I leaned forward and, without warning, placed my wet lips around the tip of his cock. It tasted slightly salty, but mostly it just felt thick and large inside of my small mouth.
“Oh, Em…” Nolan moaned, clearly and visibly surprised.
His thick cock filled my mouth completely, and I had to cover my bottom teeth with my tongue in order not to scrape his skin. I licked him up and down like an ice cream cone, coating his rod in a layer of my own saliva, all while he was moaning and grunting loudly. His hand, wrapped around my hair, tensed up and pulled it, hard enough to make my eyes water. Nevertheless I kept going, loving the feeling of his sweet member inside my mouth.
A moment later, Nolan moved his hand below my chin and lifted it up slightly, motioning for me to take his cock out.
“Emily.” He said quietly.
I leaned back and his cock slipped out of my mouth, glistening and dripping with saliva. Nolan reached for the switch beneath the driver’s seat and pushed his seat all the way back, leaving plenty of room for me to climb into his lap.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Come here.” Nolan commanded with a smirk, pulling me by the arm into his lap.
I giggled as I straddled him, throwing my long hair over one shoulder and looking down at him with horny eyes. He looked up at me, with the same look in his eyes, and we both knew what was about to happen next.
His hands landed on either side of my waist, stroking it softy. They wandered up along my ribcage, pulling my top up along with it. As he reached my arm pits, I grabbed the shirt myself and pulled it over my head, leaving me topless.
Nolan reached out and cupped my breast gently, squeezing it and pinching my nipple between his fingers. He leaned forward and took my nipple between his teeth and gently nibbled on it, and I pressed myself against his face.
I moved myself closer towards Nolan, until I could feel his stiff cock between my thighs, throbbing hard and pulsating with blood against my skin. I rubbed my wet pussy lips against him, lubricating his cock as I soaked his groins in my juices. His cock brushing against my still–sensitive clit caused me to let out a gasp, which caught Nolan’s attention.
Nolan glanced up at me, then down at his cock, before reaching around and grabbing my buttocks with both hands. He spread my lips apart with his fingers and, very slowly, I lowered myself down onto his cock.
As it penetrated me, I felt as if my pussy was being torn apart—rammed into by a giant log—but the truth is that he was incredibly careful. The feeling made me hold my breath, my bottom lip shivering faintly.
My knee slipped suddenly, causing me to fall forward slightly, and Nolan’s cock slid further into my pussy with force. Nolan reached up and grabbed me quickly, holding my buttocks up with his strong hands.
“Oh, god!” I let out, my body shivering from the intense feeling of… pleasure?
“Are you okay?” Nolan asked, visible worry in his eyes.
I looked up at him and nodded softly—sure, it had hurt a little bit, but now it was already inside, and I sure as hell didn’t want to stop now!
“I’m perfect.” I whispered and flashed a happy smile.
As I lowered myself down further, I could feel his thick cock spread my lips wide apart and fill my pussy to the brim before it was even all the way inside of me. I whimpered quietly as he started to thrust up and down, his cock penetrating further into me with each push. As he thrusted, his hands reached around my waist and pressed my body against his, my supple breasts bouncing rhythmically into his face.
One of his hands reached up and cupped my tit, squeezing it tightly and pinching my nipple. I threw my head back, letting my long hair drape over my back, and embraced his rough, curious touch. Nolan started to fuck me harder, ramming his cock into me forcefully from below, and I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside of me.
I reached my arms around his neck and pulled his head forward, pressing my lips against his. Our kiss was hungry and passionate, both of us curiously exploring each other’s mouths. I tasted the sweet, minty flavor of his mouth and nibbled gently on his lips, moaning slightly into his mouth as his cock massaged my inner walls.
My body was tensing up—going numb, almost—and all soon all I could feel was my pussy vibrating, and my bottom lip shivering with pleasure. My arms squeezed around Nolan’s head and his arms reached around mine, his fingernails digging into the skin of my back.
Small gasps escaped my mouth, growing longer and louder each time I parted my lips. With our sweaty bodies rubbing together, and Nolan’s fat cock probing my wet pussy with intense, hard thrusts, I finally went over the edge. Pleasure took over my body, causing it to shake and convulse. My pussy contracted, alternatingly squeezing and letting go of Nolan’s cock.
“Oh Nolan!” I moaned. “I–…I’m coming.”
His thrusts slowed down slightly, allowing me to keep fucking him despite my now overly sensitive pussy. It throbbed pleasantly, my cheeks burned red, and I was breathing heavy, deep breaths.
“That was wonderful.” I let out, glancing up into Nolan’s eyes.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He said softly, reaching a hand up and placing a stray hair behind my ear. He leaned in and placed his mouth next to my ear, breathing hot air against my neck. “But you didn’t think it was over yet, did you?” He whispered.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
With one swift move, Nolan pushed my back down against the steering wheel and pulled my buttocks closer towards him, until his cock was poking right at my…
“Oh!” I gasped, putting a hand over my mouth. “You don’t mean…?”
“I want to come inside of you.” Nolan said, licking his lips and eyeing me up and down with hungry eyes. “But I don’t want to risk you getting pregnant.”
My heart was racing inside my chest. Anal sex? I had been a virgin before this, and I definitely had never had… that! But at the same time, the thought felt very intriguing—Nolan’s fat, thick cock spreading my ass wide and pounding me hard? Yes… yes, I do want that.
“Alright.” I said, nodding softly. My cheeks were burning red with both nervousness and excited arousal.
Nolan grabbed hold of his stiff cock and moved it up and down my slit, rubbing my pussy with the mushroom–headed tip. I raised myself up on my knees and moved myself around until his cock was right at my entrance, ready to penetrate.
He pushed forward gently, inching his cock carefully into my tight virgin hole. At first all I could feel was him wiggling his cock around and trying to get the angle right as he pushed forward, but then suddenly the entire tip of his cock popped inside of me, spreading my hole open. I could feel myself tense up around him, and it was as if my heart skipped a beat.
I let out a loud, pained groan and my hands quickly searched for the closest thing they could grab onto—Nolan’s shoulders. I squeezed as hard as I could, digging my fingernails into his skin and leaving deep, red marks. Nolan swallowed nervously.
“I guess that hurt…” He stated, looking down at me sympathetically as I squirmed in pain.
I nodded vigorously, still holding onto his shoulders with all my might. But the longer his cock was inside of me, the less it hurt, and after a moment the pain had subsided almost completely, leaving me with a very satisfying and pleasant feeling of being spread apart wide.
I lowered myself down, allowing gravity to press Nolan’s cock further into my asshole. He spread my hole wide open as he pushed forward, his cock throbbing pleasurably against my inner walls. My lower body wasn’t tense anymore, but my hole was still tight enough to press firmly around Nolan’s cock, almost like a vacuum. He groaned pleasurably as I slid further down over his shaft, slowly burying his cock deep, deep inside of me.
Nolan started to thrust slowly, moving his cock up and down my inner passage. The ache had started to go away, and now I just felt stuffed. I started to move my body up and down in rhythm with Nolan, helping his cock penetrate further into me. Each time it entered me fully, I
could feel Nolan’s balls slap against me while he groaned loudly from pleasure.
He reached for my breast and squeezed it firmly, diving his head into my cleavage and biting my skin like a hungry wolf. I reached my arms around his head and pressed his face against my chest, moaning softly as his teeth wrapped around my nipple.
I could feel his cock growing inside of me, throbbing heavily against my inner walls. His pace picked up, as did his breathing, and after a moment he was ramming into my asshole with full force. Sweat was dripping down his forehead and the car windows were tainted with fog—with all the steam in the car, it was no surprise that he was hot.
His cock erupted inside of me, shooting burst after burst of warm, sticky semen deep into my channel. He groaned as it did, his legs shivering slightly as if it had taken a massive toll on him. I could feel his juice fill me up from inside and slowly start to seep out my opening after there was no room left for it to fill.
Slowly, Nolan pulled his cock out of my channel, causing a load of his semen to spill out along with it, dripping out of my gaping hole.
“Damn… Emily!” He let out with a deep sigh, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. “I had no idea you were so tight.”
Nolan closed his eyes and put his head back against the headrest, breathing heavily. Giggling, I climbed out of his lap, over the gear shift and into my own seat.
“Better than going to get fast food, huh?” I smiled.
* * *
Caught Wet & Guilty
It was Friday night and my boyfriend Andy had come over so we could spend some quality time together. We were sitting in the living room sofa, at an acceptable distance from each other, watching an old classic movie. At first I’d been excited when Andy had started to get handsy with me, but now it was just getting annoying. His cold, clammy hand clasped around my breasts, massaging it through the padded bra with uncertain and clumsy movements. I thought he said he had done this before. Being a few years older than me, Andy had been with many girls before (or at least so he said) and I had thought that he was… experienced. Turns out I was wrong.
I leaned back against the sofa, resting my head against the cushions and staring awkwardly straight ahead. I didn’t want to meet Andy’s eyes in case he would see it as an invitation. Maybe I should have just said no. I thought to myself. I was ready for this, but it just felt… wrong. Do I even want Andy to be my first? Suddenly, I realized that I had no idea, and I could feel my head start to fill up with terrible regret.
Andy moved to the side and, in an instant, he was on top of me, straddling my body with one heavy leg on each side of my thighs. When he reached over my shoulder to lean his hand against the wall, I could feel my heart beating nervously against his chest and hoped quietly that he didn’t feel it. I was starting to become nervous. Andy weighed so much more than I, and with him on top of me I was starting to feel stuck, almost claustrophobic.
I felt his hand slide in under my shirt, dragging against my bare skin and making me shudder from the cold touch of his finger. Something hard pressed against me when he leaned forward and let his body rest against mine, weighing down against my chest. I turned my head to the right where I didn’t have to see him and closed my eyes, hoping it would be over quickly. Come on, Julie. I pressured myself internally. You’ll like it, it can’t be that bad!
Suddenly there was a loud bang coming from the corridor, which startled us both. The front door! Someone was home early! Thank God. I thought to myself and Andy rose to his feet in a flash, his face turning pale with a mixture of embarrassment and… something else.
I couldn’t help but to let out a relieved sigh as I raised myself up and sat straight on the sofa, leaning comfortably back against the backrest without an inexperienced boy climbing on me like a koala in a tree. Shooting a quick glance at Andy, I saw the stiffness pointing through his pants and wondered to myself what it would have been like. I’m glad I didn’t have to find out.
“Hellooo!” A cheerful voice called out from the corridor, and I recognized it as my stepfather Evan.
I felt relieved that it was him and not my mother, because she and I had never gotten along well, whereas Evan and I were like two peas in a pod. Thankfully, he hadn’t sneaked in this time, which he did sometimes when he wanted to surprise me or my mother. Wait… Did he slam the door intentionally?
“Greetings!” I called back, unable to hold back my happy smile.
Andy still looked embarrassed, even though we hadn’t really gotten caught. It had just been close. He pulled his pants up higher and made sure the zipper was properly closed, then he awkwardly took a few uncertain steps towards the back door, which led to the patio. “Well, see you later, I guess.” He mumbled, raising his hand like a salute.
“You’re going?” I asked insecurely. I didn’t want him to leave… but then again, I didn’t really want him to stay either.
“Yeah… I’ll text you, ok?” Andy said and quickly escaped onto the patio and leaving me behind, adding an apathetic Bye! over his shoulder as he rushed away. Why the hurry?
I crossed my arms over my chest and wondered what would have happened if Evan hadn’t come home. Would Andy and I have gone all the way, despite my reluctance? Maybe… I shook my head, hearing Andy run across the gravel path outside. Suddenly, Evan walked up to the living room arch, his wide shoulders almost hitting the frame as he did.
“Did you finish that movie already?” He asked.
His tall form reached almost all the way up to the roof, and he had to duck slightly in order not to hit his head against the arch. His muscular, fit shape made me want to look at him for longer than what was appropriate, and sometimes I couldn’t help myself. Now was one of those times. My eyes rested for a moment on his biceps, poking out from the sleeveless exercise shirt that he was still wearing from his post–work exercise. He’s in a great shape for an older man…
“Hello?” He continued, wiping his forehead with the white towel hanging over his shoulder.
“Oh, yeah, hi, yes—I mean, no!” I stuttered. The instant the words left my mouth, I felt like hitting myself in the face. Ugh! Apply palm to face, please.
Evan locked eyes with me and I gaze up into his glowing blue eyes, sharp as ever. He walked into the room, wiping down the back of his neck as he walked up to the coffee table. My eyes followed his every move, wildly captivated just by the thought of being near him. I craved for him like a sugar–addict craves for sweets.
“So you didn’t get far with the movie, huh.” He mumbled, picking up the Blu–ray box from the table, glancing between the cover and the TV screen.
I rubbed my elbow with my hand nervously while I tried to come up with a response, feeling a little bit lost with words. “Yeah… Andy had to go or something.” I answered and looked over at the TV screen, noticing that we had barely watched a few minutes—the movie hadn’t even gotten through the epilogue. Woah, did time slow down or something?
I couldn’t help but to stare at Evan’s back, enjoying how the definition in his muscles made him look so strong and manly. I hadn’t realized before that he always looked exceptionally good post–work out—or maybe I had just been blind to it. The fact that he’s my father might have something to do with it. But he’s not actually my father…
Julie, what are you thinking?! A shocked voice in my head asked loudly, waking me up from my daydream. I hadn’t noticed that Evan was looking at me curiously.
“You ok?” He asked, smiling softly.
I am now that you’re here. It was sweet of him—he probably thought that I seemed off and that something must have happened. But whatever it was that happened with Andy, it hadn’t made me feel even a fraction of how excited I was now just from talking to Evan.
“Yeah, I–I’m fine.” I mumbled, feeling a hot blush on my cheek. I finally felt like I’d stared for long enough, and turned my eyes away from Evan’s body.
“You seem a little bit lost… is there something wrong?” He ask
ed, and there was a hint of worry in his tone.
If spotting trouble was part of the Olympics, Evan would hold the gold medal—nothing went past him. I bet he knows exactly what we were doing too.
“Not really, I just got lost in my thoughts.”
Evan put down the Blu–Ray box and turned around, looking straight into my eyes. Instinctively, I quickly turned my head to the side and looked away. Looking into his eyes made me feel both excited and embarrassed at the same time, which troubled me. Why do I feel this way with Evan but not with Andy? I don’t understand.
“Uh–huuuh.” Evan let out slowly with a grin. “Well, I’m going to hit the shower. Enjoy the rest of the movie!”
“Okay, have fun!” I responded, realizing too late what I had just said. Really, ‘have fun’? Is that what I said?! God, I’m so desperate. The image of Evan having fun in the shower—stroking his cock under the running water perhaps—made my cheeks burn red again.
“I will.” He said confidently, winking as he walked away.
I could hear his heavy footsteps as he walked through the house, and even the faint sound of the faucet being turned on after he entered the bathroom. For some reason, I couldn’t get the image of Evan naked out of my head. I wondered what he looked like beneath his clothes, and it annoyed me that I had never gotten a chance to see. I’d never felt this kind of attraction before to anyone else. My mom would kill me if she knew. I thought, wondering what Evan’s stance was on the whole thing. I was certainly keen to find out.
With a crazy, sudden idea in my mind, I stood up and walked into the corridor. On my toes, I slowly sneaked up the stairs and into the upstairs corridor without making a single sound. To my surprise, the bathroom door was open—just a little bit, but still noticeably so. I crept closer, holding my breath and trying to be absolutely silent. I wanted to get a good look at Evan, but I sure as hell didn’t want to get caught red handed doing it!
As I reached the door, I realized that the door wasn’t open enough for me to see in. In fact, I couldn’t see Evan at all, but I could hear him loud and clear. It helped make the image in my head more vivid, but I wanted to see it for myself—I wanted the real deal. Maybe I could just push the door open a little bit and pretend it was an accident…
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