He pushed her on her back and fell on her, pushing her dress up around her waist. His thumbs brushed the sensitive areas around her hips. “Did you think he was going to fuck you, my friend that was here just now?”
“I don’t know,” she said. Her hands were pressing subtly on his chest. She felt so fragile, and he seemed so energetic, she felt he would break her.
“You didn’t know what he was going to do?”
“No.”
“Did you have a funny feeling that was going to happen? That he was going to do that to you? He wanted to fuck you. He didn’t do it because I would have beaten the shit out of him. You see? All men just want to get their end in. Did you want him to screw you while I was there watching?”
“No.”
He pulled her to her feet. “Let’s watch something,” he said. He turned on the television and put on some porn. He sat in the couch and made her kneel between his legs. He pushed her face down on his cock sticking up from his jeans. “How far can you go?” he said, steadily pushing down on her head. “Go as far as you can. Good girl, almost there, almost there.”
His cock went down her throat. She started to gag and he kept pushing. She put her hands on his jean-clad thighs. She thought he was going to gag her to death.
“Have you heard the term angry dragon?” he said, laughing. “Don’t worry, I won’t do it to you.”
He let her go and she choked and wiped the saliva away from her mouth and chin. The television was providing sex sounds, and he massaged his hands through her hair. “Have you ever watched porn before? Waited till your parents had gone out, then frig yourself while watching a couple of people enjoying a good fuck?”
“No.”
“Suck it a little bit,” he said, easing her head down. He watched the television, thrusting his hips up to meet her mouth. Whenever the girl in the video cried or moaned loudly, he hit her mouth harder and pressed down on the back of her head. “It’s a shame you can’t suck and watch at the same time,” he said. “I’ll tell you what they’re doing. He’s kneeling down and kissing and sucking her cunt. He has her legs spread all the way open, pushin’ em’ up and back, and is looking into her smooth pussy. We should shave yours, eh?
“Now he’s licking around it with his tongue, while he rubs his nose against her stiff clit. Fuck, you feel good. Now he’s standing up, and she has her arm around his hip so she can reach his balls from behind, with her other hand she’s holding his dick; she’s drawing up and down the soft skin, now its going in her mouth. She’s taken nearly half of it in; she’s sucking it, just like you’re sucking mine.” His prick swelled, she felt it throb. She thought he was going to come, and it would be over, but he kept going. His hand was buried in her hair, and his stomach was sucked in, clenching in and out convulsively.
He pulled her up onto his lap and made her sit on his wet dick. He drew her straps down her shoulders and uncovered her breasts. His hands went over her hips.
“Move yourself on me,” he said.
She was frozen, her arms covering her breasts. She could feel that he was deep inside her, and he was looking at her. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t do it. His dick was pulsing in her, waiting.
“Move,” he said. “Come on. Fuck me. You’ve been on top before haven’t you?”
He took her hands and put them on his shoulders. She slowly started to grind herself against him. His left hand passed under her bottom, to support as well as steer her, to indicate what pace he wanted. He leaned to the side so he could still see the television. As he got hotter and hotter he didn’t seem to know if he wanted to look at her or the screen. He worked his hands over her, feeling the lines of her hips and thighs, as she undulated herself against him. “Oh baby, yeah, squeeze my cock with your pussy. Come on, come on! Squeeze it tight—make me feel good… Yeah, that’s it. Oh, you’re gonna make me come so soon, baby.”
He pulled her hair back to turn her face upwards and to push out her breasts. He ran his other hand over them, plucking her tiny nipples. The moaning and grunting from the porn excited him. “Kiss me. Keep kissing me,” he said. His hands went all over her torso—her shoulders, breasts, waist, buttocks. He pulled her into him with complete abandon. She kept kissing him, her tongue meeting his, circling and pushing back.
“Put your legs around me.” He stood up with her in his arms, taking care that his prick remained firmly planted in her. “I want you in my bed.”
She felt all shivery, and her pussy seemed burning with heat. She clung to him with a sinking heart as he carried her upstairs. His bedroom was small and stuffy and had a ’dirty clothes’ smell. He placed her on her back with her bottom projecting over the edge of the bed, her dress was all up, her thighs stretched wide open, and her legs resting on his shoulders. He held her hips, pulling her against him, as he just licked her pussy lips, then slipped his tongue in and wiggled it a little. She moved her thighs uneasily.
“Luscious pussy,” he said, rubbing his hand over it. He had a good look at it, sucking, and flicking his tongue at her clit. She was tense and colouring and flushing uneasily under his close inspection. After he had licked her continuously for about a minute, she felt herself go numb. Her whole body went limp. She gazed upward without seeing or feeling. She was in that state where she hardly knew what he was doing, and let him do whatever he wanted. He must have felt the life go out of her, because he slapped her thigh near her hip, and dug his tongue in harder. It woke her out of it. She flushed hotly and painfully.
“You prefer this to my dick, don’t you,” he said as he poked her and his thumb began to rub over her swollen clit. He made loud sloppy noises as he licked and sucked at it again. “I love eating pussy,” he said, rubbing vigorously. “You like me licking your pussy?”
He pushed her legs off his shoulders and stood up. Her legs dropped to the floor. She stayed motionless. The position flattened her tummy, and her hips, her pussy were pushed outwards towards him. He lightly touched her tummy while he massaged himself slowly, pinching the head. It was red and hot-looking. “See how hard you’ve got it? Lick it.”
She sat up, and leaning forward licked the swollen head of his dick. It was sticky and undesirable.
He let his jeans drop to the floor, then tore his shirt off over his head. He lay on the bed. “Take your dress off.” She started to lift it up over her head. “No, stand up and let it slip down your body. Be a little bit sexy for me.”
She got off the bed and slowly and obediently slipped the dress down the length of her body, tugging it down over her hips. When it lay at her feet she stepped out of it. She felt very slender and vulnerable, her hair falling loosely over her bare shoulders.
“Turn around and show me that ass. Bend over, spread your ass cheeks. You’ve got a nice looking little hole, nice and tight and neat. Give your ass a little slap.”
It was ridiculous doing what he asked, but she didn’t care about that any more. She just didn’t want to get hurt.
“Keep bending down,” he said. “Touch your clit with your finger, run it up and down. That’s it, keep bending over so I can see. Now stick your finger in your mouth. Get it wet, then slip it up your ass. Push your finger right in. Yeah, like that. You dirty bitch. Get over here.”
She glanced at the bedroom door, then at him again. He was holding out his hand for her to go to him. She wanted to escape, but she knew she would never make it out that door. She reluctantly climbed onto the bed. He grabbed her arm and she sat on his belly.