When The Dam Breaks [M/F]

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<<< Reed <<<

Something changed with her after that night. After that amazing blowjob from her, and she left soon afterwards after asking me how it felt, she’d become more and more… naughty.

Naughty as in she would give me this “I want it look” when no one is looking, or she would mimic my cock jabbing the insides of her cheeks and then pumping her eyebrows afterwards. Her parents only know we’re going out, my parents knows a lot more than what they’re letting on. When she and I are alone, her lips always found mine and her hands found my crotch.

“Please, I want to suck your dick, Reed,” she would moan softly against my ears and her words sent shivers running down my spine.

“Christy, your parents are home! What if they walked in on us?” I said in a hushed tone.

“So what?”

“What do you mean, So what!? Christy, it’s kind of disrespectful to your parents.”

She pouted at me and corrected herself. We sat on the couch together, trying to watch more cooking shows, but there was a cloud hanging over her head.

During the week, school time, my phone was bombarded with cute text from her. She knows when school comes out, and when it does her text becomes more and more… lewd.

Selfies with her tits out, selfies with her cupping her tits or pushing them together, and selfies with her tongue out with the caption “insert your cock here.” I had to hide it and silence her texts because they’re so overtly sexual.

Did I like it? Hell yeah. I saved each and every one of those pictures, deleted the chain, and out set the pictures on hide so no one can see it if they open my picture gallery. I wanted to masturbate to a photo gallery of my girlfriend, but part of me stopped it. Part of me wanted to offer my semen as tribute for her.

As usual, I go over to Christy’s house after school. I might as well do some homework so I brought my school bag over, and I might as well ask her for help too.

She let me in and I noticed a flash of a devilish grin. Her parents get home at about 6-7 PM so I’ve got time to do some homework and chill with her.

“What’cha got there, babe,” she remarked as she poked my arms.

“Just some homework. Mrs. Tackleberry has got us doing a book report on… something, I forgot already. Then Mr. Far’s Algebra 2 homework, and Mrs. Engel’s essay. Was your senior year this hard?”

“Huh?” She asked, “uh, oh yeah! Yeah it was hard. Hard… hmmm…”

“Christy, focus! Can you help me?”

She kind of bit her lower lip, tilted her head to the side slightly so that some hair falls over and covers a half of her face. I like seeing her do that, it’s a really cute quirk of hers.

“I might, for a price.”

“A price!? I’m broke, Christy, I can’t exactly pay you.”

“Okay, first of all stop calling me by my name babe. You should have a pet name for me. Secondly, I don’t want your money.”

She leaned towards me and her hand fell on my crotch. “You know exactly what I want.”

“I-Okay… but only after we’re done… babe.”

She smiled wide. “Alright, let’s do this then.”

A few hours of stress and I’m finally done. I didn’t do the book report since I have to read the report first, but the math and the essay are done.

“Thanks, Chr— babe, for the help.”

She brushed the top of my hand with her finger tips. “Hmmm, now about my payment.”

Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me up to stand. She then started walking towards her room and then locked it behind us.

“B-Babe, aren’t your parents on their way home?”

She shook her head. “They’re on vacation right now. Which means…”

She let the words hang. My eyes went wide.

“Guess what?”

“Uh… w-what?”

She reached into her drawer and pulled out a length of plastic. “I got the condoms.”

“H-Hold on, babe, think about this for a second! What about marriage!”

She approached me, slowly, with her hips swaying left and right. She’s carrying the condom wrapped in her mouth, biting the edge of it, while her hands ran up and down her sides. She’s so sexy right now, wearing a pair of booty shorts that fit her tight frame just right, and baby-blue tank top that is way too tight on her.

She bent down before me and pushed my legs open. “Did you like the selfies I sent?”

“I-I did,” I stammered for a second, “you-you sent some… some dirty pictures.”

“I did, didn’t I?” She smiled innocently as she ran her finger tips all over my jeans. “Which ones are your favorite?”

I swallowed hard. “You know which one is my favorite.”

She started rubbing my shaft over my pants. “Why do you not… reply in kind?”

“In kind? Do you mean dick pics? That’s gross!”

She pursed her lips. “Aw cmon, babe, just a couple? Please?”

I didn’t deny her, nor declined.

I bridged my hips and she pulled my sweat pants off, and her eyes widened upon landing on my erection. “I’ve been dying for another taste,” she purred as her right hand grabbed my shaft and the left cradled my balls.

“So you won’t give me any dick pics?” She said with her big, brown eyes glistening with lust. I shook my head in the negative and she pouted, then kissed my cock.

Then she brought her phone out.

“Hey!” I shouted but she started posing with my dick. Her first was basically with my dick right next to her face. How the tip of my penis is long enough that it reached the tip of her ear. The next selfie is with her tongue out and with it pressed against the edge of the head. The next one is her lips wrapped around the head, and the fourth and final one is half of my cock deep inside her mouth.

“You won’t give me a dick pic, then I’ll take it myself.”

“You cannot show that to anyone!” I growled as I reached for her phone but she pulled it away. “Christy! Babe, please!”

She just smirked at me, then licked the side of my glans.

She rubbed the head over her breast, whilst they’re still in her shirt, then slid my cock under her tank top and in between her breast. She bounced up and down, grinning and giggling as she went on, letting her tongue hang down which allowed my cock to brush up against it and enter her mouth.

I haven’t orgasmed since that night, and the constant teasing, sexually charged photos, and touches and brushes has gotten me really, really, REALLY horny. So much so that I immediately burst. The first shot, the more powerful one, clearly bounced off her chin and splattered my thigh. She immediately took the head into her mouth and received the rest of the shots inside, moaning while I felt my cock throb. When she was done, she showed me the load occupying her mouth, threw her head back, swallowed it with that “ahhh” and then licked her lips clean. She then licked up the cum off my thigh.

But she’s not satisfied! She reached inside her pocket and took out the condom wrapper that I had forgotten about. She opened it, slid the plastic circle over her mouth, slid it over my penis and plunged herself down.

“F-Fuck!” I screamed as I felt the tightness of the condom wrap around me. “That’s so tight!”

“Is it uncomfortable, babe?” She asked and I nodded, “well too bad. It’s either rubber, or you pull out, but knowing me I probably won’t let you pull out.”

“Unless,” she feigned a shocked gasp, “you wanted to get me pregnant!”

She flicked her finger against my forehead with her face returning into that smug smirk. “Now, let’s have some fun.”

<<< Christy <<<

He’s fun to toy with. He’s fun to tease and prod, and to make him stammer and make his face turn beet red. It’s fun to drive him to question his morals, to make him ask himself “should I or should I not?”

But make no mistake, I like Reed. He’s loving, he’s caring, he doesn’t throw his weight around nor does he boast to his friends about his “hot girlfriend”.

No!

I don’t know when I finally gave up on the idea of waiting. I don’t even know *why* I wanted to wait in the first place. Was it because I was with Mikey and I didn’t want him as my first? Possible. Mikey was nice when we first started going out, but he got complacent and became arrogant when he became a quarterback. I guess I stayed with him to try and see if the old Mikey would come back, but no he tried to rape me.

But Reed, hmm. I’ve liked him since we became acquainted, but not in a romantic way. He kind of grew on me as the years went by, and I see how he treats me, my friends, and even our classmates. He didn’t act like he wanted to get into our pants, he wanted to be friends with us. Sure he kind of steered clear off disgusting jokes and the likes, but he dished the same shit to us that we dished to him.

Even now he’s respecting my decisions. He didn’t push for sex, hell, it took him a couple of times to hold hands with me without him turning red.

So why did I decide to give him my firsts? My first blowjob, my first titjob, my first handy, my first mouth pie and even my first time swallowing. Why Reed.l? Why him?

He’s sweet. He’s nice, and he’s not an overtly sexual person. He’s not touchy like Mikey. He doesn’t try to slip a hand inside my bra, or on my ass. Reed respects me, even now when I want to do these things and he’s hesitant.

Speaking of things…

“Does it hurt?” I said teasingly. The orange rubber hugged him tightly, and I’m a little afraid that he’s *not* an XL. It fits, but it’s a pretty snug fit.

“It’s tight,” he grimaced, “b-but it doesn’t hurt.”

Seeing as I sucked up a good load, he must have more packed away. From what he told me, he’s not much for masturbating. Probably once a week or so, twice if he thinks he needs it, but poor Reed’s balls need their release desperately!

I backed away slightly, dancing and swaying my hips for him. I cleaned up the initial burst of cum from his cock, making sure to feed it to my mouth, and then the tank top came off. I see his cock twitch after that, then I turned around. I started pulling my pants up so the backside hugs my firm ass tightly. Hell, it even showed off a plump cameltoe for him! But slowly the shorts came down

I wasn’t wearing any panties. I don’t wear any if he’s coming over, hoping my smell would turn him on. I’ve been so horny lately, so aroused at the thoughts of Reed and his delectable piece. The damn thing stretched out my throat when he showed me down on it!

My first strip tease for him. I’ll admit it’s an amateur display, and one I’ll probably never do again, but the look of excitement on his face was evident and he tried to hide it. I climbed over his legs and straddled him, dancing and swinging my hair wildly before him. God I felt so free, like I’ve been in prison for so long! He held onto my hips while my belly and his gyrated and swayed before him. I turned and grind my ass on top of his crotch, letting his throbbing cock press freely against my pussy. Just touching it.

I made sure to clean myself for him. I shaved myself and left a little landing strip towards my clit as a little guide.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said as he kept his eyes trained on me.

“You like what you see?” I said as I writhe against him.

“I do,” he replied as his hands stayed on my hips, afraid of going down south.

“Hand me your phone, babe,” I asked, and he absentmindedly handed me his phone. I turned on the camera and put it into video, swiveled it towards us, pointed it down and as I lift myself up and grabbed his cockhead with my hand, then I slid myself down.

“Wait, are you -!”

“Oh! Oh my god! Babe you’re so thick!” Came my words as his dick slowly spread me apart and made its way inside of me. “God! You’re spreading me apart!”

All I hear from him is huffing and puffing and groans of effort.

Then I felt his cock head hit some resistance. Oh, this is going to hurt. I took a deep breath and pushed myself down, and I yelled in pain.

“Are you ok? Christy, am I hurting you?” Came his voice of worry.

“I’m… I’m fine…. I just… lost my virginity!”

I cut the video short and looked down to find a tinge of red amongst the fluid. I stayed there for a minute and looked at the video evidence of losing my virginity. It even caught my words.

“S-send that to me later, babe,” I said as I let the phone fall off my hand, “oh thank god the pain is starting to go away.”

I drew myself up, feeling the ridge of the head rub me down, then down. I bounced on him and his hands were on my stomach. “Rub my tits for me, please,” I asked, and he gingerly placed his hands on my breast. He rubbed them, “babe, play with them!” I demanded and he started squeezing and massaging them.

“So… tight…” I hear from behind me.

I moved faster, getting my head lost in the sensation of his cock rubbing roughly against me. I didn’t know when, but my back laid flat against him with my legs splayed open and his cock inside me. But I haven’t come yet.

I’ve made myself orgasm before, but it’s usually small orgasms. I want to feel one given to me by my boyfriend.

But Reed, well he has other plans. He laid me down on the bed then his head disappeared down over my crotch. Then, I felt a wetness down on my pussy and a finger slides in. He started thrusting his fingers up and down slowly at first, with the pad pressed firmly against me, and then faster. And faster. And faster.

He kept his tongue running up and down my slit and he’s got me screaming his name! My legs trashed and swung wildly around his head, and my back arched as I came from his effort. It’s an entirely different feeling from using my fingers to make me cum. It’s more intense, it hits harder, and it’s enough to make me scream.

“Oh, that felt so good. Reed, hey. Do you… Reed?”

I looked at him and he seems different. He’s not slightly awkward, or anything. He’s standing between my legs, just looking down.

Then he moved, swiftly, like a man possessed. He slammed his cock inside me, making me yell out with surprise, and then he grabbed my tits and bit into a nipple. Firmly, not maliciously, and it felt so good and so kinky that I started cumming against his cock. This one felt even stronger than before, and more intense too and my body shook and trembled, and my back arched again.

“F-Fuck…” I sighed contently, but Reed kept his dick pressed deep inside me, throbbing and pulsing fiercely. “Reed, babe are you alright.”

No answer. “Reed?”

He grunts, and then continued. I can’t see his face clearly, but his frame seems bigger to me. Is it an illusion? Or has he always been this big?

But his thrusting hips, driving his cock wildly inside of me makes me feel so god damn good. He placed his hand on the small of my back, and the other grabbed one of my tits and I felt his lips on them again.

“Reed, babe, cum for me! Cum for me!” I screamed at him as my legs held him close and my arms wrapped around him. I clawed at his back, digging my nails into his skin, and with a deep thrust and a growl from him, I felt something expand deep within me.

I came. Again. Hard, and strong, and it felt so good. Just the feeling of his throbbing hardness deep inside of me, pulsing with life and energy.

He grunts and groans as he unleashed himself, but it felt so wrong. When he pulled out, the condom held a large bulb at the end, filled with his creamy spunk.

I gently slid the condom off him, and he sighed with relief. I poured the content out and into my mouth and swallowed that junk straight up.

“W-What… huh?” He gasped, “I… I don’t know what came over me.”

“Hmm, I did. You just let your horny self out, babe!”

He gasped again then wiped his brow. “My… my… oh, I see.”

A condom might be a good idea now, but I want to do it raw. I want to feel the veiny bumps all over his cock. I want to feel the head crush me down there. Soon, though, because I need to get into birth control. Then I can really let loose with him.

“W-Where did my cum go?” He asked as he looked at the spent condom in my trash can.

I opened my mouth and let my tongue out, then pointed inside the darkness in my mouth.

“C-Christy!” He cried out but I only laughed.

“What? It tastes really good, and I love how creamy the texture is,” I giggled as I hugged him tightly. “Hmm… want to go again?”

“I… I… I…”

I went over to my drawer and got another package and tore it open.

“Babe, it’s a school night!”

<<<

So that’s been our regular thing. My job over at the coffee shop ends at around 2 PM and school lets out at around 1:30 PM for Reed. He gets to his place at 1:45 and then I ask him to come over as soon as I get home and shower. I make sure to wear my cute outfit for him.

He comes over and of course we have sex. I opened the flood gates for him, and every day he comes over and we make love. The pack of condoms I bought had started to diminish, from a 25 pack to only a couple left.

Sometimes he goes for double. And yes, every time I swallow the cum that’s inside the condom. I love the taste of it, and I love seeing him watch me swallow it.

So, Angelina, Kayla and I work, and when we work it’s usually us three and the manager, of course, an older black lady. She’s cool and she’s really funny too.

I’ve been showing them the photos and even the videos I took during the first time Reed and I had sex, and then then one before that when I gave him a blowjob during his birthday.

“Oh my god… oh my god… you’re such a closet slut!” Kayla gasped and looked at my photos. “He’s that big!? But he’s such a quiet guy.”

“Wow, how did he taste? Was he good? Did it feel good?”

I’m forgetting these girls are virgins too. I’m surprised Kayla is a virgin since she likes to party so much. If there’s a party, you can bet she’s in there somewhere, shaking her ass and drinking shots after shots.

Then we got to the video and they both gasped and giggled. “I bet that felt so good, like winning your first track meet,” Angelina wondered, “I bet that feels better, actually.”

“Oh, it felt so fucking good,” I responded.

“Hmm, you know what feels better?” Said a voice from over our shoulder. Shawna, our manager, looms over and clicked her tongue. “That’s a fine meat stick right there, but having your man nut inside you feels the best.”

“Does it?” I said, “does it really?”

“Yup. Creampies are the best! My man nuts inside me every time. Good thing my tubes are tied.”

I looked at my photos closer now. “Now, ladies, as much as I want to talk about sex with young girls, and educate them properly, we do have a coffee shop to run.”

I couldn’t shake the feeling away. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’ve been cheated.

Cheated of what? Of an even better pleasure. I didn’t know creampies are better, and if it does then why don’t those porn stars say so! After our shift, I talked to Shawna more, specifically about birth controls. According to her, I could go the pills, which works really well, or Plan B which is weight dependent and a little pricier.

“Look, Christy, right now the only advice I can give you is this: get on the pill ASAP, because it takes a few days to start working. But if you really want one, then get a Plan B.”

I’m weighing my option, so my plan is that I’ll go to the drug store and pick up a Plan-B and then I’ll take it later.

Reed couldn’t come over, and I’m slightly furious about it. I’m so mad because work gets so frustrating, and I need to wind down. I did buy the pill, the generic and cheaper kind, and I’m sitting in my room just looking at it.

“Fuck it,” I growled. I put my leggings on and my shoes, grabbed a jacket so I don’t get so cold, and I snuck out of my window and ran to Reed’s home.

His room is on the first floor, his parents and siblings are on the second. I tapped on his window, and he groggily opened it.

“Christy? It’s 11 PM, what are you doing here?” He whisper-shouted at me.

“What does it look like? Open up and let me in!”

“Babe it’s a weeknight, and don’t you have work tomorrow?”

“Shut up and pull me in, jeez. I know I used to weight lift and wrestle, but help a lady out, would you?”

He held a hand out and I pulled myself in and fell into him. He held me for a few seconds, with his embrace getting tighter and tighter.

“You alright?” I asked and he sighed.

“Had a big test today, I think I did alright, but you never know.”

He sighed, like he had already failed the test. “Mid-term is coming up too.”

“Babe, you’re a smart cookie. You’ll do well.”

Then an idea popped up in my head. “I tell you what, I have a surprise for you for after midterms, alright?”

“Okay,” he said, “so why are you here at this time.”

I pushed myself away softly, “isn’t it obvious? I want sex, of course!”

He sighed, and we walked over to his bed. This is going to be the first time I have sex with my boyfriend in his place! So many firsts!

We sat on his bed, he’s only wearing pajama bottoms, and we started kissing. Like full on making out. I took his hand and placed them on my breast. “You’re allowed to touch then when we’re alone, you know that right?” I said and he just smiled at me.

“I’d still want permission,” he replied, and our lips went for one another again. I took my top off while he took his hands and rubbed and teased my breast. His lips then went from my own and drifted down my chin, my neck, my chest and finally they sucked and licked my nipples.

“Oh, baby you’re so good to me,” I moaned while caressing his head softly against my chest. He stood up for a second, and I knew exactly what he wants to do, so I kneeled before him and waited like an obedient bitch. His pajama bottoms came down first, and I reached in from the top of his underwear and produced his throbbing meat.

It’s furious and hard, pulsing against my grip. “Jeez, you really want this don’t you babe?”

“I-I can’t help it, it’s like it had a mind of its own,” he said with a hint of embarrassment.

“Do you know how big you are?” I said with a wry smile, “I’m curious, and I want to know the measurements. Don’t all boys keep a ruler under their bed or something?”

“I don’t! I… I’ll tell you later.”

“Oh no babe, I’m measuring your cock. Me, alright!”

I gently licked the head, savoring the taste of his clear precum.

I’ve turned into a total slut. I never thought I would, despite knowing I was into naughty things. Here I am, sneaking into my boyfriend’s room, and asking for sex.

But I think I’ve changed Reed as well. He would be shy and awkward, maybe he’ll even refuse to let me stay the night. But it didn’t take much to convince him, so he might be more open to this.

I made sure to bring my last condom with me. I know, it’s only been two weeks since I bought it and I’ve already used them up. My parents were suspicious when my father, who usually empties my trash, asked me for it and I refused to allow him to.

I laid his dick across my tongue, letting the heat mix in with my saliva. His cock is so warm against me, so hot and I can see it twitching as I breathe on it. Then, I journeyed forward and let it sink deep into my mouth.

Now, here’s how I know that Reed has, unwittingly, turned me into such a cock whore: when his cock went past my mouth and down into my throat, I came. Not a body-shaking orgasm like before, but I felt my pussy throb and clench, and I could feel my underwear become damp.

I’ve only started getting used to deep throating his dick recently. Up until then I gagged and choked whenever he came anywhere near the back of my mouth, but I persisted and now I can get him down my throat.

But now, tonight, he gets a little bit… kinkier. As I was deep throating him, he pressed down firmly on the back of my head. This made me go even deeper than before, and to my surprise and delight I didn’t choke or anything. Then he pressed down even more until I actually did gag. But then he held me down there, like the first night I gave him a blowjob.

And he kept me there, for at least 10 seconds.

And when I came up for air, with my face red and my eyes watering, he grabbed me by the base of my hair, then he slapped me across the face.

I felt… alive. I felt so fucking alive! “Slap me again!” I demanded and he slapped the other cheek, firm but not hard. Then he pulled me in and we kissed so hard while I stroked his dick, then he spat on my face.

“Oh, baby you’re so kinky!” I squealed as I sucked and slobbered all over his balls and cock.

I reached for my back pocket and produced the condom, and as I was going to rip it open he grabbed it and tossed it over his shoulder. Oh, baby who is this person!? What happened to awkward Reed!

“Bareback?” I asked, with a feigned look of shock on my face and he nodded. “Are you sure?” He nodded again. I’m feeling very, very, VERY horny and I really, really want it.

He urged me up, grabbing my ass and slapping them hard and groping them over my leggings. He would’ve torn them apart had I not reminded him that I don’t have a change of clothes. So I slipped them off, giving him a little dance, and he pulled me in.

“You’re sure you want to do this bareback?” I asked again.

“Well now I’m not so sure, since you asked me that question a third time,” he reminded me as he kissed my cheeks. “Babe, I’m fine if you want to end it here.”

“No! No, I want to!”

He flashed a toothy grin. I should really know when to shut my trap.

His hands are on my waist while mine is on his chest, and we kissed again and again. My hands eventually drifted to the back where I grabbed his cock and pressed the fleshy, bulbous head against my little slit, and I raised my hips and lowered it.

Now, having him penetrate me with the condom felt wonderful. I felt full and he stretched me out down there, and it felt so fucking good. But having him bare, feeling each vein and each bump rub up as I lower myself on him. It’s an entirely different feeling. Reed’s face tightened and his eyes were shut, and he’s muttering and huffing.

I squealed and squealed as I felt him continue deeper into me. He grabbed my ass tightly with both hands, with his fingers wide. “Shit, babe you’re so tight!” He said with difficulty.

I couldn’t reply. I could not. I wanted to speak, right then, and tell him that he’s making me feel so good while his cock entered me. But it felt so good that I couldn’t tell him.

Bareback feels so amazing! I don’t think I can go back to him wearing a rubber again!

His cock throbbed and pulsed while inside my pussy. And I’m moaning and squealing while I’m enjoying him. Right now, it feels like our first time all over again.

My first bareback sex!

I gingerly picked my hip up, feeling the ridge of his helmet rub roughly against me. I instantly came from that experience, and my pussy clamped down tightly around him. I shook and my head spun for a little, and when I finally settled, my hips rose and fell again and again.

“It feels so good! It feels so good!” I finally answered the questions swimming in my head, and he grabbed my ass while I laid down on his chest. I could feel my erect nipples rubbing against his own chest, and my pussy kept clamping down against his stuff cock.

I could feel my pussy squeeze his dick hard, and I could feel the shaft momentarily grow in size. I must’ve gotten so loud because he covered my mouth.

“You’re going to wake my parents up,” he said with a shush as he looked at my reddened face. To me, in that moment, it didn’t matter because I’m just so deep in his dick that I wasn’t thinking clearly.

“This feels so good and wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this, but at the same time I don’t want to stop,” I chimed in. The reason why it felt wrong is because it’s a school night for him and I have a shift tomorrow. I might miss a shift!

“Don’t cum inside me, okay? I’m not safe yet.”

“Alright, I won’t,” he promised. I trust him; it’s me I don’t trust.

“Babe, you have to make sure NOT to cum inside me, okay? I’m serious, you have to make sure.”

He brushed my face softly, and then rubbed my lips with his thumb. I took the thumb into my mouth and sucked and licked it. “I’ll try my very best.”

“Yeah? Good, now fuck me from behind!”

We switched it up. We stood up before the bed and then he pushed me over and grabbed my ass. “Wow, your thighs are stained by your juices,” he said, “I want to taste it.”

My boy’s starting to unwind and let his freaky self out! I didn’t think he would be a guy that likes going down on girls, I thought he’d be like most of the boys I read about who refuses to go down on their girls. Reed flicked his tongue in and out of my pussy.

“R-Reed, do you know what a clitoris is?” I asked through clenched teeth.

“Is it this pink thing above your vagina? It looks like a button,” he asked and I nodded.

“Suck and lick it, please.”

He started flicking his tongue against my clit, making me feel warm inside. The he roughly dragged it up my slit and that action caused me to shiver.

He stood up and slapped my ass and I felt him rub his cock all over.

I could feel his hot breath wafting down onto my cool skin. I could feel the tremble in his hands while he rubbed my ass. I could feel his lust emanating from his body, and I hate how he’s making me wait!

“Are you ready?”

I nodded.

He made me wait an entire ten second. Ten seconds! I looked back, irritated of course, and as soon as my head turned to look at him he pushed it in slowly, and my face crinkled into that of pleasure. He looked at my eyes and I looked and stared at his green orbs and I held our gaze together while he dug in deep into me.

“You’re so… mean!” I moaned as I turned my face back and bit into the sheaths in an effort to not be so loud.

“I just wanted to look at your face while I put it in, and I have to admit,” he stopped while he pushed it deep, bent down over and kissed my neck, then his hands went and grabbed my neck and squeezed it a little tight. “I think I’m in love.”

Oooh, mama that sends my spine into a tingle. His fingers crawled all over my face while he went back into thrusting into me, finally allowing me to suck onto them.

For a 5 minutes he fucked me in doggy. I’ve been biting the pillow, grabbing at the sheaths and twisting them in my hand, because I couldn’t keep my voice down. His hips and my thighs kept colliding and kept making lewd slapping, wet noises and I couldn’t help but join the little choir of our lust.

Finally, he pulled me up and against him, and we kissed while he jerked himself. “Where do you want it?” He asked.

“My face, babe. Paint my face with your hot cum, just don’t shoot it into my eyes,” I giggled. I opened my mouth, let my tongue out and used it as a target for him.

He pushed me down to my knees and he pointed his meat rod in front of my face, a couple of inches away. His hand worked up and down his shaft, while I cradled and massaged his balls.

When he finally came, the hot, white cum flew out and splashed against my cheeks. I giggled and moaned while he grunts and delivered more and more onto my face. So much cum!

“What the fuck is going on!!??”

We both jumped up in shock and looked towards the door to find his parents horrified faces looking right at us.l, with Reed holding into his cock, dripping with his load, and me with my face glazed with it.

“Mom, no!!”

~ End of Chapter 2 ~

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