by Madison Faye
She moaned, the sound so fucking sweet and so fuck primary sexy at the same time. I groaned as I felt her reach for my cock again, her fingers sliding over the velvety skin. “Please, Mr. Harding?” She whispered, her eyes pleading with me as her small fingers slid up and down over my pulsing shaft. She pulled me closer, pressing it against her tight, virgin teen pussy. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered.
My hesitance cracked as the head of my cock slipped against those soft lips, and I groaned. “Are you sure?” my voice was like gravel as I tried to hold back; tried to hold back from shover her arms over her head, throwing her legs over my shoulder, and fucking her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk straight. “Chelsea, I don't think you know what you're do-”
“I want this, Mr. Harding. I've always wanted this with you; for you to be my first,” she husked at me, her voice thick with adult lust and her eyes begging. “Please.”
And just like that, my hesitation crumbled completely. My mouth crashed against hers, and she moaned as she started to eagerly pull my cock against her.
Suddenly, I broke away, my mouth kissing down her neck and over her breasts. My cock slipped from her hand as I moved further down, and looked up as she gasped to see hesitance in her face. “Mr. Harding, where are you-"
"Shhh, honey; lie back. I'm going to make you feel good."
It suddenly hit me just how innocent this girl was. Not only had no other man ever been inside that sweet little cunt I was inching towards, but it seemed no one had ever even done this to her. How in the world had no one ever managed to taste the sweet young honey I could already smell between this sexy fucking girl’s incredible legs?
She gasped and threw her head back as my tongue slid wetly against those pink lips, and she cried out as my tongue dragged up through her slit and curled around her throbbing clit. My finger pressed back against her opening and slid inside as I wrapped my lips around her clit and gently tongued it. It was like a fast track to a climax, and I could already feel her young body clenching and seizing as experienced tongue and fingers quickly and gently coaxed her towards that climax.
Her first, at the hands of a man.
With a loud moan and a cry, she came hard against my face, her hands in my hair as her sweet juices flowed out of her and coated my chin. I kept tonguing her clit and fingering her tight channel right through her climax, keeping her floating like that as she whimpered and moaned and made these cute little mewling sounds.
When I pulled away and sat back, she suddenly jumped on me. Yanking the rest of her bikini top from her body, and pushing me back, she jumped into my lap and kissed me hungrily. I knew she could taste the sticky sweetness of her own pussy on my lips, and when she hungrily sucked my bottom one into her mouth, licking at her taste there, I could feel my cock surge between us.
I could feel my throbbing cock pulsing hot between our bodies as I ground myself against her, feeling her hands clutching at my back as she kissed me.
She reached down between us, raising up slightly, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I looked down and watched her face tense as the head eased against her opening, like she was having a momentary feeling of panic wondering how in the world I was going to fit something that big inside her tight young pussy. “I’m gonna go slow, baby,” I growled, wondering as my cock slipped through her sweet folds how in the fuck I was going to hold up to that promise. All I wanted to do was shove balls deep in side of her and pound her sweet cunt like I wanted to until my cum ran down her thighs. But of course, I wasn’t going to do that.
Not this time, at least.
She gasped as she pulled me in, feeling my fat head part her tender lips. I groaned and pushed up as she slowly sank down, sliding the fat head of my cock through her wet lips to slide inside. Her jaw went slack as I felt myself press up against something - her hymen, and she whimpered as she slowed for a second.
“Honey, we don’t have to-”
I roared as she suddenly shoved herself down on me, my cock pushing through her thin virgin cherry and plunging deep inside of her. She threw her head back in a silent scream, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I stretched her open for the very first time. She whimpered hungrily as my thick girth pressed against her walls, my cock hard and pulsing and stretch her hot, quivering little pussy as she clutched at me.
With a low growl, I thrust his hips forward and buried myself thickly and to the hilt in her hot, milking channel. She cried out, loudly then, her moans filling the living room as I filled her entirely. She was impossibly tight beyond my wildest dreams. Nothing could have prepared me for how fucking tight, and how dripping wet and clenching that barely legal pussy was. Feel her stretch around me, and knowing I was the first man to take her there had my cock throbbing deep inside of her. It was somehow even better than I could have ever imagined, and somehow right then, knowing that I was her first had my clenching my teeth fighting to keep from emptying my cum into her right there.
We started to rock like that; slowly at first, and then faster as her moaning little cries filled the room and her tight little body writhed and bucked on top of me.
“I can't stop thinking about it!!” She panted out, moaning now at my thrusts, at my hands clutching her tight little ass as I started to shove my cock up deep inside her again and again. “It as so hot to watch you like that! I played with my pussy that night again you know, and a lot of times after, thinking about it.” She whimpered as I shoved in deep. “Oh God, Mr. Harding, I’ve thought about you so many times while I played with my little pussy!”
I grunted through flaring nostrils as my hands gripped her slender waist and her tight little ass as I bounced her up and down on my cock, making her cry out in pleasure. There was something so fucking filthy, so fucking wrong about her calling me “Mr. Harding” like that; just reinforcing the utterly taboo age difference between us. I grunted as my mouth hungrily sucked at her soft pink nipples atop her small breasts as she rode me up and down with deep strokes.
"You were a bad little girl, Chelsea." My voice was deeper than normal, tapping into something primal, something harder within. I could feel her shiver at my words as she started to buck up and down on my big dick faster and harder. “You were very naughty to have watched like that, and to have played with your pussy like that for such an older man.”
“Yes! I was so bad to have watched you!” She was moaning loudly now, my eyes closed as she chewed at her lower lip and rode my pole up and down. Fuck me; the little innocent way she was apologizing for being “naughty” and still calling me “Mr.” had me grinding my teeth as I fought to hang on a little longer; wanting to draw this fantasy-come-to-life out as long as possible.
"I watched you fucking Mrs. Harding, bent over that lawn chair!"
I froze as she blurted the words out, the breath leaving my chest as my eyes jerked up to hers. “What?”
She was panting, her eyes wild as she chewed her lip again. “Last summer, before I went to school.” I groaned as I felt her tight cunt squeeze down on me, rippling up and down my shaft and milking me.
“I watched the two of you outside, in your back yard.”
Holy shit; I could remember that night. She’d seen that? Fuck.
I started to open my mouth, looking for the words to make sure she knew I was way over Lenore, or anything like that, when she dropped the bomb.
“I watched you fuck her from behind like, Mr. Harding, and I wished it was me.” I could feel my cock surge inside of her as she looked at me, like fucking pure innocent and raw sexuality all rolled into one unbelievably fuckable package. “I wished it was me so many times after that!” Her pussy clenched at my dick as she slowly started to slide her hips up and down on me. “I wanted it to be me you had bent over like that, at your mercy while you fucked me bare like that. And Mr. Harding?” her cheeks went bright red as her breath caught in her chest for a second. “I wanted it to be me you were fucking a baby into.”
And that’s when the beast i
nside roared and took over completely.
She gasped as I pulled her off of my dick, spun her around, and pushed her down on the couch. She, moaned, knowing exactly what I was going to do; her body shivering in anticipation.
"Like this?' I growled, easing the big head of my cock against her tight lips from behind. My hands grasped her tight little ass, pulling and spreading her wide for me as I pushed her against the couch. She cried out as I slid my thick shaft home into her tight channel.
"Yessss!" She cried out, feeling my hips push up tight against hers as I buried every single inch of myself inside.
"Yes, take me, Mr. Harding! Make me yours!"
I was grunting and growling then, burying myself to the hilt on every thrust as I filled her, stretching her open deliciously on my cock. I could feel myself starting to let go, the slick, tight heat of her pussy quickly taking away the last of my self control, creeping at the edges of my sanity as I felt myself falling. I roared outlaid as the feeling began to overtake me, riding that wave as fucked my young neighbors barely legal pussy with wild abandon.
"Oh fuck!” I growled. “Chelsea, honey, I'm going to come soon baby!"
I could feel her pussy clench up tight as she moaned, and I knew she was close. The rational part of me - that part now buried somewhere deep inside - managed to shout something about “pulling out” into my head. And I knew I should listen to it. Here I was balls deep in this fertile little sex kitten, barely clinging to the edge as I fought the urge to come. I was bare inside of her, and I had a feeling there was no way a girl this inexperienced was on any sort of birth control.
But God help me, I wanted to. Right then, it wasn’t just enough that I’d taken her virginity; I wanted to claim her entirely. I wanted to pump every drop of my seed into her fertile young body until it ran down her legs.
Suddenly, my pulse jumped up into my throat as I heard the unmistakable sound of a car slowly pulling into our driveway! We both gasped, and I whirled my head to see her fucking parents car out through the gap in the living room curtains! They were stopped just at the end of her driveway, getting mail out of the mailbox.
Holy fucking shit.
I started to pull away, when suddenly, I felt her clench tight around my cock, her hand coming back to grab mine. "No! Wait! Come inside me, Mr. Harding! Keep fucking me!"
My eyes went wide as I whirled back to her. I could feel my big cock surge inside of her. "Chelsea! Your fucking parents!” In spite of my words though, I was already grinding my cock deep into her tight slit again, feeling her moan around me.
"Fuck me, Mr. Harding! Fuck me quick and fill me with your cum! Please!"
She pressed her ass back against me, and with a groan, I felt the last of me willpower drop. I grabbed her slender young hips and started to just pound that little pussy raw.
Chelsea went to pieces around me, biting the sofa cushion in front of her as she wailed while my cock plowed into her again and again. She brought her hand back to her clit, rubbing herself in rapid strokes, and I could feel her slender fingers touching the place where her lips were stretched tight around my thick cock.
"Oh FUCK, Chelsea!" I could feel my cock begin to swell up even bigger, pulsing so deep in her young, innocent pussy.
"Oh yes! God, they're getting back in the car! Fuck me, Mr. Harding! Fuck my tight nineteen year old pussy! Fuck me and fill me with your cuuummm!"
And just like that, with a roar, I let go. My cock throbbed and twitched inside of her, and then it was like white light pouring through me. I could feel her shatter around me, her orgasm ripping through her a my hot cum spurted thickly against her fertile young womb. Her pussy spammed around me, milking me for every drop as I roared and pumped the biggest load I’d ever had deep into her perfect young body.
There was the sound of an engine turning off as her parents parked the car at the side of the house. I swore as I jumped up, withdrawing from her pussy and leaving a sticky trail of my cum tinged with a little bit of her virgin blood across her pussy and her thigh. Giggling, she jumped up from the couch, cupping her pussy with her hand to keep my cum from dripping out. She grabbed her white bathing suit bottoms, and used them to clean herself between her legs as I yanked on my shorts. She spun around suddenly and quickly kissed me. “Thank you,” She whispered, grinning from ear to ear as she pressed something into my hands. “These are for you.”
Her bathing suit bottoms. Her lily white bathing suit bottoms streaked with my cum and her virgin blood, like some sort of token of my taking her. I grabbed her naked ass with my hand, pulling her close for a hard, searing kiss, before I dashed from the room towards the back door, just as her parents came around to the front of the house.
I could hear the pounding of footsteps and giggles of Chelsea, running up the stairs to her room as I dashed out the back door.
I barely got the lawnmower started again, and then at that point, I just stood in one place, feeling my pulse race inside my chest and my cock still throbbing rock hard inside my shorts.
Holy fuck, I’d just deflowered my buddy’s barely legal teenaged daughter on his fucking couch. Moreno, I’d filled her fertile young body with probably the biggest load of cum of my life. There was a moment of uncertainty then, as I shut off the mower and headed inside to grab a beer. Inside, I yanked the bikini bottoms out of my pocket and stared at them, still warm from her body; still streaked with our joining.
Jesus Christ, she was the best thing I’d ever felt. In my years in the Navy, in my years with football, in my years of women before Lenore, I’d never felt anything close to how perfect she felt stretched like a glove around me.
And right then, I shoved the rest of that bullshit aside. She was a drug, and I was fucking addicted.
Chelsea was home for another ten days of her school break, and suddenly, I knew just how I wanted to fill them.
Well, at least what I wanted to fill during them.
Chapter 11:
Chelsea
I know now that there’s only one day ever in your life when you wake up with that feeling you have the first day after you lose your virginity. I don’t mean to make it sound sappy or overly poetic or anything like that, but there’s a certain just new way you see things that first morning.
I suppose part of that new feeling was that I’d lost mine the previous day to Mr. Harding from next door, and that we’d come together just as my parents had arrived home! Of course, the naughtiness of it all wasn't just that he was more than twice my age, or that he was my dad’s best friend, or even that he'd taken me for the very first time right there on my parent's couch. No, what gave the whole thing an even more forbidden edge to it all was the fact that Mr. Harding had come right inside of me. In fact, I'd actually begged him to! Entering my tight, virgin slit for the first time unprotected was one thing, but feeling his hot, potent seed fill me up had been one of the hottest things I'd ever experienced in my life!
I'd always had a crush on the hunky older guy next door; I mean, who wouldn't? Mr. Harding was devastatingly good looking, was funny and kind, and where my dad had I guess sort of let himself go in the years since he and Jake played football together at school, Mr. Harding had certainly not. I couldn't remember the number of times I'd shyly watched him from my bedroom window when I was younger, gazing at his muscled torso as he'd mowed the lawn shirtless in the Florida heat.
*****
As I went about my day - my first day not as a virgin - I kept grinning privately to myself about what had happened the day before. I walked through the living room more times that I could count, blushing just looking at the couch where Mr. Harding had finally given in to the heat I knew we both felt and kissed me back when I'd pressed my lips to his. I felt a tingle in between my legs, thinking about how he'd roared as he came, his thick cum squirting into my fertile young body and filling me to the brim just as my parents had pulled back in to our driveway.
I dwelled on that for another second as I stood daydreaming in the living room. Part of
my whole fantasy with Jake was him filling me up unprotected, just like I'd watched him do to his ex-wife all those months before in his backyard. I hadn't really thought further than the pure fantasy the day before after I'd had Mr. Harding come inside of me, but suddenly the reality of that hit me, sending an erotic little shiver through my body; could I actually be pregnant right now? I mean I wasn’t on any sort of pill or anything, and plenty of people got pregnant their first time.