He mounted me, shoving his tongue into my mouth with a wild ferocity. His fingers probed between my labia, slathering around in the wetness and rubbing my clit furiously.
“Fuck me, Shawn!” I begged him.
With his left hand, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head backward. With the other, he tugged frantically at his zipper, fumbling anxiously until he managed to unleash the beast.
I could feel the head pushing hard against my opening. It inched forward, burying about half the head inside me. His hips thrust forward, trying to wiggle its way inside.
“God damn, you’re tight!” Shawn muttered.
He reached down and grasped his cock, using his hand to try to push it inside me. However, the resistance he met was intense. My hymen simply would not budge.
“Do it, Shawn,” I urged him. “Just do it!”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he complained.
“I don’t care! Rip me apart! Fuck me hard!” I hissed at him.
His eyes met mine, searching for an objection. He paused, waiting for me to change my mind. Then he wrapped his arms around my body and shoved with all his might. I gasped aloud as the wind was sucked from my lungs. Pain sizzled through my pussy, shooting through me light an electric shock. It burned intensely, and I had to choke back a sob as tears began to sting my eyes.
By this time, Shawn no longer cared about my comfort. His cock was enveloped inside my savagely tight cunt. It was gripping him like a vice, and he was thrusting slowly in and out, enjoying the sensation.
I bit my lip and clamped my eyelids together, but the tears squeezed out and slid down my cheeks. I could feel my face burning with redness, and I held my breath to keep from shrieking. My fingernails dug into his back.
His cock plunged in and out of me faster now. I could feel the head slamming hard against my cervix, and I grunted with each thrust. His balls began to slap hard against my ass, and she sound was exhilarating! The pain began to subside, and it was soon replaced by intense pleasure.
“Oh, Shawn!” I moaned softly. “Fuck me harder!”
I didn’t have to ask him twice. He grabbed my legs and pushed them up toward my head. I grabbed my ankles and pulled them down beside my head, and he spread my thighs open with his hands and began to plunge deeper inside me. He was assaulting my cunt rapidly, banging me harder and faster. He placed his thumb against my clit and began to rub it in tiny circles.
“Ohhhh, God,” I groaned, biting my lip. “Tear me up, Shawn! Fuck me!”
His cock began to slide in and out of me so quickly I barely had time to gasp between thrusts. It pounded me relentlessly, the head slamming so hard against my cervix I was certain it would be bruised. It felt incredible! He rubbed my clit faster with his thumb, and I began to feel the intense warmth and tightness building just below my clit. I knew I was nearing orgasm.
“I’m gonna cum, Shawn!” I gasped.
Shawn’s thumb moved side to side now, wiggling my clit back and forth. The warmth began to radiate out from my clit toward my cunt and up through the rest of my body. My pussy pulsed rhythmically around his shaft, and my inner thighs began to tremble. I purred a light, high-pitched moan as my entire body was overcome with a massive orgasm.
He began to groan loudly, thrusting erratically. I could feel his cock beginning to twitch inside me, and he shot his load into me, spurting over and over. I could feel each pulse as his cock emptied inside my quivering pussy.
Finally, he collapsed on top of me, heaving and sweating. Neither of us could speak, and we fought desperately to catch our breaths.
“Wow,” I finally whispered.
“Yeah, wow,” he agreed, kissing me lightly on the lips.
When he’d finally gathered up a little strength, he stood up.
“Oh, shit,” he muttered, looking down at me.
“What?” I asked, peering down in the direction he was looking.
It was then that I noticed blood everywhere. It was dripping in a red streak down his leg. It covered my entire crotch area. And it was smeared all over the light blue sofa.
“Shit!” I gasped.
“What are we gonna do?” he asked, clearly panicking.
“Don’t freak out, Shawn,” I said. “I’ll try to clean it up. If anyone asks, I’ll just tell them I fell asleep on the couch and got my period.”
“Brad’s gonna fucking kill me,” he moaned.
“No, he’s not. Because he’s not going to find out,” I reminded him. “Look, just get Brad’s wallet and get back to the restaurant. He’s going to be pissed at you for taking so long.”
“Yeah, alright,” he agreed, fumbling to zip up his pants.
He found Brad’s wallet and started to leave. Then he turned around and came back over to me and grabbed me, planting a long, sweet kiss on my lips. I swooned.
“See ya,” he told me.
“See ya,” I called after him, watching him until the front door closed behind him.
My legs were still trembling so much I could hardly stand, but I rushed to try to clean the couch. The upholstery cleaner did little but spread the stain. I cursed, but there was nothing I could do. I gathered up my clothes and went to bed.
Chapter Two
The next morning at breakfast, my mother asked me about the stain. I nearly choked on my orange juice.
“Oh, yeah. I fell asleep on the couch last night and started my period,” I lied. “I tried to clean it up, but it wouldn’t come out. I’m sorry.”
Mom eyed me skeptically, but then she softened.
“It’s okay, honey,” she said. “Not your fault. I’ll have to call someone in to clean it.”
“Yeah, sorry,” I apologized again.
“Don’t worry about it,” Mom said.
After breakfast, I dressed up in my favorite white dress. It’s a sheer thing, and you can see my panties through it. If I don’t wear a bra, my nipples practically poke through the fabric. I was hoping to see Shawn again.
“Mom!” I heard Brad call in the hallway as I was getting ready. “Have you seen my gray t-shirt?”
“I washed it. It’s in the drier,” she called back. “Are you going out again tonight?”
“Yeah, I have another date with Amy,” he answered.
“What about Shawn? Is he still seeing that… what was her name? Nancy?”
“Naomi,” Shawn said. “No, they broke up.”
“Shame,” Mom said. “She seemed nice.”
“I don’t think Shawn likes nice girls,” Brad commented.
“Shawn!” my mother scolded him, and then they both laughed.
I chuckled. I knew Brad was right. Shawn didn’t like nice girls. He like naughty girls. And naughty was exactly the kind of girl I’d be for him.
I picked up my cell phone and dialed Shawn’s number. I’d had it since I was fifteen, in case I ever needed to reach Brad while he was with Shawn. However, this was the first time I’d ever used it.
“Hello?” Shawn answered.
“Shawn?” I asked.
“Yeah, who’s this?” he asked.
“It’s Tammy,” I told him.
“Oh… hi,” he said uncomfortably.
“Do you want to come over tonight?” I asked him. “Brad has a date, and my parents are playing Texas Hold ‘Em at my aunt’s house all night.”
“Uh… I can’t tonight,” he lied. “I have this thing with my sister.”
“Thing?” I asked.
“Yeah, sorry. I can’t really get out of it. I promised her,” he said.
“Hmm. Why don’t I believe you?” I asked him.
“I’m not lying, Tammy,” he said quickly.
“Then you don’t want the blowjob I was going to give you?” I teased him.
“Bl… blowjob?” he asked, his voice breaking slightly.
“Yeah. See, I was all set to give you a blowjob tonight. But if you’re busy…”
“No!” he practically shouted into the phone. “I… well, I think Casey might have
wanted to go out with her friends tonight. I could ask her if I could get out of it.”
“Why don’t you do that?” I said slyly.
“Alright. So if she lets me out of this… thing… what time do you want me to be there?” he asked.
“Brad’s leaving at seven-thirty, and my parents are leaving at eight, so why don’t you be here around eight-thirty?”
“Got it. I’ll be there. I mean… if Casey says it’s okay.”
“You’ll call me if you can’t get out of the… thing?” I asked him.
“Oh, sure. Otherwise, see you at eight-thirty.”
I hung up the phone with a sly smile spreading across my face. That’ll show him, I thought. I wasn’t about to let him lie his way out of fucking me again!
My parents didn’t make it out of the house until about eight-twenty-five, and I was gnawing my nails. I knew Shawn would likely freak out and leave if he saw my parents’ car in the driveway. Fortunately, they left just a few minutes before he showed up. I greeted him at the door.
“Hey, Squirt,” he said, his eyes glued to my nipples, which were hard and poking through the sheer fabric of my dress.
“Hey, you. Come on in,” I said.
I stepped aside and he pushed past me. I closed the door behind him.
“So…” he said.
“So…” I repeated.
His mouth scrunched up as though he wanted to say something, but couldn’t manage to spit it out.
“Well?” I asked him.
“Well what?”
“You look like you want to say something,” I told him.
“Well… I was just wondering if…”
“If what?”
“If you really meant it when you said you wanted to give me a blowjob,” he finally managed to say.
I grinned.
“Of course I meant it,” I told him. “Why don’t you sit down on the couch and I’ll show you.”
He cleared his throat and did as I instructed. I kneeled down between his legs and unzipped his jeans, pulling his cock out and wrapping my hand around it. I quickly took it between my lips, and I marveled at how the flaccid thing began to harden against my tongue. My soft, warm tongue wiggled against it as I sucked it down my throat. It was easy to suck while it was still partially soft, but the harder it got, the more difficult it was to keep it in my mouth.
Soon, it was so large I could barely fit my lips around it. He really was quite large, and I wondered how my virgin pussy had managed to take all of it. I used my hand to pump up and down as my tongue swirled around the head. I’d never given a blowjob before, but I’d watched enough of my dad’s porn flicks to know a bit about how it was done.
“Am I doing okay?” I asked, looking up at him.
He opened his eyes and looked down at me.
“Oh, yeah, baby,” he moaned. “You’re doing great.”
Shawn grabbed my head and shoved me back down on his cock. He began to thrust his hips, fucking my face. I felt his cock start to slide down my throat, and I gagged. I remembered reading instructions on the internet about giving a blowjob. They’d said you had to relax your throat, so that’s what I tried to do. But Shawn was huge, and it did little to help. I continued to gag every time the head slipped down my throat, and soon, tears were rolling down my cheeks.
I tried to pull away to take a breath, but Shawn was insatiable. His hands gripped my head and shoved me back down on it, causing me to gag again. I nearly vomited.
“Ohhh, yeah,” he growled. “Suck it!”
I could hardly breathe, but I was determined to give him the best blowjob of his life. I tried to swirl my tongue around the shaft, flicking at the base whenever my head came back up, and relaxing as much as possible while he shoved it back down my throat.
“I’m going to fucking cum,” he groaned.
Before I could react, I felt his dick begin to throb against my tongue. It pulsated again and again, and I felt the tickle of cum shooting against the back of my throat. It was warm and salty, and I swallowed it greedily. I’d been afraid I would be disgusted by it, but I found I couldn’t get enough. With my hand, I squeezed his shaft, milking out every last drop as he groaned and bucked against me.
“Holy shit,” he said breathlessly. “I never knew you could suck a dick like that!”
“It was my first time,” I admitted.
“What?” he asked, his eyes wide. “No way.”
“It was,” I told him. “I just wanted to be really good for you.”
“You were,” he told me. “You really were.”
I smiled proudly.
“I’m glad,” I said, still beaming.
“And now I’m going to eat you out,” he said.
“Oh, no,” I said. “You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to,” he told me. “Lie down.”
“Are you sure?” I asked him.
“Oh, believe me. I’m sure!” he said eagerly.
I slipped my dress over my head and dropped it on the carpet. Then I wiggled my hips as I slid off my panties and tossed them aside. I stood completely naked in front of him, allowing him to enjoy my body for a moment. Then I sat down on the couch, leaned back, and spread my legs.
Shawn kneeled down in front of me, pushing my legs further apart. He pushed my feet up onto the couch, and I grabbed my knees and held on. With his fingers, he spread my labia apart and stared longingly at my pussy.
“It’s beautiful,” Shawn gushed.
My face turned pink.
He lowered his head, and I could feel my entire pussy starting to quiver with excitement. I’d never been licked before, and I was desperate to see what it felt like. All my friends had been talking about how incredible it was for ages, and now I was finally going to find out for myself!
Shawn’s tongue inched out and slid up my outer labia on one side. He stopped with his nose over the tiny tuft of hair on my pubic mound, and he nuzzled it. Then his tongue ran slowly back down my labia on the other side. He was teasing me terribly. I wanted to feel his tongue inside me!
His fingers pulled me apart again, and I felt the tip of his tongue touch my clit very lightly, like a feather brushing against it.
“Ohhh,” I purred lightly.
I felt his tongue trail slowly, gently down to my hole. It hovered lightly over the outside, barely touching me, for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, slowly, it began to penetrate me. His tongue pushed firmly inside me like a tiny cock, and my juices began to spill out around it.
His tongue was now slick and slippery with my juices, and he ran it up and over my clit very softly. My hips began to wiggle in little circles, desperate to feel his tongue against my clit.
Shawn’s lips closed over my clit, and he took it in his mouth and began to suck on it. I could feel the blood rushing into it as it swelled like a tiny penis. The head burst out of its hood, and I could feel the sensitive head against his tongue. I shivered.
His tongue began to trace tiny circles around the head of my clitoris. I felt his middle finger slit inside me, curling upward and pushing against my G-spot. I’d masturbated hundreds of times, perhaps thousands, but nothing had ever felt like this!
I began to moan softly as he massaged my G-spot and his tongue swirled around my clit. He responded to my enthusiasm by fucking me faster with his finger and flicking his tongue more rapidly over my clit.
“Oh, God,” I moaned. “I’m gonna cum soon!”
His tongue pressed flat against my clit, sliding up and down with increased pressure. He slipped another finger inside me, pushing them in and out as they rubbed up against my G-spot.
“Ohhhhh!” I gasped, feeling the pressure mounting underneath my pubic mound.
I could feel a tight, pulsating sensation in my clit. The walls of my pussy began to throb, and ache. Soon, everything spilled over into an intense orgasm. My whole body tingled all over, and my legs began to shake violently. My teeth chattered, and my eyes rolled back into my head.
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sp; “Ahhhh!!!!!” I shouted, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them tightly, my entire body overcome with wave after wave of pure, orgasmic bliss!
Finally, it was over. My orgasm began to subside, and I let my quivering legs drop weakly to the floor.
Shawn grabbed my trembling legs and hoisted them up in the air, holding onto my ankles. He positioned his cock head over my dripping pussy and quickly plunged deep inside me before I could object. He was becoming bolder!
He was fucking me vigorously, pounding my pussy harder and faster than he had the night before. His balls slapped loudly against my ass, and I could hear the wet slurping of his dick slipping in and out of my slick, wet cunt.
His shaft began to rub against my swollen clit, and I could feel another orgasm mounting inside me. My breath escaped my lips in shuddering gasps, and I groaned as my entire body began to tremble.
Shawn grunted repeatedly, biting his lip. His breath became ragged and uneven as he tried to contain his orgasm as long as possible. His face was turning red, and he held his breath in an attempt to stave off his cum.
“I’m cumming!” I gasped, as bliss washed over me once again.
The warmth spread out from my cunt and down my ass, up through my belly, and even managed to reach my breasts. My nipples stiffened again as chills covered my skin.
His thrusting became wild and erratic, and I could feel his dick throbbing angrily inside me as he blew his load up against my cervix. He grunted and groaned as he squirted again and again, blasting cum deep inside me.
I sat up and threw my arms around him, shoving my tongue into his mouth and kissing him passionately. I could still feel him pulsing lightly inside me.
“Don’t you ever stop fucking me,” I warned him.
“Never,” he promised.
“I mean it, Shawn,” I told him firmly. “Never!”
“Give me ten minutes and we’ll go again,” he said.
From then on, Shawn and I were practically inseparable. We finally told Brad about our relationship, and he was surprisingly okay with it. I don’t know if Shawn and I will be together forever, but we sure are having a great time while it lasts!
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