《Have Hope》27
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Y/N POV
I licked my lips, swallowing as best as I could with how dry my mouth was, and watched Alex slowly hooked her fingers under the thin lace fabric of her panties, pulling them down her thighs in a tantalizingly slow motion.
Once she was completely naked, she shifted her attention to me, my lower half still clad in my boxers.
"May I?" The forward asked, an amused smirk on her gorgeous face.
I nodded, breath hitching when her fingers ghosted ever so lightly over the fabric of my underwear, which was tight against my cock.
Alex hummed while she pulled the garment down my legs, finally releasing my erection, which sprung free, hitting my stomach.
Finally we were both fully naked, eyes fixed one another, dragging up each other's bodies. I still couldn't believe that Alex Morgan- the Alex Morgan, was my girlfriend. I got to call this angel of a person mine. Now if that's not the biggest accomplishment, I don't know what is.
I inhaled sharply, my eyes connecting with hers once more. "Condom?" I asked, hoping I had the good sense to bring some with me to camp.
The brunette shook her head. "I'm on the pill."
I nodded, running my hands up her tan thighs, causing noticeable goosebumps to break out onto her skin, making Alex giggle. From her position, I could feel the warm heat of her pussy pressing against my pelvis, just the thought of it causing my dick to jump.
My girlfriend shifted her position, moving back a bit, before gently reached down, taking my member into her warm hands, giving it a few teasing pumps.
I sighed, closing my eyes, trying not to get too lost in the feeling.
"Fuck I can't wait to have you inside of me." She murmured, giving my tip a rough squeeze.
"Oh god..." I moaned, my breath quickly growing ragged.
"Ugh I'm so wet. Can you feel it baby? You feel me dripping onto you?"
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I nodded, a pleasurable shock shooting up my spine when I realized she was right. A small, but growing pool of her arousal was dripping from her soaked center onto my thigh, which Alex pressed herself against, no doubt enjoying the friction from the pressure on her clit.
I smirked, raising my leg to apply even more pressure, drawing a whimper from the woman on top of me.
Her hips bucked, dragging her pussy on my leg, leaving behind a trail of slick.
"Fu-fuck I'm gonna cum just from t-this..." Alex cried, desperately rolling her hips back and forth.
Just before she had the chance to reach the edge, I flipped us over, taking away the friction from where she needed it most.
"Y/N!"
I chuckled, kissing her lips. I smirked down at the captain and grabbed her hands, pinning them to the bed on either side of her head.
"You, my darling, are one needy little girl."
Alex groaned, trying to wrestle out of my grip while thrusting her hips against me.
"What's wrong baby?"
The blue eyed woman glared at me, daring me to keep going. "Y/n I swear to god, fuck me already!"
My eyes widened slightly, and suddenly I forgot all about teasing her. "Yes ma'am."
One of my hands went down and grabbed hold of my stiff shaft, guiding it her her dripping folds. I stopped before making contact, looking into her eyes.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She breathed, without hesitation.
I started out by dragging my cock across her entrance, gathering her wetness. "I'm gonna go slow, okay?"
Alex nodded, her hands now bracing herself on my back.
My heart pounded in my chest while I moved my tip to her entrance, gently starting to press against her.
"Oh fuck you're big...." Alex laughed once the first inch was in. I could feel her walls stretching to accommodate me, and I continued to move, going as slow as I could until bottoming out.
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"H-holy sh-shit." I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut in a desperate attempt to not blow my load immediately. "You're so-so fucking t-tight." I panted, keeping my body still.
The older woman's breath was ragged, and I could feel her cunt pulsating around my dick, making my mind feel foggy.
"Mo-move Y/n...Move."
I did as Alex asked, unable to wait any longer. I carefully moved my hips backwards, allowing myself to pull out of her before pushing back in.
Soon enough I found a steady rhythm, curving up each thrust to hit Alex's g-spot on every upstroke, making the woman under me squirm and moan uncontrollably.
"F-faster!" The forward cried out, thrusting her hips in line with my own.
I sped up my movements, bringing us both closer to the edge.
Before I had a chance to react, suddenly Alex was flipping us over, switching our positions again so that she was on top of me.
"Here...sit...sit against the headboard." She panted. I nodded, moving to where she pointed.
The brunette climbed into my lap, impaling herself on my dick before bouncing up and down, her full breasts making my mouth water.
"Ugh fuck! Right there!"
My hands went to Alex's ass, which bounced with her hips and breasts. This girl had one fine ass if I did say so myself.
The familiar warmth was starting to pool in the pit of my stomach as I inched closer and closer to the edge, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I came.
I was getting lost in the feeling of my girlfriend riding my cock, swirling her hips in a circular motion to hit all the right spots inside her. My fingers roughly groped the taught, tan skin of her ass cheeks, and before I could stop myself, I drew my hand back and spanked her.
I was afraid Alex would murder me, but instead she let out a long, low, guttural moan and threw her head back, her movements growing sloppy.
I took that as a signal to do it again, smacking her now red skin, drawing a mix between a cry and a scream from her.
"I'm s-so close..."
I smacked her ass on final time, right as my other hand pushed against her swollen clit, and that sent her crashing over the edge.
Alex came with a scream which she attempted to muffle into my chest, her nails scratching down my back while her entire body trembled. I could feel her cum drip down my dick while her walls clenched around me so hard, I couldn't help but cum too, releasing my load into her.
I grunted, squeezing my eyes shut as my balls constricted.
The two of us rode out our orgasms, hips still moving together, until we finally finished.
"Jesus..." Alex said, still catching her breath.
I chuckled, attempting to catch my own. "Well you got to ride me, you happy now birthday girl?"
"Mmm very." The brunette hummed, biting her lip with a smile before pulling me in for a kiss.
My girlfriend pulled away a few seconds later and yawned. "Let's get cleaned up so we can sleep." I said softly, tucking loose hair back behind her ear.
Alex climbed off my lap, her legs still shaky, and followed me to the bathroom.
Once we cleaned ourselves up, I gave her some of my soccer pants and a hoodie to sleep in, while I slept in sweats and a sports bra.
We climbed back into my bed, getting comfortable, my arms wrapping around her waist while Alex pushed her back to my front.
I kissed the older woman's neck who sighed sleepily.
"Happy birthday, Princess." I whispered.
"Thank you Y/n."
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