Chapter 1 #5
“Good.” I want to explore her body more, I want to spend hours tracing my tongue over all of her golden glowing skin, but I know if I don’t get inside her right now, if I delay any further, it’ll be over embarrassingly fast.
Her thighs fall open for me, allowing me to settle between them, her big brown eyes gazing up at me. I stay with her, with that open, trusting look, as I guide the tip of my cock through her slickness.
“You’re so wet,” I murmur. “You’re so wet and ready for me, aren't you?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Please, I want to feel you.”
I gently nudge myself against her entrance, and at this angle, she feels tighter than when she was splayed and open on my desk.
“Breathe for me, honey,” I tell her softly, and she exhales a shaky breath as I slip inside her, just the first inch.
Holy hell, it’s almost a fight. Sweat breaks out on the back of my neck with the strain of holding back.
As wet as she is, I still have to take it slow, I can’t just plunge inside her and fuck her hard.
She gasps as she stretches, another shaky breath passing her lips.
“I’m OK,” she says quickly, and she brings her hands up to my face, to cradle it gently as she presses her forehead to mine. I look into this face, this beautiful face, and I can’t believe my cock is inside her, inside her.
“Am I hurting you?
She shakes her head. “No, I want more.”
I sink in a little further, and her back arches in a jolt, pressing her tits against my chest.
“Don’t stop,” she hisses, slinging her legs around my hips.
“We’re taking it slow, honey.” Like fuck we are. The feeling of her clenched around me is already stirring that heat and pressure in my groin. I’m more than halfway inside her when her brow pinches, and she sucks in a breath through her gritted teeth. “Does that hurt?”
She laughs softly. “No, you’re just… You’re right against my g-spot. I’ve never…” She shakes her head, brushing her lips against mine. “Keep going. It feels so good.”
Finally, after more breathing, more angling of her hips to open her sweet pussy right up for me, I’m inside her, buried to the damn hilt, and I release a soft groan against her lips.
“Fuck,” I murmur, my heart hammering at my chest. “Holy fuck.” Even with the condom, I can feel her heat, and the caveman inside me wishes I weren’t so damn gallant so I could just tear it off and feel her completely.
But I stay like that for a moment, kissing her mouth, along her jaw, the soft place behind her ear that has her shivering.
“Oh my god, Amber, you feel too fucking good.”
She rocks her hips in response, wordlessly urging me to move, which I do, sliding out and back in slowly, earning me a moan, her hands grasping my face tighter.
“You’re shaking.”
“I’m alright. Just… holding back.”
“Don’t,” she says, shaking her head. “Please, just fuck me. I want to feel you come now.”
Oh god, those words are almost enough to have me spilling immediately.
I begin to move, and that’s a whole other fight in itself.
I’m caught between checking the movements and tension in her body for any hint of pain, and my aching need for release, to fuck her and come inside her.
But if I was looking for any sign of pain, there isn’t one.
As hard as I have to push to get inside her, to sink right down, down into those sweet, heavenly depths of her body, she does nothing but moan, and dig her nails into my back.
She’s so wet, so perfectly wet and open, and she leans up to kiss me slowly.
“Oh, Theo,” she murmurs, her back bowing away from the bed, but gently this time, her body moving in time with me.
“Is that good, honey?” I ask, kissing and nibbling along her jaw.
She nods eagerly, her eyes closed now. “More.” She locks her legs around my waist, tipping her hips back, and the angle has me groaning loudly into the crook of her neck.
“Oh shit,” I mutter, panting. I want to pound myself into her, but I can’t, not like this, I know I’ll hurt her if I do. “Honey, we need to change positions.”
“Why?” Her eyes fly open with alarm. “Am I hurting you?”
I kiss her lips and shake my head. “No, but I want to do this harder, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
I sit up on my knees, taking her legs and planting her feet against my stomach.
She’s panting, watching curiously, her eyebrows raised.
She flexes her toes along the hard ridge of my muscles, and she bites her lip.
The fact she likes my body, that she thinks it’s hot, even, does things to me it shouldn’t.
Another inflating ego boost, swelling my head and every other fucking thing about me.
“If it goes too deep, push back, OK?” I ask, waiting for her to nod, which she does.
I look down at her pussy, stretched and pink and perfect.
I pull all the way out, and she makes a small, displeased whimper at the emptiness, but I did this just so I could watch her take me again.
Watching her stretch for me, it’s like being drugged.
My dick almost looks grotesque, impaling her like this, raw and red, angry and aching with the need for release.
And there, planted firmly inside her soft, slick skin, it’s like her pussy was made for me.
Slow down, old man. This isn’t like that. Show the girl a good time.
I yank myself out of my thoughts, and look back up at her face. Her lower lip is quivering, and she moans as my thumb circles her clit.
“Does that feel good for you, honey?” I thrust my hips gently.
“Yes, oh god, yes.” Her back arches off the bed. “Harder.”
My hand digs into her thigh as I fuck her harder, not wanting to let go too much, not wanting to hurt her and scare her after what those other assholes have done to her, but it’s a fight.
She massages her breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers, and I am definitely going to watch this girl masturbate later, because seeing her play with her own tits is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
I feel her orgasm before her moans betray it, a sharp pulse making my thrusts almost impossible. Then she’s crying out, saying my name, like she’s begging for something, Theo, Theo, and I answer with a grunt, heat flashing through my spine.
“Jesus, honey. Oh, my god.” I’m going to come.
While Amber’s pussy is still fluttering around my cock, I throw my head back, and my orgasm collides with hers, shattering through me in waves of heat.
It’s now, now in this moment that I wish more than ever I wasn’t such a fucking gentleman, because I want to feel my heat meet hers, I want to pump her quivering pussy full of me, I want to see it spill out when I pull out of her, not have it coating my cock inside the sheath of the condom.
But fuck, it feels good anyway.
I look down at her, at Amber, at this perfect angel spread out on my bed, her arms thrown out to her sides, her hair a wild, copper tangle. Her lips are full, puffing out one breath after another. Her eyes meet mine, and she smiles. Wide and satisfied.
“Oh my god,” she murmurs, pressing a hand to her eyes. “Fuck. That was incredible.”
“Yes, it was.” I gently lift one of her feet from my stomach, kissing her ankle before placing it on the bed, repeating the action with her other foot. “You feel, I mean… Jesus. You’re amazing.”
She props herself up on her elbows, looking down to where we’re joined. “I’ve never felt so… filled. I don’t know, it was… Like there was nothing but you.” She watches with almost virginal fascination as I withdraw from her, hissing in a breath when I’m all the way out.
My embarrassingly large load of cum fills the tip of the condom, and she giggles.
“Is there such a thing as a cum fetish?” She asks. “Because if there is, I think I have one.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Mhmm.” She lifts her eyes to mine. “All I kept thinking was how I wanted you to come inside me.” She wrinkles her nose, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink. “That’s weird, right?”
“Not at all, honey.” I lean down and give her a soft kiss, before climbing off the bed to deal with the condom in the bathroom.
In the mirror, I look into the face of the dirty old man who just fucked his daughter’s best friend. I don’t even look guilty. I look fucking pleased with myself. I just came inside the body of a twenty-year-old, and there’s not even a shred of guilt on my face.
This is wrong. It’s so, so wrong.
Cleaned up, I head back to the bed, throwing myself down beside Amber, who immediately snuggles up under my arm and lays her head on my chest. She sighs happily, and I stroke my fingers over her silky copper hair, which shines red in the fading late afternoon light.
“That was fun,” she says, her fingers making tiny circles on my chest.
“Yes, it was. It was just over way too fast for my liking.”
She looks up at me with a slow smile, her brown eyes sparkling. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” I stroke a finger along her jaw, then run my thumb over her lips. “I’d love to spend hours doing that.”
“Well, I’m yours till Monday.” She runs a hand down my stomach, towards my hip, and I tense, which makes her giggle. “You have all weekend to do just what you want to me.”
“Mmm, but what about what you want?”
She rests her chin on my chest, pursing her lips as she thinks. “I don’t know, I guess there’s a few things I always wanted to try.”
“Such as?” I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, still marvelling at how beautiful she is, and that she’s here naked, in my bed.
She rolls her eyes. “It probably sounds stupid to a worldly man like you. But, I don’t know, like… being bent over?”
I frown at her. “Bent over? Asin being fucked from behind?” When she nods, I can’t help but laugh. “Oh my god, what are these young men doing these days?”
“Obsessing over anal sex and cumshots,” Amber says with a grimace. “It’s gross.”
“You don’t like anal?”
She shakes her head adamantly. “No. It’s not my thing. It hurts, and it feels so unsexy, I never want to try it again.” She lifts her head to look down at my dick resting against my thigh. “Especially not with that thing.”
I chuckle, stroking the back of my fingers down her bare shoulder. “It’s not a requirement, I promise. We do what you want. But what else besides doggy style would you like to try?”
She puts her chin back on my chest, tapping her fingers pensively against my skin. “I guess… I’d like to try being on top?” She eyes me with a shy laugh. “I probably sound so unadventurous to you right now. I just… I haven’t had that much experience.”
“Do you watch porn?”
She nods after a beat, her cheeks flaming yet again. “I have. To see what I like, what I, y’know, react to?”
I surprise myself, because this conversation has me already getting hard again as I imagine Amber in her bed all alone, playing with herself while she watches porn on her phone.
“And what do you react to, honey?”
She sits up, pushing her hair over her shoulder and biting her lip. “I… I like those, you know, free use videos? Where he just does what he wants when he wants? I find that kind of hot.”
“I think that is pretty hot.” I reach out to cup her breast, running a thumb over her nipple, and she sucks in a quick breath. “You like that kind of thing? Being used?”
The smile drops, and she sighs. “I… I’ve never been with someone where I felt comfortable doing something like that. I just, I guess I’ve never trusted someone like that, and for those things you need a lot of trust.”
“That’s very true, you do.”
She scoffs and looks over her shoulder to gaze at the sunset. “All these young guys, talking big about being doms and all that shit, it’s just an excuse to treat a woman like a fucking fleshlight.”
I don’t know what to say for a moment, and I worry about how much pain there is behind those words. But when I sit up beside her, she turns to me with a smile.
“That’s why I wanted you.” She puts her arms around my neck, and I pull her on top of me. “I knew I could trust you. You’re a good guy. You’ll treat me right, make me feel special. And I don’t have to go back to college all inexperienced.”
“I’m setting the standard for you, am I?”
She giggles, then kisses me, a slow, heated kiss, that has my blood rising again. The softness of her tongue, her plump lips - this girl is heaven. Heaven, and she’s on my lap, grinding her sweet needy pussy against my cock until I’m hard again.
And she’s mine til Monday.
I’m going to make every second count.