She Wants It Rough

by Meegan Melons

  Penny laughs and tosses her hair. “You looked like you were going to beat him up!” Just watching her makes my blood cool. “Don’t worry baby, we got all the time in the world.” She knows just how to diffuse me. I need this woman in my life.

  Her finger runs up the length of my forearm while she holds me with those seductive eyes. She rubs back and forth on the inside of my elbow, making semicircles along my thick bicep. She bites her bottom lip with a smirk, then says, “So, that something I was about to tell you…”

  She bats her eyelashes and leans in over the table, one hand cupping the side of her mouth. Her eyes scan the room, then she whispers, “I’m not wearing any panties.”

  The blood rushes to my cock so quickly I suddenly feel faint.

  Penny sits back in her chair and giggles. “Go on, have a look.”

  I look left and right, checking to see if any of those idle waiters are paying attention. Luckily, most of them are busy staring at their smartphones. What the hell are they getting paid for, anyway?

  I lift up the end of the tablecloth and duck my head under the table for a peek. Sure enough, Penny’s legs are wide open, offering a perfect view of her slickening pussy. She’s thoroughly soaked between her thighs. She dips one hand between them, her pink manicured fingertips rubbing at her clit. She lets out a soft, barely audible moan and I can see her pussy dripping, quivering at her touch.

  I think I came a little just watching her.

  “Ow, shit!” I hit my head on the table on my way back up. But oh God was it worth it.

  “Don’t hurt yourself, silly!” I love it when she teases me like that. I move to take her hand in mind again but she recedes.

  “What’s wrong, baby?”

  “There’s something else I want to tell you.” Her fingers dance at the edge of her lips. This was an even bigger secret, I could tell. But what the hell could be more surprising than the last one?

  She leans in again, this time looking concerned. She wets her crimson lips, the dim light of the restaurant accents every beautiful feature. I can’t take it.

  “I’m a virgin.”

  I think my jaw hit the floor. I must look like a deer in the headlights. She’s a fucking what?

  “Are you angry?”

  “No, no… I’m not angry, Penny. It’s just—“

  “I want you, baby. I….” More precum dribbles from my engorged cock. But she’s so fucking young. And a virgin, too? You’re really in trouble now, Sanders. “I to feel you inside me.”

  Excellent dinner conversation. My dick is ready to explode.

  She’s fingering herself under the table. Her eyes roll back. Another pleading moan escapes her parting lips. Holy shit, we haven’t even been served yet.

  “Are you… ready to order?” The waiter glances at Penny, her soft eyes fluttering. He raises and eyebrow and turns to me. “Or should I come back?”

  CHAPTER FIVE

  I kick the door to the hotel room while Penny is clinging to my shoulders. I’m holding her up with one hand between the moist heat of her legs, fingers dripping with her warm pussy juices.

  When we walk inside together she swings her body and wraps her legs around my waist. She arches her back and humps my crotch, her hips gyrating on my junk through the jeans like a cat in heat.

  “You’re quite a nimble little thing, aren’t you?”

  “Well I am a cheerleader, silly!” She nibbles my ear, then whispers, “I’m flexible enough you could fuck me like a pretzel, any way you want.” She gets her leg up all the way over my bare shoulder while I’m holding her ass. I almost trip over the heap of our clothes on the floor taking her over to the bedroom.

  She climbs on top of me so that her thighs are around my neck, her fingers gripping tufts of my dark hair for balance. I hold her up by the ass and dive face first between her open legs, lapping wildly at the sweetness of her dripping wet pussy.

  “Taste good, baby?” She tastes like heaven. I can only grunt in response while my lips suck on her engorged clit.

  I slurp all around her soaking cunt, prodding in and out of her wet slit with the tip, tasting her insides. Nothing else could be sweeter than the taste of her. I lap with the flat of my tongue and drench her pubes in my spit.

  She moans and pulls my hair, holding me to the heat between her legs while her thighs clamp around my neck. She thrusts her hips into the pleasure of my mouth and beats against my back with the heels of her bare feet.

  She bucks her hips and face fucks me until she’s ready to cum.

  “Don’t stop, baby—I’m cumming!” Warm pussy juices flow from her soggy entrance like the sweetest nectar and dribble from my chin. Her whole lower half twists over my shoulders in a wild fit of orgasmic pleasure.

  She squeezes around my neck almost like she’s trying to strangle me with her legs. I clench her ass cheeks tight to hold her in place while her body writhes against me. A weaker man probably would have passed out by now.

  Penny scrambles over me and turns herself so her head is down at my crotch while I’m holding her behind the knees. What an agile little thing.

  “Unngh!!” I groan when I feel her pillowy lips around my erect dick. She slides me down the slippery wetness of her throat all the way until she gags. My pelvis juts forward and she moans with her mouth full of my thick girth. I carry us carefully over to the edge of the bed and try not to fall over on her. It’s especially hard to walk when you’ve got an expert deepthroating your cock.

  She falls backward onto the bed, mouth still clinging around my hard cock. Leaning her head back on the bed makes it easier for her to widen her jaw and open her throat even more. I clutch the sides of her head and pile-drive her throat while she retches and drools thick strings of saliva down my shaft, balls slapping against her forehead.

  At last, when her face is blood red and she can’t hold it in any longer, she slides off my whole length and gasps for air. She smiles up at me as the white returns to her face. “I’m ready for you, baby.”

  Her body swings like an acrobat until her legs in spread eagle in front of me, hands gripping behind her ankles. “I want you inside me.”

  Fuck, it’s bad enough Penny is almost half my age and barely legal. Or that I would be fired and blacklisted from ever coaching again if anyone found out we slept together. But am I really going to be the one to pop that little cherry too?

  Oh, God yes!

  My dick is already thoroughly lubricated with her spit and my own precum. I guide the head to her entrance and feel the warm, soaked wetness there.

  She squirms and her eyes roll back. She looks tense. I can tell she’s nervous. The hardness of my bulging pecs grazes her soft, supple tits. I bring my lips to her ear, “Are you ready?”

  She nibbles the tip of her finger and grins. “Yes! Fuck me, baby!”

  I can feel the head slipping in, her slick folds giving way to my size. She squints hard as my thick girth spreads her pussy lips wide.

  “It’s… so big…” She winces at the pain of my penetration. Her tightness clenches around my shaft and my dick throbs against her virgin walls. She moans long and deep and I keep pushing.

  My dick is halfway inside when I feel her hymen break and I know the deed is done. I’ve deflowered Penny, claimed her as mine. Something about that realization only serves to invigorate my thrusting.

  I grab her legs and spread them further and continue pushing, determined to go balls deep. Her back arches and her hips move to guide the insertion deeper. I hear her whimpering under her breath—the pain of my enormous size blending with the tingling pleasure up her spine.

  Her hips pitch up in the air with a sudden jolt when my cock bottoms out at her cervix.

  “Agh!” She moans. Her pelvis bucks against my hard abs and she rides me like a true little slut. “Oh, God!” She screams and her eyelids flutter. Her thighs wrap around the back of my ass so she can pull me in deeper.

  My dick twitches. I can feel the mounting pressure behind my balls. She
throws her hips against me and I feel my dick pressing against her cervix. I could be in serious trouble if she makes me cum right now. I would be so fucked if I got her pregnant.

  But it feels too good to stop.

  She locks her ankles around my back and fucks me with wild abandon. Fuck I’m getting close. If she keep it up like this I just might…

  “Fuck—Penny—I can’t hold it!” I scrunch my face and muster all the concentration I can to stop myself from cumming right inside her tight little pussy.

  “Do it, baby! I want you to!” Her body writhes against my abdomen with more encouraging humps. She bites her lower lip and her mouth curls at the ends in a mischievous grin. “I want you to…”

  Holy shit, I can’t hold it any longer. No way a young virgin like her would be on birth control. If I cum now, I’m going to get her pregnant for sure.

  “Fuck—Fuck!” Her calves slap against my ass and she pulls me in deep and holds me there. I can’t fight this kind of pleasure. No man could. There’s nothing left to do but lose myself in bliss, let it overtake me.

  “Yes… Yes!” Penny moans as my balls relinquish their seed deep inside her. Her whole body shudders beneath me and my legs buckle.

  A thick spray of semen fills her uterus and I know there’s no going back. The orgasmic contractions take over and I’m lost in a sea of euphoria. Every twitch of my cock empties a deluge of cum into her canal. Her insides are filling with warm spunk as she’s swept up into her own orgasmic convulsions.

  When her tightness milks the final drop of cum from my trembling balls, I collapse on top of Penny and our bodies slip in a sheen of naked sweat. I hold her in my arms and roll her on top of me, my warm load sloshing about her insides.

  She rests her small head against my collar bone and closes her eyes. I can feel her shallow breaths against my chest. She sprawls out over my body, my dick still dribbling cum inside her, and her lips mark a wet hickey on the side of my neck.

  It felt like high school all over again. But holding her here in my arms, I know that she is truly something special.

  I don't ever want to lose her.

  ******

  “You okay, Coach?” Back on the field, Campbell is saying something but I’m not paying attention. Too bad I’m way more focused on how hot Penny looks in that cheerleading outfit.

  If some jock so much as looks at her, I’m going to—

  “Yeah, fine. Run it again!” I blow my whistle and the team hustles into formation for the play. Penny’s golden hair flows with rhythm while she practices some cartwheels. Watching her is intoxicating.

  Every now and again I get to catch a glimpse of her panties.

  “Coach, look out!” The football goes soaring past my head, followed by Josh who is trying to catch it. He falls short though and lands face first into the wet grass and mud.

  Penny is waving in our direction, but this time I know it’s at me.

  Say goodnight Josh. Penny is mine.

  Getting Her Fill

  Just because I flash my tits for anyone who will pay doesn’t make me a whore. Okay, not anyone. I’d never show them off to anyone who looked like a creepy pervert, no matter how much they offered. Well, okay, it might depend on how much they are offering.

  The point is that I’m not a whore. Not in the traditional sense, anyway. It’s not like I’m fucking for money. Although, that option might be on the table for the right amount. But it’d have to be a lot—and the guy would have to be really fucking hot.

  If he’s not hot—well, then the price goes up. I guess it’d be more of a sliding scale.

  Call me what you will, but I know how to use what I’ve got. That just makes me smart. And what I’ve got is a nice pair of fucking tits.

  “Twenty bucks, each.” I say to the tall, awkward guy in the doorway. He’s got a tragic complexion, white heads and acne scars all over, with thick glasses and a haircut that’s not helping. He’s probably somewhere around eighteen—definitely a virgin. He’s just staring at me, mouth agape, dumbfounded by what I just offered him.

  “Would you like to see my tits?” Is what I started with when he first opened the door. It’s usually the best opener. Cut out the bullshit and get straight to the point (of the nipple). The quicker the pitch, the faster I can move on to the next house.

  Most of the time I’ll just get the door shut in my face, or else it’s a white knight who thinks it’s suddenly their duty to change my life for the better. “Do you need money?” They’ll say, “You don’t have to sell yourself like that.”

  The truth is I fucking love what I do. I’m proud of my body and I know how to work it.

  I don’t have a problem propositioning chicks either. You’d be surprised. A lot of older women regret not doing enough experimentation in college, and they can appreciate a good set of tits. But most of the time they’ll lecture me about how it’s wrong to sell my body. Suddenly they’re taking on the role of the responsible mother I must have never had, and I’m the impossible teenager who needs to be straightened out.

  But fuck ‘em. I’m nineteen. Like I said, I move on quickly. I’m usually on to the next door while they’re still talking after me.

  I don’t have time to waste. I’m looking for a straight “yes” or “no.” Or at least the same dumbfounded nod this dude is giving me right now.

  “Well?” I say, cupping my breasts and lifting them. My tight black shirt with its low cut neck rises a bit at the hem to expose my pierced navel. The tiny diamond there glints in the low evening sun. As I breathe in, there’s a subtle rise of my slim midriff above the waist of my faded skinny jeans.

  “We don’t have all day,” says Caitlin, my best friend and cohort. She’s skinny and pale like me, except she’s blond and I’m brunette. Large brass hoops dangle from her lobes, mingling with curled hair that brushes the tops of her shoulders. I hate to admit that she’s prettier than me—sometimes. But I’ve got a tighter ass, that’s for sure.

  And like me, she’s quite the slut.

  Eyes locked on my cleavage, the guy fumbles through his pocket before removing two twenty-dollar bills from the sleeve of his wallet. I pinch the two bills between pretty manicured nails, smirking at one corner of my mouth.

  I nudge Caitlin with my elbow and she reacts by lifting off her blouse, unveiling the pink bra underneath. I follow suit and the young dude struggles to keep a straight face.

  “Wait—you’re going to do it here? Outside? Right now?” His head turns as he scans the background of suburban homes.

  “Well yeah, silly!” I giggle as I reach to undo Caitlin’s bra strap. She keeps her arms straight and kind of zones out. She’s a lot more self-conscious than I am, and it’s pretty obvious she’s only doing this for the money. Me on the other hand, I don’t mind the attention.

  A devilish smile sweeps across my face when the straps fall past her shoulders. His eyes shoot wide when her bra cups start to droop, revealing the pleasing slope of her breasts.

  She stands there, stiff and rigid, looking away from the man ogling her supple tits. They’re rather impressive for her meek demeanor. Beautiful and perky, a good mouthful size. The cold bite of the air has made her nipples hard. Caitlin shivers as tiny goosebumps spread from her collarbone, down and around the circumference of her bare tits.

  “Now you,” he says in a monotone voice, unblinking as his attention shifts to me. “I wanna see yours.”

  I glance down at the rising tent of his jeans while squirming to get at the clasp behind my back. “Whatever you say, baby.”

  My black lace bra crumples in a heap next to my white pumps. “So tell me, you ever seen tits like these?” Elbows at my sides, I give them a little shake. My perfect round breasts knock together and jiggle and the dude’s eyes light up. The bulge in his pants is now a very apparent full on erection.

  I take one in a firm grip and flick at the nipple with my tongue, holding his gaze while letting out a soft moan.

  My tongue swirls around the areo
la and my eyelids droop. I take the breast in my mouth, squeaking out tiny moans between passionate slurping. My opposite hand holds the other boob, kneading the softness in my hand, squeezing the hardened nipple between thumb and forefinger. There’s a bit of drool seeping from the side of my mouth, rolling down a silky rounded breast as my eyes flutter.

  “Holy shit!” The dude shifts in place, his massive erection giving him obvious discomfort.

  “Mmmm…” My lips pop off the end of the nipple with a hard suck and I giggle at the sound. I flash the guy a seductive little smirk before telling him, “Tasting them will cost you another forty.”