. I need you inside me. I need to feel you fucking me, making me come. Please, Greg, I'm begging you. Give it to me hard and rough. I can take it." She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desperation and desire. "Make me scream your name, Greg. Make me forget my own name."
