Just a Friday night

(Wyatt is sitting on the couch in your dorm room, wearing a tank top and gym shorts. He’s just come home from the gym, and you walk in. He greets you with a nod of the head, as he talks to his teammates through his headset.)

Wyatt glances over to you as he hears you enter the room. He smirks, noticing your casual attire and the fact that you're eating ice cream. "You know, Amelia," he begins, "you're looking pretty cute in your oversized t-shirt and panties. Maybe I should ditch these games and come join you."

Wyatt scoots closer to you as you sit down on the couch, still talking to his teammates through his headset. "What flavor is that?" he asks, nodding towards your ice cream. "It smells pretty good."

Wyatt takes a bite of the ice cream off of your spoon, enjoying the cool, sweet flavor. He leans in closer to you, whispering into your ear, "Is that all you're going to give me?"

Wyatt chuckles, "Yeah, but you're much more interesting than this game. Don't worry, I can multitask." He takes the spoon from your hand and dips it back into the ice cream, twirling it around to gather another pile of the sweet treat, and holds it out towards you suggestively, eyebrows raised in a flirtatious manner.

Wyatt smirks, noticing your blush. He leans in even closer to you, his hot breath on your ear as he whispers teasingly, "You're so cute when you blush, Amelia. It makes me want to do naughty things to you."

Wyatt wraps his arms around you as you crawl into his lap, pulling you close to him. He resumes playing his game with one hand, the other resting on your curvy hip as he leans in to kiss you passionately on the lips.

Wyatt smirks against your lips as he hears you moan. He deepens the kiss, his tongue searching for yours hungrily. He runs his hand up and down your back, slowly tracing over the curve of your waist and hip. Between kisses, he whispers to you teasingly, "You know, Amelia, if you keep making noises like that, my teammates are going to know exactly what we're up to."

Wyatt chuckles as you take the headset off of him, placing it on the coffee table. He slides his hands down to grab your curvy ass, squeezing it firmly as he continues kissing you passionately on the couch. "You sure know how to get a guy's attention, Amelia," he says, smirking as he pulls away from the kiss.

Wyatt watches as you slip down to the floor, a sly grin on his face. He leans over the edge of the couch, watching you with interest. "What are you doing down there, Amelia?" he asks, his tone curious yet unmistakably suggestive.

Wyatt moans as you start unzipping his pants, his cock tenting in his gym shorts. He raises his hips off the couch to help you pull down his shorts, baring his hard and throbbing member for you to see. "You gonna give me some of that sweet mouth action, Amelia?" he asks, smirking down at you.

Wyatt grins, his eyes lustfully tracing over your curvy body as you take off your shirt, revealing your sexy underwear. "Mmm, I see you're getting into the spirit of things, Amelia," he says with a smirk, as he watches you kneel in front of him, your eyes fixed on his throbbing cock. "Have at it, babe," he says, with a naughty gleam in his eye.

Wyatt moans as you pump his cock, spreading the precum over the tip. He bites his lip in anticipation as he watches you work your magic on him. "You're so good at that, Amelia," he groans, as he leans back against the couch, enjoying the sensations coursing through his body.

Wyatt lets out a deep groan as you take his cock into your mouth, your tits bouncing tantalizingly in front of him. He runs his fingers through your long brown curly hair, gripping it gently as he slides his hard length into your mouth. "Oh fuck, Amelia, that feels so good," he moans, his eyes closed in pleasure as he savors the sensations of your hot and wet mouth on his cock.

Wyatt groans in pleasure as you suck on his cock like a pro, using your tongue and hand to help make the experience even better. He tosses the game aside, completely giving himself to the sensations coursing through him. "Fuck, Amelia, you're so good at that," he moans, running his fingers through your hair as you continue to work your magic on him.

Wyatt opens his eyes and looks down at you, a contented smile on his lips. "No, not anymore," he says, his fingers still tangled in your hair. "You're far more interesting than any video game," he says, leaning down to kiss you deeply.

Wyatt grins as you slip out of your panties, leaving you only in your socks. He watches with interest as you straddle his lap, feeling your bare pussy against his stomach as you kiss him passionately. He returns the kiss hungrily, his hands roaming over your curvy body as he savors the sensations coursing through him. "Mmm, you're so fucking hot, Amelia," he moans into your mouth, as he pulls you closer to him.

Wyatt breaks away from the kiss to let you tug his shirt off and toss it behind the couch. He wraps his muscular arms around your curvaceous body, holding you close to him as he continues to kiss you passionately. His hands explore every curve of your body, devoting special attention to your perky breasts and round ass. "You feel so fucking good, Amelia," he groans into your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

Wyatt grins, his eyes lighting up in excitement as you tell him that you want him to fuck you. "Hell yeah, baby," he growls, as he grasps your hips and lifts you off his lap. He stands up, still holding onto you, and carries you over to the bed in the corner of the room. He lays you down on the bed, crawling over you as he devours you with kisses.

Wyatt leans down and kisses his way down your body, pausing at your breasts to suck on each nipple before continuing south. He spreads your legs and buries his face between them, inhaling your scent before flicking his tongue across your clit. "Fuck, you're so wet for me," he growls, as he continues to lap at your pussy, teasing your clit with his tongue.

Wyatt grins against your pussy, loving the feel of your hand in his hair as you moan in pleasure. He continues to tease your clit with his tongue, circling it slowly before pressing harder and flicking expertly. He slides a finger inside of you, feeling how hot and slick you are around him. "You're so fucking tight, Amelia," he growls, as he adds another finger and begins to pump them in and out of you.

Wyatt continues to work your pussy with his fingers and tongue, relishing the sounds of your moans and gasps of pleasure. He curls his fingers inside of you, searching for that sweet spot that will make you see stars. When he finds it, he starts rubbing and massaging it with his fingertips while still sucking and flicking your clit with his tongue. The combination of sensations overwhelms you, and you writhe and moan beneath him as a powerful orgasm overtakes your body.

Wyatt continues to work your pussy throughout your orgasm, feeling your wetness coating his fingers as you writhe and moan beneath him. He patiently waits until you finish before crawling up your body and kissing you deeply. "Mmm, you taste amazing," he murmurs against your lips, as he positions himself between your legs.

Wyatt grins at you as he lines up his raging hard-on at your entrance, pressing the head of his thick member against your wet lips. He teases you, running it up and down your slit several times before finally entering you in one swift motion. You gasp as you feel him filling up your tight pussy, stretching you to your limit. ""Fuck", you're so tight," he moans as he starts thrusting slowly into you, each stroke sending electric shocks through your body.

Wyatt picks up the pace of his thrusts, plunging his thick cock deep into your pussy with each push. He takes one of your breasts in his mouth, sucking on the nipple as he continues to pump into you. He growls lowly in pleasure, reveling in the feeling of your silky smooth skin and your wet pussy wrapped snugly around his shaft. ""Ah, Amelia", you feel so good," he groans, as he picks up the pace even more.

Wyatt grunts in response to your words, he can feel the heat building up inside him as he pounds you harder and harder. He wraps his arm around your waist, lifting you up a bit and placing your face down to the pillow so that he can get an even deeper angle with his thrusts. ""God", you're such a fucking sexy woman, Amelia," he grunts between thrusts, his hips slamming into you with more force now.

Wyatt hears your groan and pauses for a second, worried that he's hurting you. "You okay, Amelia?" he asks, his voice thick with concern. He rubs your back soothingly, waiting for your response.

Wyatt chuckles softly at your response and resumes his thrusts, feeling the pleasure coursing through his body. He continues to pound into you with increasing speed and force, his thick cock filling you up completely with each stroke. ""Yes", that's it," he grunts as he keeps thrusting into you.

Wyatt can sense that you're close, and he adjusts his angle slightly, thrusting even deeper into your core. "Come for me, Amelia," he growls, his breathing ragged with lust. At his words, the pressure in your body finally becomes too much to bear, and you explode into a screaming orgasm, your juices gushing out onto Wyatt's cock as he continues to fuck you through it. He grunts in satisfaction, his own release imminent, as he pumps into you a few more times before finally pulling out and coming all over your back.

Wyatt falls down next to you on the bed, laying there breathing deeply as he recovers. ""Damn", that was intense," he says, grinning at you. He reaches out and runs his hand up and down your back, feeling the sweat on your skin. "You good, Amelia?" he asks in a concerned tone.

Wyatt nods his head, a look of satisfaction on his face. "Good to hear," he says, as he turns over onto his side to face you. "That was fun," he adds with a grin.

Wyatt chuckles at your remark. ""Maybe", we'll see how I feel," he replies teasingly, a glint in his eye. "But for now, let's just take a breather." He leans in and plants a soft kiss on your lips, savoring the taste of you on his tongue.

Wyatt watches you as you walk away, admiring your curvy figure as he lounges on the bed for a few more minutes. After a while, he stretches and gets up, walking over to where you're sitting on the couch with the headset. "Nice game?" he asks, looking over at the screen.

Wyatt raises his eyebrow at your comment, then grins and playfully punches your shoulder. "Hey now, don't be spreading rumors about me," he says with a laugh. He leans over and looks at the screen, studying the game in progress. "I'll get you next time," he adds with a smirk.

Wyatt whoops in excitement as you win the match, clapping his hands and cheering loudly. "Nicely done, Amelia!" he says, giving you a high-five. He watches as you bask in the glory of your win, proud to be on your team. "You're a natural at this," he adds with a grin.

Wyatt's eyes drift to your naked form, feeling a familiar stirring in his loins. He licks his lips and grins mischievously. "Depends on what kind of prize you're hoping for," he says, chuckling softly. He leans closer to you, his breath hot against your skin as he trails his fingers lightly over your thigh.

Wyatt licks his lips and grins, reaching out to touch you between your legs. He rubs his fingers along your folds, feeling how wet you are, then slides one finger inside you. "Mmm, you feel so good," he says, his voice low and husky with desire. He continues to finger you, watching your face as you moan softly.

Wyatt grins as he hears you moan through his friends' headsets. "Oh, they're gonna love this," he says teasingly, before sliding a second finger inside you and picking up pace. He thrusts his fingers in and out of you, scissoring them to stretch you out even more. The wet sounds of his fingers working your pussy fill the room alongside your moans of pleasure.

Wyatt grins as he hears his friends freaking out in the headset, knowing that they can hear the sounds of him fingering you. He buries his face between your legs, licking and sucking on your clit as he continues to finger you. His hot breath and expert tongue make your body tense up with pleasure, and you moan even louder into the microphone.

Wyatt grins at your moans as he continues to pleasure you with his talented fingers and tongue. He picks up the pace, making sure to hit all the right spots as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. The sounds of his mouth and fingers on your body fill the room, along with your increasingly loud moans. "You like that, baby?" he murmurs against your clit, licking and sucking on it until you're gasping for breath. He pulls back just slightly, giving you a chance to recover before he starts again.

Wyatt grins as he hears your loud moans into the headset, knowing that his friends are undoubtedly turned on by the sounds of him pleasuring you. He works his tongue and fingers tirelessly, determined to make you come hard. And then it happens - you cry out, your whole body shaking with pleasure as the orgasm washes over you. Wyatt licks and sucks at you through it all, prolonging your pleasure until finally you collapse onto the couch, panting and exhausted.

Wyatt takes the headset and game from you, grinning widely as he hears his friends groan in disappointment. "Don't worry, guys, there's always next time," he says, chuckling softly. He turns back to you, his eyes still filled with lust. "That was amazing, Amelia," he says, his voice low and husky with desire. "You really know how to make a guy feel appreciated."

Wyatt smiles down at you as you lay your head in his lap, feeling content and satisfied after your activities together. He continues to play his game, enjoying the sound of your soft breathing as you drift off to sleep. For a while, it's just the two of you in the room, basking in each other's presence.