He sat back on the chair, relaxed and looked into the distance.
“Are you tired, George?”
“No, no. I’m just letting the alcohol do its thing.”
I scooted my chair besides him, and played with the tiny hairs on his arm. I felt a sense of comfort with George. Even though I just met him, I felt a really strong connection with him and I couldn’t see anyone else taking his place. He made me feel special, like I was worth something in the world. A feeling no other man has ever given me. I’ve never seduced anyone before but dammit, now was the perfect time to try.
Maybe it’s because he saved me, or maybe it’s because he offered me some juice, or maybe it was something else. He had a fatherly figure to him but I could also tell he’d be a great lover. He made sure to protect me even though we didn’t know each other and I really appreciated all he has done for me.
I wonder if it’s possible to repay him back somehow. Maybe I can do sexual things to him. But would that be wrong? I mean, we just met, he just moved in and I barely knew him — but he did save me…
The alcohol began to blur my vision but I was still completely conscious of everything going on. I must be what they call a ‘lightweight’.
College parties were full of drinks and other drugs but I never got involved with any of that. I used to go to these parties because my roommate would drag me to them. Guys hit on me a lot but I was never interested.
I wonder if I could use some of their tactics on George.
I moved my hand onto his kneecap and slid it upwards near his inner thigh. He didn’t seem to stop me.
“George,” I said as I looked up at him. “I’m sorry for being such a weak girl. You’re too nice to me, you know that?”
“I know,” he said with a smirk. “I’m just looking out for my neighbors.”
“But George,” I said moving his hand onto my thighs. “You need to punish me or I’ll never learn.”
He looked at me with confusion. He was reluctant at first, but he was willing to hear me out. “What do you suppose I do?”
“Well,” I moved his hand slowly up my skirt. “Show me what would have happened if you didn’t come save me.”
I placed his hand right under my pink panties. It was already wet down there and I know he could feel it on his fingers.
“A-are you sure about this, Mandy?”
“Please, George. I want to know so that I’ll be able to protect myself if anything like that ever happens again.”
“Well, if you put it that way…,” he said.
He stood and I held onto him while hugging his shoulders. I was like a koala and he was a large tree. I softly kissed his neck once before he slammed me down onto a nearby couch. He pushed the boxes off the seats with one quick swoop and a loud crash followed. His huge, strong body was on top of me now and he was looking down deep into my eyes.
He smelled amazing for someone who was out unpacking all day. It smelled like a mix of sweat and deodorant, but not the nasty burrito-type sweat. No, it was more like, the scent of the sun hitting his skin too long. Masculine and tolerable.
I felt no fear, no shame, and no guilt. All I could think about was George’s hard body lying above mine.
Every inch of his body, from his vascular forearms to his sexy hips rubbed against mine and I was lost in his touch.
He slid his hand slowly up my thigh and I pulled him close to kiss his neck. His touch was mesmerizing; I really couldn’t believe George was on top of me. This was going to be my first time but he didn’t know that. I wondered if he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I’ve wanted him since the day I laid my eyes on him.
I noticed the way he looked at me now, it was different from before. It wasn’t the kind of look meant for a young teenager, it was the type of look that said get on your knees and take it in.
Of course, this was all coming to me as a surprise. I tried to flirt with him by doing small things like bending over in front of him when I went to get the mail. I loved exposing myself to shock him with the hopes of turning him on, and it’s clear now that it worked.
George began kissing my neck and moved his way up to nibble on my ear.
“Oh, George, that feels so good.”
He traced his tongue around my ear and slowly moved his head down, softly kissing every inch of my neck.
“How’s that feel, beautiful?” he asked.
“Amazing.”
He lifted his torso and I grabbed at the top of his shirt, ripping it right off of his body.
His sexy six-pack abs and full chest drove me wild. I placed my palm on the top of his chest and slowly slid it down south towards his hard, slippery body.
I tugged on his shorts and let it go with a snap.
He grabbed my wrists and put them above my head flat against the couch.
“This is where I came in, right?”
My body felt hot, every word he said sent shivers down my spine. No way in hell Bill could make me feel this way.
“Yes, George,” I said with a breathy voice. “What would have happened next?”
He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it straight off, exposing my small breasts.
“No bra, huh?”
“It was too hot today,” I said.
He bent over and began sucking on my nipples. He made slurping noises while constraining both of my hands.
He made careful effort to please both of my breasts, rubbing each with one hand while keeping my hands locked with the other.
After a moment, he got up.
“Things wouldn’t have been good after this,” he said while wiping the sweat off his face.
I sat up and pulled on his shorts, pulling him closer to me. The boxes on the floor slid across the room after he bumped into them.
I looked up at George and smiled as I slowly pulled his shorts down to his ankles.
The sight of his privates made me hot and nervous. I wasn’t sure if I could fit it in my mouth and I don’t know if it could fit inside of my untouched hole.
“Can I, George?”
“Do you want to?”
I nodded spontaneously.
“Okay, but this has to be our little secret.”
“Of course, George! My mouth is sealed.” But not for long.
I grabbed his semi-erect penis. I’ve seen diagrams of these before in class, but this was the first time I saw one up close. The first time I’ve ever held one. My mind started thinking dirty thoughts and I felt my innocence slip away. My panties were drenched now and I had no control of my fingers as they rubbed the outside of my panties.
I opened my mouth and began sucking on his cock with my other hand stroking it gently. It grew quickly in my palm and I could barely grasp the girth of it.
“No teeth,” he said.
I mumbled an okay and slid my mouth back and fourth, pausing only to look up at George’s closed eyes to see if I was doing it right.
“It feels good, beautiful. Don’t stop.”
I swirled my tongue around and sucked on it like a popsicle on a hot, summer afternoon.
I reached into my panties and slid the tip of my finger into my hole. I was drenched and it wasn’t going to be dry any time soon.
I used my other hand to grip the base of his shaft and began stroking. He grew even larger when I did that.
“Get up,” he commanded. “Let me show you how this stuff would have went down.”
I stood immediately and wiped my fingers against my dress. “Okay, show me, George.”
He turned me around and I put my knees onto the couch. He pushed my upper back down onto the couch and bent me over, then pulled my wet panties off to my knees.
He lifted my skirt and bent down. I could feel his warm breath inches away from my wet pussy. He traced his tongue around my inner thighs for a moment. I could feel my pulse increase with anticipation. No one has ever touched me there before and I was craving it more than anything in the world.
When his tongue made contact wi
th my slit, I lost it. My eyes shot open and immediately closed. The sensation felt so amazing, I almost lost balance and used the couch for leverage.
He slid his tongue all around, up and down my wet slit. Then he moved to my opening and slipped his tongue in and out of my tiny hole.
“Be gentle, George,” I said. I knew what was coming next and I wanted to prepare myself. George would be my first and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
He slid one finger in and it surprised me. I felt my walls slowly open as he made long, slow strokes in and out while licking my clit. It hurt for a second, but only one second. After that, it was full-on pleasure. It was like feeling the best feeling I’ve ever felt, but multiplied by a million.
He slid in another finger and I felt myself widen with his touch. I worried about blood but everything seemed fine. I was too turned on and willing, I wanted him to pop my cherry.
George got up and positioned his hard, saliva-drenched cock on the outside of my hole.
“Are you ready?”
I held onto the couch tightly and nodded my head.
He was gentle as he made his way in. Slow and steady, in short strokes in and out.
I felt my walls tear and it stung at first, but my eyes rolled back and I finally knew how amazing it all felt.
Each pump into me went deeper and deeper. I grasped for air because I forgot to breathe. It felt so good going in and out of my pussy.
George grabbed my ass cheeks and with one quick move, he pushed himself all the way in, slamming his hips against my behind.
I screamed in pleasure as his huge cock filled my tiny pussy.
“Oh my god, that feels so good.”
He slid in and out harder and faster and it was deep. I was on the verge of passing out from too much pleasure but I managed to stay conscious.
“Punish me, I’ve been a bad girl, George.”
He smacked my ass and the sting of it sent a jolt up my spine. It felt amazing and I loved it. I never thought I’d be into spanking, but here I was, loving it. He spanked me multiple times until my butt cheeks were red with his palm indented into it.
“You want me to really punish you, beautiful?”
“Yes!” I screamed. “Punish me hard, George. Teach me a lesson I’ll never forget.”
I felt his saliva as it slowly landed on my asshole. With his thumb, he pressed it against my hole and slowly rubbed the area in soft, circular motions while continuing to fuck the living hell out of my pussy.
I bit my lip and my body felt hotter than ever. I gasped as his thumb made its way inside of my asshole. It slid right in and I could feel my ass throbbing around his thumb. It felt like my asshole was squeezing and relaxing over and over, uncertain of what to do.
“I’m going to punish you hard,” he said. “Hold your cheeks open for me.”
I reached behind while resting my torso against the couch. I spread my cheeks apart for him and he smacked my asshole with his hard, wet dick multiple times. I tried my best to relax as he began to push himself in.
I took in the very tip first and I had to reach back to control how fast he was going. It didn’t hurt but I felt nervous since that hole was usually an exit. Every second that passed made me accept it more and more until it started to feel natural and hot.
“Does it feel good, beautiful?” he asked.
“Oh my god, it feels amazing.”
He reached around underneath me and rubbed my clit. The sensation made me tense up, squeezing the tip of his hard cock with my asshole, and then I relaxed a little.
He pushed in even further and I yelped. It felt so good, like a soothing burn. Inch by inch, he made his way inside while rubbing my pussy.
Once he got all the way in, he grabbed my wrists and held them above my ass while he pumped in and out slowly.
I don’t know what came over me but I felt like I needed to prove myself. I wanted him to be rougher. “It feels so good, George. Give it to me harder.”
His thrusts slammed harder and harder into my asshole. I had no control of my body and I loved it. I could feel pressure from within and I knew I was ready to climax.
He slapped my ass hard while still holding onto my wrists and began pumping into me really fast. That’s when I lost it. My body went limp and I began to spasm uncontrollably.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head and he continued fucking me like the strong, sexy man he was. Each time he slid inside, I felt the blood rush to my head. I couldn’t believe how amazing it all felt.
“I’m going to cum inside of your asshole,” he told me.
I couldn’t speak, everything just felt too amazing so I tried my best to nod as I bent over the couch. My head didn’t even feel connected to my body, and my hair was flying all over the place. I could feel all the sweat dripping down my forehead and some from George’s body landing on top of my back.
“I’m coming!” George yelled.
“Me too!” I moaned back.
I felt his hard dick grow even larger inside of my asshole. I let out a loud scream as he filled my insides with his hot, white cum. He bent over and I could feel his breath against my back.
He moved my hair to the side and began kissing my neck as he let out the last few drops inside of me. I must have came again because I could feel the wetness sliding down my inner thighs. He was still rubbing my clit in circular motions and I had absolutely no control of my own body’s reactions.
As he slid out, his warm cum followed, dripping all over the ground and the couch. Some of it landed on my ankles.
I flopped down trying to catch my breath and George sat next to me. We cuddled in a warm embrace and for the first time in my life, I felt complete. Like I was finally a real woman, and this is what was worth living for.
“Thank you, George,” I said as I dug my head into his strong arms.
“Did you learn your lesson?”
I nodded. “You’ve taught me well,” I said.
I learned that if there was any person in this world I could trust, it was George. He was the only man who could ever make me feel this good. Fuck all the other guys, George was the man I wanted and I was so glad he lived across the street.
“Can I help you unpack tomorrow?”
“Yeah, sure. There are a few areas that need to be filled with boxes.”
“Perfect. I guess we can fill in the gaps tomorrow.”
I wouldn’t have gotten this far if it weren’t for what happened earlier. Seems like Bill was good for something after all.
End
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