His Nasty Little Pussy

DAVID

I watched Ava walk off. She was a little unsteady on her feet, but I figured it served her right for fucking herself in my treehouse. She didn’t think I knew about it, but she wasn’t nearly as sneaky as she thought she was. I often heard her moaning up there. A few times I even caught her saying my name. It had become more frequent lately, and it was driving me insane.

Her moans haunted me, following me around every second of every day. Ava had no idea what she was doing to me. And now I was going to be taking her on a ride tonight. Just the thought of her pressing that tight, young body up against me had my already hard cock swelling even more.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

God, the way she’d hungrily eyed my cock. I couldn’t get the image out of my head. And the feel of her pussy against my hand when I’d caught her. She’d felt completely bald, and I was willing to bet she kept herself shaved, which only added to my misery. Her panties had been soaking wet! I’d wanted so badly to just slide a finger into her, and my hand twitched at the memory of how perfectly her tit had fit into it. Her nipple had felt painfully hard, and I’d never wanted to suck something so badly in my life.

Frustrated, I stormed into my house. She wasn’t the only one that needed to cum. At this point, I wouldn’t even be able to sit down on my bike, and I sure as fuck couldn’t meet old Mrs. Smith in an hour to give her the rocking chair with a perfect imprint of my cock straining against my jeans.

I needed a shower anyway to wash off all this sawdust, so I quickly stripped down and stepped into the shower. With the water raining down on me, I grabbed my cock and began pumping myself in fast, firm strokes, imagining my hand was Ava’s tight, wet pussy. Remembering the look of pure lust in her eyes and the way her panties had been so wet had me already close to cumming. I imagined hiking that little skirt of hers up, ripping her panties off, and ramming my cock straight into that greedy little pussy. I wanted to fuck her so hard she’d be sore for days. I wanted to claim every inch of that tight, young body, including her womb. Just thinking about fucking her raw, pumping my seed into that virgin womb, claiming her fully as mine and mine alone had me groaning as I came so hard I had to brace my free hand against the shower wall.

Ava pregnant was a fantasy that never failed to tip me over the edge. There was just something about taking her and laying claim to every part of her body that drove me wild with lust. I didn’t even know if she was a virgin. I was guessing with a sex drive like hers that there was no way in hell she could still be innocent. Just the thought of some stupid boy with his hands all over my girl made me want to kill someone.

But she wasn’t mine, I reminded myself while I angrily washed my hair, and she never would be.

She was my daughter’s friend for fucks sake, and my buddy’s daughter. I was good friends with both her mom and dad, and I’d watched her grow up. She was completely off-limits, and I was a fucking perv.

End of story.

The next few hours went by with an agonizing slowness, especially since the rocking chair was done. I’d pushed back the time because I wanted to be able to take Ava out at night. I didn’t want a quick trip with the sun blazing down on us. It wouldn’t feel as intimate, and I’d feel like I was sharing her with the world. I wanted her all to myself, or at least as much to myself as possible.

When Mrs. Smith arrived, it at least took my mind off Ava for a little bit. She loved her chair and even placed an order for three more and after that, I ate a quick supper that I barely tasted. All I could think about was how good Ava would feel pressed up against me on the back of my bike. I knew it was wrong, and I knew nothing could ever happen between us, but I still craved her like a drug, and I was powerless to stop my mind and body from wanting something, even if I knew it could never happen.

Finally at 8:45, I went to the garage and started digging around for the extra helmet I had. By the time I found it and had the bike pushed out and ready, Ava was there, waiting for me with a big smile on her face. She looked adorable and sexy as hell all at the same time. Her long dark hair was pulled into a loose braid to keep it from blowing around, and the jeans and long sleeve tee she wore hugged her curves, making my cock spring to life again at the sight of her. There was a mischievous glint to her green eyes that aroused me as much as her tight little body.

“Ready?” I asked, holding out my spare helmet.

She held my eyes and said, “I’m always ready for you.”

I told myself that she didn’t mean anything by it, that she was just talking about the motorcycle ride, but her eyes were telling a different story and so were the hard nipples that were now poking brazenly out from beneath her tight top.