Benny Cross: The Bikeriders Fantasy
Label Mature 18+
Chapter 1 Handsome Stranger ๐ Chapter 2 ๐ Chapter 3 ๐ Chapter 4
Summary Heading out late to help spot a friend for cash at a local bar leads you into a den of wolves. Bikers frequent the place intimating you and sexually harassing you as you try to enjoy the evening with you friend. As she gets your drinks leaving you momentarily alone you become so frightened you want to cut the night short and leave. That is until you see the most attractive man youโve ever laid eyes on in your life. Benny, the handsome alluring biker that takes your breath away. The night is filled with wild twists and turns as you navigate your newfound feelings for this attractive stranger in your contrasting worlds.
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โ ๏ธ Passionate Smut โ ๏ธ Slow burn โข savior/hero complexโขindependent femaleโขpropositioned by Benny โขBenny claiming youโขBenny wants to be yours โขstimulating make outsโข nipple playโข oral fem โข fingering femโข body worshipโขextreme orgasms โขmissionaryโข rawโข creampie โข after care
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Heavily Based on The Bikeriders Movie ๐๏ธ Inspo: anonymous requests combined ๐๏ธ โขBenny strong silent type โขBenny a wanderer/ nomad -reader stable home โขBenny submissive to reader โขBenny love obsessed w reader โขBenny being nurtured/cared for by reader โขRecreate meeting Benny + smut โขBenny as a gentle/passionate lover *more requests in upcoming chapters*
Handsome Stranger
It is late night and you are at home, alone in the house willed to you by your parents. There is an eerie silence as you do the dishes only hearing the splash of water and the clunk of the plates submerge in the water and hit the basin.
The house is a large two story brick and mortar in the suburbs of Forest Glen, Chicago surrounded by a lush green lawn that you played on as a child. You grew up your entire life here, each room filled with memories of laughter and warmth.
It was a happy home, filled with the smell of your motherโs cooking at supper and the sounds of your fatherโs music playing softly in his office in the evening as he worked.
Your parents worked hard to create a nurturing environment, and their love was evident in every room of the house.
The day theyโre perished was the day your world stopped. You quit your job at the local bookstore and began relying heavily on your friends for emotional support during your time of grief
The house, once a place of joy, became a silent reminder of your loss.
Your parents, both hardworking upper middle class, were dedicated to ensuring your future was secure. Setting up a trust fund and a life insurance policy.
As their only child, you inherited everything after their passing: the family house filled with memories, the cars they had carefully maintained, and your dadโs rental property in the next town over.
With your father being the former Director of Operationsfor Ford Motors and your mother being an accountant they had always prioritized your well being, wanting to provide you with a solid foundation for a successful and stable life.
No longer having their reliable guidance and without needing to work, you found solace in reading books about franchising and exploring potential business ventures, like owning several local laundromats in town, something your father had always wanted to do.
The idea of managing a business intrigued you, offering a sense of purpose and structure in your otherwise free and unoccupied life.
However, your friends, seeing you single and often too invested in your books, worried about your sanity and social well being. They frequently pulled you out to mingle, encouraging you to enjoy yourself and meet new people.
They wanted you to remember that there was more to life than just moping alone with your inherited wealth, they wanted your to find happiness and fulfillment with a husband.
Though you had dated a few men in town, they couldnโt get over the fact that you wouldnโt submit to traditional gender roles. Having your own finances allowed you to readily dismiss them at the first signs of male authority, decideding quickly you would no longer submit to any man.
The times were changing during the late โ60s, and women were prevalently rebelling against domestication becoming in charge of their own lives. This cultural shift resonated deeply within you, sparking a fierce independence.
As you place a dish in the drying rack, your phone rings in the kitchen. You pull the receiver and press it to your ear and shoulder as you answer. Itโs one of your close friends Donna in distress, you can barely hear her above the loud music playing in the background of her location.
โHey, Iโm so sorry to bother you so late. You know I wouldnโt unless I really needed to, but Iโm at a bar and Iโm short on cash. Itโs about five bus stops from your place. Can you come spot me? Maybe have a beer with me? I can pay you back with my check on the first.โ
You smile, your friends constantly ask to borrow money here and there, and you are never one to deny them. You understand how hard it is to work nonstop only to have spare change for fun. You balance the phone on your shoulder, the cord stretching across the kitchen as you place the last dish in the drying rack.
โOf course, donโt worry about it,โ you say warmly. โIโll be there in a bit. Which bar are you at?โ
She gives you the name and address and you quickly jot it down on a notepad by the phone. Itโs in seedier area of town but your friend has always had a knack for finding the hippest places around, so you think nothing of it deciding to join her.
โYou can hold off on the beer. I think Iโll have a pop though,โ you correct her. Your friend laughs.
โNot at this bar, dress up. The guys are having a meeting here tonight.โ she informs you.
โSure, alright, Iโll dress up,โ you say, not entirely sure what she means by the guys meeting up but assuming itโs the usual locals.
You hang up, a small smile playing on your lips. Helping out your friends always brings you a sense of fulfillment. You pull on a lilac colored sleeveless form hugging top with white jeans and platform sandals. Nothing too fancy, but it would definitely draw the male gaze. You check your reflection, admiring your attractive features as you brush your hair, letting it cascade over your shoulders in soft waves.
You pull out a wand of mascara, carefully applying the dark, thick formula to your lashes, enhancing the depth and allure of your eyes then framing them with eyeliner. Next, you glide a rich shade of red lipstick across your full lips, the color making them look even more inviting. You then take a brush and apply a touch of rouge to your cheeks, blending it in for a natural, rosy glow.
Satisfied with your appearance, you give yourself one last approving look turning to check your form in the mirror. You would never head out this late for your safety, but because the bar is nearby and you are meeting a friend, you grab your purse and head out into the midsummer night of Ohio.
The air is warm and filled with the sounds of crickets. The sky is clear, stars twinkling above as you make your way to the bus stop. The bus is still running, and you hop on, finding a seat near the back. The city lights blur past the window as you ride through the familiar streets, your mind wandering to the nightโs possibilities. You exit the bus a few stops later, the bar just a short walk away.
The brick building is lit up, neon signs flickering, casting a colorful glow on the sidewalk. You can hear the faint sound of music and conversation from inside. Tons of motorcycles are lined up out front, their chrome accents glinting under the streetlights. The air is filled with the mingled scents of cigarettes and gasoline. The atmosphere is charged, alive with the energy of the night
You take a deep breath and step through the door, scanning the loud crowded bar for your friend. The atmosphere hits you immediately this is not the usual crowd. The bar is filled with rough looking bikers, their leather jackets adorned with patches and insignias. Their faces are rugged, some sporting thick beards and tattoos snaking up their arms and necks. It feels as if the room falls silent for a moment as you walk in, all eyes turned to you, scrutinizing you with a mix of curiosity and predatory interest.
You feel their stares, some of the men openly leering.
โYou need a man?โ one of them calls out, his voice ripping with insinuation just above the music.
Another smirks and gives you a once over, โLooking for some fun tonight?โ
Your heart begins to race, worry creeping in, itโs as if they can sense your unease, like predators sensing prey. You scan the room desperately, searching for your friend. Finally, you spot her waving at you from a corner table, looking both relieved and slightly apologetic.
You make your way through the crowd, the bikers parting reluctantly. Some of them brush against you, while others continue to watch you, their gazes and unwanted touches making your skin prickle.
You reach your friend Donnaโs table and slide into the seat next to her, trying to steady your nerves. She is sitting across from a biker who is nursing a beer, his rugged appearance adding to the intimidating atmosphere.
โHey,โ she says softly, clearly aware of the tension in the bar. โThanks for coming. Iโm really sorry about this. I didnโt realize you were gonna dress up this niceโฆthatโs gonna make things a bit moreโฆ interesting for you tonight.โ She reveals with a grin.
โItโs okay,โ you reply, forcing a smile. โLetโs just get you sorted and Iโll head out of here.โ
โYou should stay a while. These guys are something else,โ Donna says as you hand her the money she needs. โYouโre the best,โ she adds, smiling as she counts it but you canโt help but feel the weight of the bikersโ stares.
This night has turned into something far different than what you expected, and you canโt shake the feeling of being a rabbit in a den of wolves.
The biker across from Donna leans forward, a smirk playing on his lips. โNameโs Cockroach,โ he introduces himself, his voice cheerful and welcoming.
You give him a wary eye, trying to gauge his intentions. โNice to meet you,โ you manage, your voice steady despite the unease swirling inside of you.
Cockroachโs eyes flicker with amusement as he looks you over, clearly enjoying your discomfort. โDonโt worry, we donโt biteโฆ much,โ he says with a chuckle, his gaze never leaving yours.
Two more bikers approach. One is wearing only a vest, his bare chest exposed, while the wears a heavily stained t-shirt. They both look drunk, their eyes bloodshot and their steps unsteady. They reek of stale beer and cigarettes, clinging to each other as they sway slightly, propping each other up.
โHey, you-as wants-ta go home with me?โ The one in the vest slurs to you, his words barely coherent.
โWhat about me you wanna live with me? The other chimes in with a grin before taking another swig of his beer. He leans in too close, the overpowering stench of alcohol heavy on his breath
You slightly recoil at their statements, trying to keep your composure.
โNo thank you, Iโve got a date. Iโve gotta be home by midnight,โ you quickly lie, feeling extremely uneasy and not wanting to engage with either of them.
Cockroach lets out a hearty laugh, the sound rough and loud. โYou hear that, boys? Cinderellaโs got a date and sheโs gotta be home by midnight or else sheโll turn into a pumpkin!โ The group erupts into laughter, the sound echoing through the bar.
Cockroach gets up and slaps the shoulders of the two bikers and they wrap their arms around each other as they head to the bar. You watch as they stumble away, their laughter still ringing in your ears.
You look around and begin to notice several of the bikers gathering together, casting glances your way and sharing whispers with one another. Already on edge, you lean towards Donna to warn her. โLook at them, itโs like theyโre planning something over there.โ You say trying to keep your voice steady but your panic is evident.
She shrugs it off. โDonโt worry about them,โ she says trying to reassure you.
โI gotta go,โ you say abruptly, the unease becoming too much.
Donna laughs. โJust sit tight. Iโll go get you a drink,โ she says and stands up.
You watch her walk away, completely at ease among the bikers, she moves with a casual confidence, even giving a friendly pat on the back to one of the bikers as she passes by. Itโs clear she feels comfortable in this environment, blending seamlessly with the rough crowd.
Feeling even more exposed now that youโre alone, the atmosphere feels thicker, the air heavy with the scent of beer, smoke, and something else you canโt quite place.
You glance around nervously, noticing the bikersโ eyes still lingering on you, their whispers becoming more apparent.
You can see them watching you now, their gazes more intense and predatory, their eyes following your every move, making your skin prickle with unease.
You quickly stand, clutching your purse, scanning the bar for your friend to head out to leave, and thatโs when you see him the most physically stunning man you ever laid eyes on.
He is at the pool table, standing stoically with his hands resting on the edge. His broad shoulders and muscular frame are hard to miss, accentuated by a sleeveless black shirt. His presence commands the room, and despite the rough crowd around him, he stands out with an air of calm authority.
For a moment, everything else fades away. Your heart pounds in your chest, a mix of excitement and nervousness flooding your senses. You watch him, mesmerized by his effortless confidence and the magnetism.
He gazes down, seemingly lost in thought, and when he looks up, you get a full view of his handsome face in every detail. His piercing blue eyes that look like they could see right through you, a head of thick tousled sandy brown hair, a rugged goatee surrounding his full enticing lips, and a strong, chiseled jaw . You feel a thrill shoot right through you, his looks take your breath away.
His eyes slowly lock onto yours, and itโs as if he can sense every bit of your attraction for him. His gaze intensifies, showing a clear desire for you in return. He straightens up, revealing his towering height and makes his way over to you with determination in his stride.
Your heart pounds in your chest, and you feel a rush of excitement and nervousness as you sit back down, almost in a daze, watching the confident way he approaches your table.
He turns the chair across from you around backwards and slowly sits revealing every detail of his chiseled muscular arms as he casually rests them on the edge.
โIโm Benny,โ he says, his voice soft and rich like honey.
Your voice comes out weaker than you intend as you respond, โhelloโฆโ
He stares at you intensely and though you try to meet his gaze, your eyes keep wandering down to his chiseled muscular arms and back up to the handsome features of his face.
He studies every detail of you in return his blue eyes slowly trailing over your body. His eyes tracing the line of your neck, lingering on the delicate skin there, before moving to your full, red lips. He continues up to your eyes, his stare deep and inviting, never breaking contact in a testament to his desire for you.
The intensity of his gaze makes your skin begin to tingle and your heart race. Youโve never been stared at in such a way. Despite your nervousness, you find that you like his unwavering attention, it makes you feel desired and alive in a way youโve never felt before.
Summoning all of your courage, you finally regain the ability to speak.
โWhat are we doing here, just shooting the breeze?โ you ask, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. Your voice wavering, betraying the nervous excitement inside of you.
Bennyโs smile widens, a beautiful smile that captivates you entirely. โI guess so,โ he answers, his eyes never leaving yours.
When Benny doesnโt continue the conversation, a thick silence settles between you two. His eyes gaze into yours with an unspoken longing that makes your heart race and the intensity of the moment becomes overwhelming.
โBennyโฆ Iโve gotta go home,โ you relent, watching as his demeanor changes.
โOhโฆokayโ Benny responds the sadness flickering in his beautiful eyes, his deep voice tinged with disappointment.
His gaze lingers a moment longer before he lifts his hands in a gesture of surrender.
โAlright,โ he says, a knowing smile on his lips, his voice still that soft, intoxicating murmur. โYou gotta go,โ he echos.
When he rises from the chair and walks away, your heart is pounding as your eyes follow his every move. You know you wonโt forget your encounter with Benny anytime soon.
Just as Benny leaves, another biker sits down in front of you, taking his place. His presence is commanding and intense, exuding seniority.
His appearance is cleaner than the others; his black hair is slicked back neatly, and his stern face exudes authority. He wears a neat black button up tee with white etching along the seams, giving him a polished yet intimidating look. His sharp eyes, slightly narrowed, survey you with a calculating gaze.
โIโm already spoken for,โ you announce,knowing in your heart you are already drawn to Benny.
The biker gives you a knowing look. โDonโt worry,โ he says with casual confidence.
โDonโt worry about what?โ you shoot back, wanting to deter any of his advances.
โIโm Johnny, the president of this club,โ he says beaming with pride before continuing. โThe guys, they just want tโhave some fun. But Iโm not gonna let nothing happen to ya,โ he says with a twinkle of mischief in his eye.
โWhatโs was going to happen to me?โ you ask, your voice tinged with concern.
Johnny leans back, his eyes steady on yours. โNothinโ,โ he reassures you but his eyes shift.
As he studies your demeanor you realize it must be very late and excuse yourself.
โIt was nice to meet you, Johnny, but Iโve really gotta go,โ you say politely , and look around the bar for Donna to say your goodbyes. When you are unable to find her a slight panic sets in, and Johnny watches as you hurriedly leave the table the rise in your nerves evident.
Leaving is more difficult than coming in. More bikers have come to the bar, making you have to weave through the crowd. You are groped several times, slapping a hand or two away on your way out as they yell sexually suggestive advances.
โHey, sweetheart, where you going in such a hurry?โ one calls out, his eyes raking over you.
โDonโt be shy, honey, come sit on my lap,โ another one jeers, reaching out to grab your wrist.
โWhy leave so soon? The nightโs just getting started,โ a third biker says, his hand grazing your lower back.
โLet me show you a real good time,โ one whispers in your ear, making your skin crawl.
You push through the throng of men, your heart pounding and your breath coming in short, panicked bursts. As you finally make it to the door, the catcalls and whistles follow you out into the night.
You donโt stop moving until you are a safe distance across the street at the bus stop. You look down at your white pants, now covered in their dirty black handprints,
โDisgusting!โ you scoff, trying in vain to wipe the grit of their handprints off.
The bus is taking longer than usual, and you feel an uneasiness settle in. The street lamps and the distant sounds from the bar offer some comfort, but you canโt shake the feeling that something isnโt right.
Thatโs when you see Benny leaving the bar, his calm commanding presence exuding an aura of confidence. He focuses on lighting his cigarette as he walks, moving with a fluid grace that makes you stall, looking at him in admiration.
His leather biker jacket accentuates his strong shoulders, and his jeans highlight his confident stride. As he lights the cigarette, smoke billows from his mouth. He walks to his bike a short distance in front of you, seemingly unaware of your presence.
He swings his leg over his bike and kick starts it, taking a pull of his cigarette before looking over his shoulder at you, revealing that he knew you were there the entire time. You smile, but it quickly fades as your eyes are drawn the group of loud bikers leaving the bar. They immediately see you standing alone at the bus stop.
Thatโs when it hits you, and fear rushes in. The bus isnโt coming anymore; itโs too late.
โOh no,โ you mutter, walking quickly down the pavement. But they bound toward you, surrounding you almost instantly, pressing you around you and jeering as you walk.
โWhere do you think youโre going, sweetheart?โ one of them sneers, his breath reeking of alcohol.
โCome on, darling, donโt be shy,โ another says, his hand reaching out to touch your hair.
You slap his hand away, your heart racing with fear. โAlright alright !โ you respond to knock their lewd advances, but your voice wavers, betraying your terror.
The night air feels suffocating with their laughter echoing in your ears.
Just as your situation seems dire, you catch a glimpse of Benny on his bike, watching the scene unfold, the cigarette hanging from his lips.
His eyes lock onto yours, and he gestures for you to come to him. Summoning all your courage, you push through the men, ignoring their jeers and grabs, and rush towards Benny. You climb onto the back of his motorcycle and hug onto him tightly as if your life depends on it.
Benny flicks his cigarette away, the ember glowing briefly before fading into the night. The bikers begin hollering and shouting.
โLooks like Bennyโs got himself a prize!โ one yells, his voice ripping above the others.
โYeah Benny! Take her! Take her!โ another yells as they begin to holler and cheer. The rest of the bikers and their ladies spill out of the closing bar and into the street, joining in, their voices rising in the night air with whistling and hollering.
Bennyโs demeanor remains calm and composed, but you can feel the tension in his muscles as he revs the engine. The powerful roar of the motorcycle drowns out the bikersโ voices, but you can still hear their laughter and shouts in the background. Bennyโs hand reaches back to gently squeeze your arm, reassuring you.
โHold on tight,โ he says, his voice steady and firm.
You cling to him even tighter, pressing your face against his back, the leather of his jacket cool against your cheek.
Benny kicks the bike into gear and peels out onto the street, leaving the jeering crowd behind.
Youโve never been on a bike before and find it exhilarating as the wind rushes past you as the motorcycle accelerates, making the street lights blur into streaks of light.
With each passing second, the distance between you and the bar grows, the noise of the bikers fading into the night. Benny maneuvers the bike with skill and precision, navigating the streets effortlessly. You begin to relax slightly, the fear slowly ebbing away, replaced by a sense of safety and gratitude.
After a few minutes, Benny slows down and turns onto a quieter street. He eventually stops the bike in front of another bar, this one open later into the night. The neon sign casts a warm glow on the pavement, inviting you inside. He turns off the engine and looks back at you, his intense eyes filled with concern.
โYou okay?โ he asks, his voice softer now.
You nod, โYes, thank you. I donโt know what I would have done if you hadnโt been there.โ
Benny helps you off the bike and stands by your side, his presence comforting.
โDo you want a drink?โ he asks, his voice calm and reassuring.
You nod again, feeling a wave of relief. โYes, that would be nice.โ
He leads you into the bar, the dim lighting and the low hum of conversation providing a stark contrast to the dark, tense night youโve just escaped.
The air is filled with the scent of beer and the soft strains of blues music playing on the jukebox. You follow Benny to a booth in a quieter corner, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude for your unexpected savior.
As you sit down, Benny signals the bartender for a couple of drinks. He sits across from you, his gaze steady and reassuring. โYouโre safe here,โ he says, his voice calm. โJust take a moment to breathe.โ
You nod, taking a deep breath and trying to steady your nerves. The warmth and relative quiet of the bar help you start to relax, the events of the night slowly fading into the background as you focus on the present, feeling grateful for Bennyโs timely intervention.
The bartender brings over two cold beers, placing them on the table. Benny takes a sip, then looks at you with a smoldering gaze.
โThose guys back there, theyโre my crew,โ he says casually. โand youโre the most beautiful woman theyโve ever laid eyes on.โ He admits.
You blush, feeling both flattered and a bit wary. โWell, they have an interesting way of showing it,โ you reply, your voice tinged with sarcasm.
Benny chuckles softly. โYeah, theyโre rough around the edges, but they know not to mess with someone Iโm looking out for.โ
You take a sip of your beer, feeling the cold liquid soothe your nerves. โThanks for that. I was really scared back there.โ
Bennyโs expression softens. โYou donโt have to thank me.โ
You both sit in silence for moment until you come up with a question youโve been curious about.
โWhatโs it like being a biker?โ You ask.
Benny leans back, considering your question. โItโs freedom,โ he says, his voice thoughtful. โNo schedules, no bosses. Just the open road and my bike. I go where I want, when I want. Thereโs nothing like it.โ
โWhere do you live?โ you ask.
Benny smiles, a hint of mystery in his eyes. โWherever the road takes me,โ he replies. โIโve got places I crash, friendsโ houses, motels, sometimes just under the stars. Home is the ride.โ
โWhat about you?โ he asks, looking you over with curiosity in his eyes.
โIโm from Forest Glen,โ you admit with a bit of hesitation.
โFancy,โ he says, lifting his eyebrows with a grin.
The heat rises to your face as your cheeks blush, feeling self conscious from his correct assumption.
โWell, your life sounds very entertaining, Benny,โ you admit, taking in his rugged charm, admiring his sense of freedom and independence.
Bennyโs eyes soften as he looks at you. โIt can be. But itโs not for everyone. Itโs rough and unpredictable. You have to be ready for anything.โ
You nod, taking another sip of your beer. The differences between your structured life and his free spirited existence fascinates to you, drawing you even deeper into irresistible allure.
You share two more beers together, talking about your vastly contrasting interests. You, fascinated by his wild, unpredictable life, while he listens intently as you describe the comforts of home, your love for quiet evenings with a good book and the security of a routine. Hours go by, the conversation flowing easily between you two, until you glance at the clock above the bar seeing its 4am.
โOh wow, Benny, weโve been out all night. I didnโt even notice the time until now.โ
He glances at you with a hint of reluctance, โYou gotta go?โ he asks not wanting the night to end.
You nod reluctantly. โYeah, itโs really late Benny.โ
โLetโs get you home, then,โ he says, standing up and signaling the bartender. He pays for the drinks, and you follow him out of the bar, feeling a mix of contentment and excitement.
Outside, the night air is cool and refreshing, as Benny leads you to his bike. He stands next to it for a moment, adjusting his gloves and giving the machine a once over. With a swift, practiced motion, he swings his leg over the seat and settles in.
He grips the kick starter firmly, and gives it a powerful thrust. The engine roars to life, the sound reverberating through the quiet night. Satisfied, he looks over to you and extends his hand, helping you climb onto the back. โHold on to me,โ he says gently.
This time, as you wrap your arms around him you let your hands wander down, marveling at the strength and solidity of his body as you hold his waist. As the engine roars to life you imagine that heโs yours and that this connection between you is something real and lasting.
You press close against his back, feeling the warmth and firmness of him. The vibrations from the engine travel through you, heightening your senses. Soon youโre off, the streets blurring past as Benny navigates the quiet roads to your home. The city lights twinkle above, as the wind rushes past you, carrying a newfound sense of excitement for Benny.
The ride is exhilarating, the powerful machine beneath you and the feeling of Bennyโs solid form in front of you providing comfort. The journey is smooth, and you feel safe, trusting Benny completely as he takes you home.
Eventually, he slows down, pulling up in front of your house. He cuts the engine, and the sudden silence is almost startling. You reluctantly let go, dismounting from the bike.
โThank you, Benny. For everything,โ you say, looking to him.
He smiles, his eyes warm and genuine.
You linger for a moment, neither of you wanting the night to end. Finally, you turn to head inside, but before you go, you look back at him one last time.
โMaybe we can do this again sometime?โ you suggest, feeling a bit bold.
โIโd like that,โ he replies, his smile widening.
With that, you head inside, a sense of warmth and excitement building within you. Once in doors you watch from the window as Benny starts his bike and rides off into the night, the sound of the engine fading into the distance. As you lock the front door you realize that tonight was the beginning of something new and unexpected in your life.
Do You Want Me?
Just as you hang your purse on the entry rack you hear the familiar sound of Bennys bike retuning. The loud rumbling suddenly cutting off.
You pull back the curtain of the front door window and notice heโs parked himself across the street. Confused you watch him pull off his riding gloves and dismount from his bike, taking a carton of cigarettes out with his lighter sparking one up, sitting calmly against his bike to smoke it.
You assume heโs waiting for someone and head upstairs. Once in your bedroom you click on the lamp and begin to unwind from the night. You take off your platform sandals one at a time, placing them in the shoe rack, feeling relief as your feet touch the cool floor.
You remove your crop top, letting it fall to the floor, then shimmy out of your white jeans, revealing your panties and bra. With a quick motion, you slip off your bra and step out of your panties, placing all the items in the hamper.
You turn on the shower, waiting for the water to warm up, then step inside. The hot water cascades over your body, washing away the stress and grime of the evening. You let the water soothe your muscles, closing your eyes and taking a few deep breaths.
After a moment, you step out of the shower, wrapping yourself in a soft towel. You brush your teeth, the minty freshness a stark contrast to the taste of beer lingering from the bar.
Feeling refreshed, you slip into a comfortable nightgown and lie down in your soft bed. You canโt help but replay the nightโs events in your mind, especially the moments with Benny. His charm and protective nature leaving a lasting impression on you.
Suddenly you sit up, curiosity getting the better of you and walk over to your bedroom window pulling the curtain aside, half-expecting to see an empty street. To your surprise, Benny is still there, leaning casually against his bike, his gaze fixed on your house.
โHeโs still here?โ you whisper to yourself, a mix of surprise and confusion flooding your thoughts. โWhat is he waiting for?โ
You watch him for a moment, feeling a mix of curiosity and excitement. His presence outside your home feels both unexpected and oddly reassuring. You look at the clock on your dresser seeing itโs 5: 50 am and wonder why he hasnโt left yet and what he could be thinking.
Unable to resist, you throw on a robe and quietly make your way downstairs. The cool night air greets you as you open the front door and step outside. Benny looks up, his eyes locking onto yours, and a small, knowing smile spreads across his lips.
โBenny, what are you still doing here, are you guarding my house all night?โ You tease and he chuckles before pulling a drag from his cigarette.
โI guess so,โ he says, smiling as he exhales. His smile is so beautiful that it makes your heart skip a beat.
โDoโฆ you have some place your supposed to be?โ you ask, curiosity mingling with the undeniable attraction you feel toward him.
โNot till later,โ he responds casually, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes you smile.
The first light of dawn begins to creep over the horizon, casting a soft glow over the street.
โThe sunโs coming up, Benny,โ you observe and he glances over, squinting as he takes in the view of the rising sun.
โHow about I make you breakfast?โ you suggest with a grin.
Benny looks back at you, his eyes meeting yours as his smile widens. โIโd like that,โ he says.
He stands and flicks his cigarette as he approaches your house, and you watch his confident stride as he stretches his arms relieving his sore muscles from sitting on his bike for so long.
He stops just in front of you, his presence commanding yet comforting. He looks you in the eyes, a hint of something playful in his gaze.
โYou want to go to a meeting with me today?โ he asks.
Surprised, you blink. โA meeting? What kind of meeting?โ
โItโs just something with my club,โ he says, his tone casual but inviting. โThought you might like to see what itโs all about.โ
You feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of experiencing his biker lifestyle firsthand. Your earlier interest in him only intensifies. โIโd like that, Benny,โ you say with a grin,
โGood,โ he says, a genuine smile spreading across his face.
You invite Benny inside just as the sun starts filling your kitchen with early morning light. Benny looks around your place, impressed, his fingers trailing along the countertop in the kitchen, taking in the affluent atmosphere.
โYouโve got a great setup here,โ he remarks, his eyes wandering over the well kept place.
โThanks,โ you say, grinning as you gather the items to make him breakfast. โItโs been a lot of work to keep it this way, but itโs worth it,โ you admit.
โWell, youโre doing a great job,โ he murmurs, his eyes wandering over the curves of your body, knowing youโre too focused on your tasks to notice his provocative gaze.
You smile from his remark as you start your routine, putting on a kettle of water for tea and beginning to make scrambled eggs.
You crack two more for Benny and retrieve the bacon from the fridge setting it in the second skillet, the sizzle filling the kitchen with a the delicious aroma. Grabbing a loaf of bread, you pop a few slices into the toaster to make him a full meal.
As you move around the kitchen, Benny rests back against a counter, admiring you work. His presence is both comforting and intriguing. You can feel his eyes following your every movement, adding a layer of warmth to the room.
The eggs fluff up nicely in the pan, as the smell of bacon wafts through the air
You look back at him and see he has a grin on his face clearly enjoying being made a hot meal.
โGo in the dining room Benny and Iโll bring your plate when itโs ready,โ you say sweetly and he shyly smiles happy to do as heโs told.
The kettle whistles, and you pour the hot water into a set of cups, letting the tea bags steep. The toast pops up, and you butter the slices, placing them on a plate alongside the bacon and eggs. You bring everything to the table, and set his plate down in in front of him arranging everything with care.
He looks up at you with admiration in his eyes, and you respond with a warm smile. His gaze then shifts to the food youโve prepared, his expression softens with deep gratitude as he takes in the sight of the meal you made for him.
You step away momentarily to bring the tea cups, carefully placing one beside him and then setting yours down next to your plate.
He waits for you to sit across from him and, only after you take your first bite of food, does he begin eating. His fork scrapes the plate several times as he hungrily eats.
โThis is one of the best meals Iโve had in a long time,โ he compliments, and you smile, watching him continue to enjoy each bite.
You begin to study him closely noticing he must be starving and tired. His scent is heavily tinged with cigarettes, his hands are calloused, his fingernails are covered in grit and his sandy brown hair is heavy with oil.
Noticing his rugged appearance, you suddenly realize that Benny doesnโt have a place to call home, a place to be cared for and comforted and your heartstrings tug for him.
โBenny โ you ask softly watching him eat his last bites of foods. โWould you like to shower here? Maybe have a rest on the sofa before we go to this meeting of yours ?โ you offer gently.
Benny looks up from his empty plate, a mix of gratitude and surprise in his eyes. โThat would be great actually,โ he admits, his voice softening.
You smile warmly, feeling a sense of satisfaction being able to care for him.
You clear the table and he takes his jacket off draping it over his chair, revealing the definition of his strong, muscular arms in his sleeveless shirt.
Seeing him getting comfortable sets you at ease, and you smile as you make your way over to him. โWill you follow me upstairs so I can show you to the shower, Benny?โ you ask, and he slowly grins, his face lighting up in the way that sends a warmth through you.
โYea Iโll follow youโ he says his voice carrying a mix of gratitude and anticipation.
He follows you up the stairs, his heavy footsteps behind yours, and you lead him down the hallway, your own footsteps echoing softly in the quiet house.
Stopping at the linen closet, you pull out a fresh set of towels and hand them to him. He takes a moment, bringing the soft fabric to his face and inhaling the scent, appreciating the clean, comforting smell of fresh laundry.
You pull a toothbrush and a bar of soap from the closet, placing them on top of the towels as he lowers them slightly.
โThe bathroom is just on the left,โ you say, pointing the way. โIโll be in my room tidying up and getting ready. If you need anything, just knock.โ
โThank you,โ he says, his eyes meeting yours with a sincerity that makes your heart flutter. โI really appreciate this.โ
You smile, touched by his appreciation. โItโs no problem at all, youโre my guest.โ
He glances down, then back up at you, his eyes softening. โYou really didnโt have to any of this.โ
โI wanted to Bennyโ you reply softly.
You give him a reassuring smile, and he returns it with a grateful look before heading to the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
You head to your bedroom and close the door. Hearing the shower start you feel a sense of contentment wash over you, knowing youโre able to care for him.
You tidy up your room and begin to get dressed, choosing a loose fitting shirt and denim jeans, assuming youโre going to be with the same rowdy group of bikers he was with yesterday. Before you put your socks and shoes on there is a knock at your door.
You open it to find Benny standing in the hallway, half naked, wearing only the towel. His well defined physique catches you off guard, and your breath hitches at the sight of his muscular body.
His defined abs glisten, and his broad chest rises and falls with each breath, his hand gripping the towel beneath the deep v-line of his waist. He looks refreshed and more relaxed. His hair, now clean and slightly damp, falls in soft waves around his face that radiates with a newfound vitality. You momentarily lose your voice, captivated by how attractive he looks.
โWhat would you like me to do with my clothing?โ he asks gently, helping you refocus.
โY-you can bring them to me, Benny,โ you say,still in shock at the perfection of his body. He collects his clothing and brings the pile to you. Quickly grabbing a hamper, you place his clothing inside.
โLetโs go down and get these washed for you,โ you announce, trying to focus on the task at hand.
โThank you,โ he says smiling again, and as you walk downstairs, he follows you. Still in the towel, holding it at his waist. As you reach the base of the stairs, you canโt help but look back and notice how the towel clings to his muscular form, each step emphasizing every contour of his physique.
You sigh dreamily and gesture him toward the living room. โWhy donโt you relax on the sofa while I head to the laundry room,โ you offer.
Benny nods, and you watch as he enters the living room looking the place over. He sits down on the sofa, adjusting his towel before resting back, his muscular arms outstretched against the plush cushions, enjoying the comfort.
โDo you need anything?โ you ask kindly, wanting to ensure heโs comfortable.
โNo, this is perfect,โ he says, giving you a grateful smile.
You nod and head to the laundry room, feeling a sense of satisfaction being able to help him. As you start the washer, you canโt help but think about how different your lives are and yet how connected you feel to him in this moment.
As you pour the detegent in, the morning sun filters through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room and it dawns on you, youโre falling deeply for Benny.
When you head back to the living room, you find him studying a framed picture of your family on the mantle. โThese your folks?โ he asks.
โYes,โ you answer slowly.
โWhere do they live?โ he asks.
โThey passed away Benny,โ you say, your voice somber. His face falls in shock, realizing his mistake.
โI-Iโm so sorry,โ he stammers.
โItโs alright. Itโs been some time, but I do miss them terribly,โ you admit, your voice softer.
His eyes gloss over with sadness for you. โI didnโt mean to bring up painful memories,โ he says gently.
โBenny itโs fine, Iโll be alright .โ you say with a reassuring smile.
He looks around at the living room, taking in his surroundings.
โYou live by yourself in this big house?โ he asks, his eyes scanning the place, noting the quietness.
You nod. โYes, itโs just me now. Itโs a lot of space for one person, but itโs home,โ you say, offering a small smile.
He takes a deep breath, his gaze returning to yours, filled with a mix of admiration and concern. โIt must get lonely sometimes,โ he says softly.
โIt does,โ you admit, and then you fall silent, lost in thought realizing that youโve willingly let Bennyโa man you just met tonightโ into your home and now heโs standing in your living room, nearly naked, wrapped in a towel.
The reality of the situation hits you hard and you are surprised by your own actions, you would never willingly allow a handsome stranger into your home, let alone someone you barely know, but with Benny somehow its different.
His presence reassures you. The way he looks at you with genuine care and concern, the kindness in his eyes, his gentle yet commanding demeanor, all make you feel safe with him in a way you have never felt before.
He captivates you with his powerful presence, a mix of beauty and raw strength exuding a sense of protection and confidence that is impossible to ignore. As you watch him, standing nearly naked in your living room, you canโt help but feel a surge of admiration and desire.
You look at his perfect body again, your gaze lingering on his broad, chiseled chest, his heavily defined muscular arms, and finally settling on his ridged abs, each one perfectly sculpted, narrowing down to his sculpted waist. His entire body exudes strength. The sight of him standing in your living room takes your breath away.
The truth of your motives comes to the surface as your eyes linger on him longer than you intended and you feel a surge warmth spread through you, a magnetic pull that makes it hard to look away anymore . Feeling a mixture of desire and curiosity that youโve never felt before you begin to realize you invited him in to do more than just to care for him.
Benny catches your lingering stare, his eyes meeting yours with a knowing look. A small smile plays at the corners of his lips, and you can see the spark of desire in his eyes as he takes a step closing the distance between you.
โWhat do we do while we wait for the laundry?โ he asks, his voice low and sultry. Your heart flutters, finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than the desire building between the two of you.
โI-I hadnโt thought about that,โ you admit, your voice trembling slightly.
As he steps closer you instinctively move back, bumping into the bookshelf behind you. The sudden movement causes a book to tumble off the shelf and hit the floor with a soft thud.
He kneels down to pick it up, and you catch a glimpse of his cock, sending a thrill straight through you. It is long and thick, the biggest youโve ever seen, stretching impressively down his thigh. Utterly impressed you quickly cover your mouth.
He doesnโt take notice and reads the title of the book heโs picked up.
โBusiness Franchising,โ he says, grinning as he stands. โIs this yours ?โ He asks and you slowly nod, slightly trembling unable to form words from what you just witnessed.
โYouโre smart .โ He confirms looking into your eyes with a satisfied grin.
His muscular arm extends to push the fallen book back into the slot next to your head and his closeness is intoxicating. He sees your hesitation, your head lowered as you avoid looking at him in such close proximity.
He doesnโt back down, instead, he gently tilts your chin up with his fingers, guiding your eyes to meet his. His gaze is intense and unwavering, filled with an unspoken understanding and desire. As you stare into his eyes, he searches deeply into yours, making it impossible to look away.
โI never thanked you properly,โ he says softly, his eyes darkening with a mix of gratitude and longing.
The heat radiating from his body and the scent of him, fresh from the shower, fills your senses. Heโs intoxicating to you, and the longer you stare into his beautiful, mesmerizing blue eyes, the more your heart races in anticipation.
โIโll make it up to you,โ he promises, his voice deep and filled with emotion. The intensity of his gaze is magnetic, drawing you in completely and his breath mingles with yours, warm and inviting as his lips move closer.
The world around you falls away as his full lips slowly brush against yours and you feel the spark ignite between you, a deep and passionate connection that sends waves of heat through your body. He kisses you slowly and deliberately savoring every moment of his lips on yours with an unspoken desire.
His hand gently cups your jaw and his fingers trace the contours of your face as you feel the warmth of his palm against your skin.
His other large hand grasps your waist pulling you flush against him making you feel as if your heart will explode from the overwhelming mix of emotions.
Bennys lips move against yours slowly devouring you as you lose yourself in the sensation, feeling an incredible sense of connection to him. His kiss is filled with a longing and desire that promises so much more.
Feeling a firmness press against your thigh, you break the kiss, peering down to see his substantial erection hard against you. Looking back into his eyes you see his intent.
โBenny,โ you shakily whisper, your voice trembling with the intensity of the moment. โWe should take it slow,โ you manage to say, but as the words leave your mouth, he stares at your lips with a fierce longing before looking back into your eyes. His breaths are heavy and uneven, his desire for you is intense, as if heโs fighting to hold himself back but wanting to give you more.
You slowly place your hand on his chest, trying to calm him, but his eyes search yours, filled with lust his need is evident and the intensity of the moment is fierce as you fight your reservations.
Quickly, you turn from his grasp and walk to the kitchen, creating a distance between you to force the thought of stripping the towel off of him from your mind. You want to date Benny properly, not get swept away in a moment of passion.
โI want you,โ Benny admits following you closely.
โYou make me feel differently than anyone ever has,โ he reveals, not even giving you a moment to cool down.
โWhen Iโm with you, itโs like everything else fades away and Iโve never felt this way before.โ He confesses.
Your mind is overwhelmed with desire for him as you listen to his words, your eyes looking around the kitchen, frantically searching for anything you can do to preoccupy yourself.
โI canโt stop thinking about you,โ he says closer, his voice filled with emotion. โIโve never wanted anyone so much.โ
You reach the sink and grip the edge, feeling Bennyโs presence behind you, and he presses himself against you, his strong arms encircling you, trapping you between him and the counter. The firmness of his hard body pushing against yours makes a gasp of pleasure escape your lips, and he gently turns you around to face him, his eyes searching yours.
His eyes fall to your lips, then lift back to meet your gaze. โI need you,โ he confesses, his voice soft and genuine, filled with a depth of longing and desire that takes your breath away.
Your heart pounds in your chest as you process his words. The desperation in his eyes, the way he stands so close, everything about him in this moment is charged with a raw sexual energy and without a second thought, you reach up and kiss him, your lips meeting his in a rush of heat and need.
His body responds immediately, his large hands gripping around your waist, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. His lips meld with yours full of passion as all the pent up tension between you two finally falls away.
โIโve wanted this,โ he murmurs against your lips, his voice a mix of gratitude and desire. โSince I firstโฆ laid eyes on you.โ He admits between kisses.
You nod, breathless, your hands exploring his muscular chest.
โ..Yesโฆ.Benny โ you pant, feeling his strong arms envelop you knowing that this moment, this connection, is something you both desperately need.
He kisses you deeply, tilting his head and roughly capturing your mouth, his strong hands wandering down your back making you feel cherished in his arms.
Each caress and press of his lips deepens your connection flooding you with emotions youโve never felt before.
His towel falls away, and you feel his hard length press against you making you softly moan.
He pulls his lips from yours and kisses down your neck, holding you firmly yet tenderly as you tilt your head back, giving him better access to your throat.
โHow do you want me?โ he whispers against your skin, his voice thick with desire as he continues his trail of soft kisses. Your heart pounds with longing and nervous anticipation.
โ..Benny,โ you say, breathing heavily, feeling the hardness of his full erection pressing against you.
โW-we should wait,โ you gasp.
He leans back to look at you, his eyes filled with a serious depth of devotion. โI want you,โ he says with unwavering conviction, โand I want to be yours.โ
The sincerity in his eyes melts away your reservations. โI want you too, Benny,โ you whisper, your voice trembling with anticipation.
His hands travel up tenderly pushing under your top and pulling it over your head before he discards it to the floor.
โYouโre beautiful,โ he smiles, his eyes lingering on the sight of you undressed for the first time. His large hands cup your full breasts with reverence, sending waves of pleasure through your body.
โI canโt believe I get to touch you like this,โ he whispers, his voice filled with awe.
His lips brush over your sensitive skin, kissing your soft nipples making you ache with desire. His tongue slips out, gently flicking and swirling around the buds until they are hard and sensitive.
Then, his mouth descends, lavishing attention on them and you gasp as he alternates between each breast, sucking and kissing gently, his hand continuing to caress and knead the other. His rough touch contrasting perfectly with the softness of his mouth.
When he pulls back, his eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race. His hands holding your waist as he slowly lowers down on his knees in front of you, making your breath hitch.
His hands slide up your thighs unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them all the way down, the cool air contrasting sharply with the heat of your skin
His lips trail soft tantalizing kisses up your thigh.
โI want to taste you,โ he murmurs against your skin stopping shy of your panties. He slowly pushes his hand between your legs feeling you already soaked through for him and hums in satisfaction.
โBenny.. I havenโt done anything like this before โฆโ you pant growing more overwhelmed by the second knowing heโs going to perform oral on you.
โIโll go slowโ he promises and delicately slides your panties off, trailing kisses down your navel to your wet heat.
โI want to please every part of you,โ he vows, his voice deep and filled with satisfaction as his hands grip your hips, holding you steady. โI want to make you feel things youโve never felt before,โ he whispers, his breath warm against your skin as his mouth descends.
The first touch of his wet tongue against your clit sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body as you gasp.
โOh god, Benny!โ you cry out, the softness of his mouth latching sending jolts of pleasure directly to your core. His warm slick tongue begins to lick expertly, exploring every inch of your folds as his facial hair grazes against your thighs making you clench. You look down at him, your breaths hitching as you watch him devour you with an intensity that leaves you trembling.
โF-feels so good Bennyโ you whisper, your voice shaking with pleasure.
His tongue explores deeper into your folds, and you moan desperately, tangling your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. The new experience is overwhelming, the sensation heightening to a level youโve never known.
His tongue flicks circles of precision on every stroke sending waves of pleasure through your body unraveling you under his skilled touch.
He laps at your clit, alternating between gentle licks and firm flicks, driving you insane with lust. His eyes, dark with hunger, suddenly lock onto yours, and the sight of him dedicated to giving you such pleasure makes you tremble, becoming completely undone.
His hands grip your hips tighter, anchoring you in place as his tongue delves deeper, tasting you, exploring your inner walls. You can feel the vibrations of his satisfied hums against your most intimate parts as his facial hair brushes roughly against you. The intensity of the moment takes your breath away, and you begin moaning uncontrollably, surrendering completely to the ecstasy heโs giving you.
He brings his hand from your hip, slipping one long, thick finger inside of you. Feeling the roughness of his fingertip against your soft sensitive inner walls makes you clench as an intense moan to escape your lips.
Chills cover the expanse of your body as his tongue and lips, swirl and flick against your clit with precise timing as his finger slips in and out of your sensitive inner walls.
โBennyโฆpleaseโฆBennyโ you moan incoherently losing control of your mind, the arousal completely taking over as you lose yourself to him.
He adds a second finger inside of you and the stretch is deliciously overwhelming, your walls contract around his fingers as they move in and out with a steady rhythm. He curls his fingers inside you, hitting a perfect spot that makes you gasp and arch your back.
โBenny oh god! โ you cry out your hands trembling as you grip his hair painfully. He moans loudly against your folds and you savor the vibration of his voice sending a jolt straight through your core.
You begin to high-pitch moan, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as your orgasm builds.
His tongue licks broad strokes and quick flicks against your clit while he fingers you making you see stars.
โBenny yourโฆ gonnaโฆmake me come like thisโ you relent your thighs trembling as you try to endure every powerful sensation.
Your walls rhythmically contract around his thrusting fingers and the pleasure becomes too much to bear. You let out a desperate cry, your hips bucking softly against his mouth as your orgasm crashes over you. You moan, your voice trembling in ecstasy,
โBenny you made me come!โ you cry out as waves of pleasure ripple through your body, leaving you light-headed and breathless, your heart pounding in your chest.
He continues to gently lick your clit, deliberately slowing the movements of his fingers inside of you, drawing out every last bit of your pleasure until finally, you collapse back, catching your breath as your body tingles with the aftershocks of your intense release.
You pant, staring down at him in awe as he slides his fingers from you and into his mouth, tasting your wetness. He smiles and the sight of him savoring you sends a shiver through your body.
โBenny youโre incredible,โ you say in astonishment.
He rises and stands to look at you, his eyes dark with desire. โIโve never wanted anyone as much as I want you,โ he confesses his voice thick with emotion as his hand trails along your waist. โI will do everything to satisfy youโ he murmurs, his gaze locked onto yours with an intense longing to please.
You feel warmth spread across your body at his words. โTake me the bedroom,โ you say breathless, eager to see more of what he can do. You want him to take all the time in the world on you, feeling every part of you. His intense gaze remains locked on yours as he smiles at your request taking your hand and guiding you to the staircase.
As you walk up the stairs, you continue to steal glances at him. His strong, chiseled physique is mesmerizing, every muscle perfectly sculpted and radiating raw strength. The sight of his impressive erect cock heightens your anticipation even more.
His hand remains intertwined with yours, the roughness of his calloused fingers a stark contrast to the tender way he holds you.
Entering your bedroom, the morning light filters softly through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. Benny closes the door behind you, and you can feel the charged atmosphere enveloping you both. He turns to you, his eyes filled with an intensity that makes your heart race.
He leans in, capturing your lips with his, as his hands begin to explore your body. You feel his warmth, the firmness of his muscles pressing against you, as he gently guides you toward the bed. He lays you down carefully, his touch both tender and possessive.
Bennyโs lips trail down your neck, planting soft kisses along your collarbone and further down to your chest. His hands caress your sides, memorizing every curve your body. The feeling of his touch, combined with the lingering sensations from your previous climax, sends shivers of pleasure coursing through you.
He takes his time, his lips and hands worshiping your body as if it were sacred. You feel his breath against your skin, the warmth of his kisses, and the gentle firm pressure of his hands. Your mind is clouded with desire, every touch and caress heightening your need for him.
Benny grabs your hips, pulling you to him with a roughness that sends a thrill through you.
As he finally positions himself over you, his eyes meet yours, and you see a mixture of lust and something deeper, a connection that transcends words.
He looks over your body, his gaze lingering on your curves, taking in every detail with a mix of admiration and desire until there is a moment of pause, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.
โMy condoms are in my bike,โ he realizes, his voice thick with need and before he can move to retrieve them you gently touch his wrist.
โIโm on Enovid,โ you smile softly.
He blinks, confusion flickering across his face. โWhatโs envoid?โ
โItโs a pill, I canโt get pregnant,โ you explain
โNot ever?โ he says and you smile gently as you see the initial panic in his eyes. You reach up, touching his face tenderly.
โIf I stop taking it, I can easily become pregnant Benny.โ
His eyes widen in realization. โI canโฆ come in you?โ
โYes, Benny,โ you affirm, your voice low and sultry, your eyes showing a dark seduction that makes his breath catch.
He stares at you in astonishment.
โThis will be my first timeโฆ without a condom,โ he confesses, a slight vulnerability in his eyes that makes your heart swell.
You smile reassuringly, caressing his cheek. โItโs okay, Benny. I trust you.โ
His expression softens, and he leans down to kiss you deeply, his lips pressing against yours with a newfound intensity.
He positions himself at your entrance and the anticipation is almost unbearable. You can feel the heat of his body, the weight of him above you, and the hardness of his cock poised to enter you.
Slowly, he pushes in and you moan feeling every inch of him, the feel of his cock is intense as he deeply stretches you full of him.
He feels your tight walls taking him in, the sensation is a blend of pleasure and intimacy, heโs never experienced before making his breath hitch.
โYou feelโฆ. -So โฆgood,โ he groans, his voice filled with pleasure and awe as his eyes close immediately. His brows furrow in concentration as he savors the feeling of your slick, tight walls surrounding him. Every inch of him feels alive, every nerve ending tingling with the raw, powerful sensation of being inside you.
The warmth of his body against yours, the rhythm of his breathing, and the way he opens his eyes looking Into yours all combine to create a profoundly intimate moment.
He begins moving with slow measured thrusts, savoring the feeling of being inside you without any barriers
โBenny youโre โฆso deepโ you gasp your voice trembling with pleasure feeling every inch of his hard cock thrust into you completely.
Bennyโs eyes lock onto yours, his expression filled with raw desire and tenderness.
โI want you to feel all of me,โ he breathes, his voice thick with emotion.
You moan from his words, the connection between you deepening with each thrust as he picks up the pace, his cock sliding in powerfully driving into you with a rhythm that leaves you breathless. His eyes never leave yours and you can see the raw emotion in his gaze.
โAm I making you feel good?โ he rasps, his voice filled with a mix of desire and tenderness.
โYes Benny, yes,โ you moan, your voice trembling with pleasure.
His eyes darken with passion as he breathes, his movements becoming more intense.
โIโve never felt anything like this,โ he confesses. โI canโt get enoughโ he rasps. The warmth of your slick, walls grip his cock tightly, the skin to skin sensation, sending intense waves of pleasure through his entire being.
โAm I yours?โ he questions, thrusting harder,โDo you want me?โ he asks, his eyes desperately searching yours as you get lost in the overwhelming sensation of his large cock driving deep into your tight walls.
โYes, Benny yes!,โ you cry out, your body arching against his. โIโm yours, I want you!โ you moan, clenching around him, the pleasure intensifying with every thrust of his large cock.
โIโm yours then,โ he pants as he continues to thrust into you, his pace quickening the sensation of his size is like nothing youโve ever experienced before.
Without a condom, your wet walls glide against him and he can feel every pulse, every contraction, the raw intimacy of it almost too much to bear.
The connection feels so intense and primal he drives faster, thrusting harder, and pushing deeper, each motion fueled by the exquisite pleasure coursing through him.
His hips begin softly clapping against yours as he grunts thrusting into you at a forceful pace driving you both toward a powerful climax.
โI canโt hold back,โ he groans, his voice raw with need. โYou feel too good, Iโm losing control,โ he admits .
โBenny, come in meโ you desperately moan, your body arching against his.
He responds with a deep, primal groan, his thrusts becoming urgent and powerful, each stroke pushing you closer to the edge.
โโฆ-I want to feel you come around me first โ he breathes and brings his large hands to your waist pulling you forcefully to meet against his thrusting cock. You cling to him, your nails digging into his back leaving marks as you ride the waves of ecstasy, your bodies moving in perfect harmony.
โYes Benny, yesโฆ oh my god, yes!,โ you cry out, your voice filled with raw pleasure as he roughly thrusts into you satisfying the tightness of your core. You begin gasping, your walls contracting around him as you orgasm.
His eyes squeeze shut from the sensation of your fluttering walls and he surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure.
His cock pulses hard inside of you, his hips stuttering as he loses control. Finally both reaching the peak your loud cries mingle together as you come simultaneously, the climax sweeping through you like a tidal wave.
He releases his cum deep inside of you, his desperate cries rattling your brain as you rhythmically contract around him, absorbing each otherโs pleasure. The orgasm is like nothing youโve ever experienced before, a wave of pure ecstasy that leaves you breathless.
He slowly collapses onto you, his breathing ragged, his heart pounding against your chest. He holds you tightly in his arms, basking in the afterglow of your shared passion, knowing that this moment has forged an unbreakable bond between you.
As the waves of pleasure subside, his hand gently caresses your shoulder as you both catch your breath. His face resting in the nook of your neck as his body grows heavy.
โI donโt want this to end,โ he murmurs against your skin, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and reluctance. โIโve never felt anything like this and I want to stay like this forever.โ
You stroke his hair gently smiling, feeling the warmth of his breath against your neck. โI donโt want it to end either, Benny,โ you whisper back, your voice tender and filled with emotion.
He smiles at your words and reluctantly sits up sliding his large cock back until the heavy tip slips out of your entrance leaving you momentarily empty. He rests his head against your chest, his breathing gradually slowing as he tries to hold onto the connection youโve just shared.
You continue to stroke his hair affectionately, your fingers weaving through the soft strands, watching his eyes grow heavy as he tries to fight the comforts of sleep.
โItโs alright, Benny,โ you soothe him softly. โJust rest now.โ
His eyes slowly flutter closed, and you feel his body relax completely against yours as he drifts into a deep sleep. You watch him for a moment, as you hold him in your arms. His face soft and serene, the warmth of his body, the rise and fall of his chest, and the scent of his him all combine to create a profound sense of connection with him.
Continuing to stroke his hair you feel a deep attachment to Benny, realizing he has become so much than you ever expected. The rhythm of his steady breathing lulls you, and your eyes grow heavy, surrendering to the pull of rest. The last thing you feel is the comforting presence of Benny in your arms, as you drift into a deep and satisfying sleep.
๐๏ธ To be Continued ๐๏ธ
๐ Benny Cross Part 2: The Vandals ๐๏ธ
Benny brings you to a Vandals biker meeting and introduces you to his club members and their old ladies. Everyone is surprised by your contrasting natures and pokes fun at Benny for dating a โfancy girlโ.
They privately cast bets on how quickly youโll use him for a thrill and ditch him once the funโs over. Little do they know you both are in it for keeps.
You find out more about his rough biker lifestyle and his club leader, Johnny, who has Benny at his beck and call.
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