Zach
Everything fell away when she removed her clothes. The past all collided with the present. This wasn’t just some girl that I wanted to fuck. This was Amber. Biddable, gullible Amber. The girl who was staring at my cock as if her next breath depended on receiving this gift.
“Merry Christmas, Amber,” I said, moving over her. “A late present from me.”
She shook her head. I didn’t care as I settled on top of her warm body.
The single bed wasn’t an issue. It was perfect, because there was no escape for her. Her breasts sat heavy and high, but that only accentuated her narrow waist, which flared into curved hips. A slight paunch over her belly made my mouth water.
Her hand moved beneath the pillow, and she pulled out a foiled package. I plucked it from her fingers and tossed it on the nightstand.
“Mm. Look at you, all grown up,” I murmured, glancing down at her perky tits.
I pushed them together and inhaled her soft floral scent. Her nipples were plump, a slightly darker flesh colour. I tightened my grip until she gasped.
She’d feel me everywhere tomorrow.
When she walked through the festively decorated home tomorrow, she’d remember what I took. When she faced Luke, she’d remember whose cock she took.
I stared at her as my mouth closed around her nipple. Her eyes fluttered shut, lips parting as a single gasp left her. I sucked hard, smacking my lips before circling my tongue around her hardening nipple. My cock jerked against her belly, leaking over her, marking her as mine.
“Zach,” she moaned, as I moved to her other nipple.
“That’s right, remember my name, Amber, because you are mine after tonight,” I growled, spreading her thighs apart before settling between them.
She didn’t answer, but it didn’t matter.
I swooped back down to suck on her nipples.
I sucked and licked until she rocked her hips hungrily, but I trailed a wet path to her neck and sucked harder.
Her nails dug into my waist, but I continued, changing the spot before going back to soothe the love bite.
The faint pink marks had already begun to form.
Her hands moved down to my ass, and she held onto me as she ground her wet pussy against me.
With a growl, I moved and claimed her lips.
Sweet and soft.
Wet and wild.
And all fucking mine.
Every last inch of her, from head to toe.
I plunged my tongue into her mouth, and this time she met me with the same intensity. I braced my weight and rubbed my cock through her wet folds.
Her cry was muffled by my mouth.
Amber was ready for her first cock.
My cock.
I reached between us and guided the tip toward her entrance. Slippery and wet. I panted over her lips as the head eased inside her tight little fuckhole. I opened my eyes to watch her, but hers were still closed. Her nails curled in as she tried to pull me down, but I took my time.
My first time had been behind the woods at school, with a well-known girl two years older than me.
This was not something Amber could ever erase. You never forgot your first time. Ever.
I inched deeper, feeling the thin barrier between us. I nudged against it, testing it. She gasped, and I broke our kiss so she’d look at me. I held still, waiting until I had her eyes. Her pupils were blown out, the deep blue with tiny flecks of black. They reminded me of a shimmering exotic pool.
“Amber,” I whispered, before thrusting into her.
Her face twisted in pain, and I held myself inside her incredibly tight pussy as she clenched so hard I had to fight not to spill inside her.
“Easy. Relax,” I murmured, kissing her cheek before returning to her lips.
The kiss was slow and steady, until I felt her muscles relax.
“That’s it. Give me this pussy,” I said, before rocking my hips.
I didn’t pause when I felt her blood leaking. I watched her face for any discomfort. It wasn’t until she was fully relaxed that I dragged my hips back and slammed into her, managing to stuff most of my cock inside her.
She brought her hands to my shoulders and held on. I couldn’t stop. I began to pump my hips, fucking her wet little hole, feeling her insides clutch me.
Amber. Amber. Amber.
I didn’t know if I was saying the words out loud or they raged inside me. But all I knew was I couldn’t stop fucking her. The mattress springs groaned beneath us, and the headboard began to hit the wall.
“Fuck,” I spat out, grabbing one of her stuffed toys and shoving it behind her headboard.
Her legs came up and I grabbed them, wrapping them around my waist so I could go deeper. I groaned when my balls slapped her pussy.
“Oh, Zach,” she rasped.
The heat between us grew until all I could hear was breathless gasps and the slapping of flesh against flesh.
“You gonna cum for me, Amber?” I asked, resting my hand on her neck. “Come on your big brother’s cock.”
Her eyes flew open and her pussy began to contract.
Well, fuck me. What the hell did I have here?
“Yeah, my dirty little girl. Squirt all over my cock,” I growled, driving so deep into her that our pelvises smacked together.
Her mouth opened and her face contorted.
Amber came all over my cock.
With my name on her lips.
As her virgin pussy danced on my cock.
I gritted my teeth, waiting until she finished.
Waited until she sagged on the bed.
I rose up and grabbed her waist as I fucked her hard and fast with shallow thrusts. Her blood and cum smeared on my cock.
Yes. Amber. Fucking hell. Yes.
I pulled out just as I shot my load. I fisted my cock as the first of my cum sprayed over her auburn curls and belly. I placed the tip between her folds, pumping my hand furiously as I watched more cum smear her. Thick white globs against her beautiful pink flesh.
She looked good wearing my cum.
I stared at her chest as it rose and fell. Her parted lips as she breathed. The post-orgasmic glow on her face.
And I knew I wasn’t done.
This was just the beginning.
I tucked my elbows on either side of her and lowered my body onto hers.
She sighed softly, her arms wrapping around my back.
I smiled into her hair.
“Good girl,” I whispered.