Dirty Hands (After Dark Taboo)

Chapter 5

5

IVAN

I stared into her eyes and leaned in, breathing in deeply, my nostrils flaring. Fuck, I was so damn hard, my cock throbbing from the blow job and then the chase.

“What’s your name?” I growled. Demanded.

She pursed her lips and shook her head.

I bared my teeth, showing her with just my eyes and expression she better fucking obey.

“M-Melanie.”

I placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed her down. Melanie stared at me with wide, teary eyes, her long, blonde hair a wild, tangled mess around her face. The moon cut through the trees above, and I leaned back slightly to look at her body. She wore a little, white tank and some cut-off shorts. Her legs were long, and I bet her pussy was fucking beautiful.

She could pretend she was afraid, and I’m sure she was, but I smelled her pretty, drenched cunt. I’d seen the way her pupils dilated, heard her rapid breathes when she looked at my enormous cock.

She licked her pink, swollen lips, and I couldn’t stop myself from running my thumb over her mouth, pulling her bottom lip down and letting it snap back in place. Tears streamed down Melanie’s cheeks as she stared up at me.

My cock was so fucking hard it ached. My balls were full and drawn up, ready to fill every hole she possessed.

I reached down, gripped the thin straps of her tank, and tore the fabric from her body in one forceful pull. Her tits were covered by a thin cotton bra, but I got rid of that shit, too. Her little, perfect tits popped free, and her crying intensified.

“Pretty girl.” I palmed one of her breasts. “That’s better,” I murmured. “Such a good girl.”

I unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling out my throbbing cock. Her eyes were so wide as she lowered her gaze to where it bobbed in front of her gorgeous, tear-streaked face.

I reached down and groped myself, and in that moment, her fear became almost tangible. I saw it, smelled it… tasted it in the air. Melanie tried to fight me, slapping my legs, screaming as loud as she could.

She tried to make a run for it, but I was ready.

“You’re insane. You’re a perverted monster,” Melanie whispered, but I heard the anger in her voice.

Adrenaline and excitement pumped through my veins, claiming me so I needed to dominate and control Melanie in all the ways that turned me the fuck on and got me off.

I tangled my hand in her hair, and I inhaled deeply with pleasure when she cried out and her lips parted, letting the sound escape. I yanked her head back, and she gasped. When I bent down, I dragged my tongue up the side of her face, licking her tears.

She sobbed, and I groaned, my cock jerking, pre-cum leaking out the tip. “Keep crying for me, sweet girl.”

I pulled her head back and made her look at my bobbing erection. “You see what you do to me?” Her soft whimpering made my balls ache. “Take your shorts and panties off.”

“No. Fuck you,” she snarled, and I grinned.

I used my hold on her hair and forced her to stand, and while I stared into her eyes, I ripped her shorts and panties off.

“You sick bastard.”

Yeah. I sure as fuck was.

I brought her panties to my nose and inhaled. “You smell incredible, but more than that,” I said and showed her the material, crotch outward, “your panties are wet because you’re turned on.”

I needed to fuck her right here on the dirty, hard forest ground until I was buried deep in her cunt, and my balls were pressed to her little ass.

“Why me?” she whispered, but there was fire spitting out of her eyes and aimed right at me. If she had her way, Melanie would have cut my cock and balls off. In one swift move, I had us both on the ground with me on top of her, her legs forced open, and her teeth bared as she cursed me out and slapped at my face.

“Relax. This’ll be good.”

I was big and strong, and she was so small and three times younger than me. Melanie was no match for my disgusting need. I leaned back and looked at her cunt, my mouth watering when I saw her pussy, a dark blonde landing strip of hair right down the center.

She tried to close her legs, but I growled, “Keep these pretty legs open for me, my gorgeous whore.”

I leaned forward and gently brushed my fingers over her cunt before bringing my hand back and slapping her tight, little pussy. She cried out, and I swatted her cunt again.

The pussy spanks weren’t gentle. I wanted them to hurt.

I was consumed by my insatiable need for Melanie. My body leaned into her as my hands glided over her soft skin, feeling my way up and down her flat belly and perfect tits. I smoothed my fingers over her puffy pussy lips.

I could hear her whimpering, but everything faded in the background as my own selfish need took control.

I shifted up her body, using my weight to keep her pinned down. Gripping her jaw, I forced her mouth open and shoved my cock into her mouth. I hummed as I face-fucked her. After only a few seconds of me fucking her face, saliva dripped out the corners of her mouth. She sawed her legs on the ground, clearly having trouble keeping up with my intense thrusting.

I wanted to come so fucking badly, but I’d blow my wad deep in her tiny cunt. After sevrl more thrusts, I forced myself to pull out of her mouth.

“Want me to lick this pussy? Make you cry harder because you get off and fucking hate yourself because it feels so good?” It was a question, but I didn’t expect her to answer.

With my cock out of her mouth, I grabbed her wrists with one hand and held her down as I shifted lower until my shoulders kept her legs open and my face hovered right over her bared pussy lips.

I brushed the tip of my nose along her sweet, soaked snatch. “Little girl. Mmm, you smell so good. I bet you taste sweeter,” I growled against her drenched slit. I slid my other hand up her inner thigh, dragging my blunt nails into her flesh until I knew it slightly hurt and she mewled.

“Gonna suck and eat out this little twat now, little girl. And you’re gonna come for me like the dirty, beautiful whore you are.”