His Nasty Little Pussy

His hands lingered there, cupping my B-cup breasts, for several moments. His eyes closed, and his fingers moved to pinch my nipples between them. He bent his head and closed his lips over one of them, sucking gently. I moaned softly.

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me and pressing his hardness against me once more.

“Of course I do,” I told him.

“Why? Why are you doing this to me?” he groaned, squeezing my ass and smelling the bend of my neck.

“Because I want you to fuck me, Shawn,” I said. “I want you to plunge your cock into my pussy and tear my hymen apart. I want you to be my first!”

Something happened inside Shawn at that moment something primal and savage. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away from him, staring into my eyes with an intensity I’d never seen before. His lip twitched, and he shoved me onto the couch and tore my panties away.

He mounted me, shoving his tongue into my mouth with a wild ferocity. His fingers probed between my labia, slathering around in the wetness and rubbing my clit furiously.

“Fuck me, Shawn!” I begged him.

With his left hand, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head backward. With the other, he tugged frantically at his zipper, fumbling anxiously until he managed to unleash the beast.

I could feel the head pushing hard against my opening. It inched forward, burying about half the head inside me. His hips thrust forward, trying to wiggle their way inside.

“God damn, you’re tight!” Shawn muttered.

He reached down and grasped his cock, using his hand to try to push it inside me. However, the resistance he met was intense. My hymen simply would not budge.

“Do it, Shawn,” I urged him. “Just do it!”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he complained.

“I don’t care! Rip me apart! Fuck me hard!” I hissed at him.

His eyes met mine, searching for an objection. He paused, waiting for me to change my mind. Then he wrapped his arms around my body and shoved me with all his might. I gasped aloud as the wind was sucked from my lungs. Pain sizzled through my pussy, shooting through me as light as an electric shock. It burned intensely, and I had to choke back a sob as tears began to sting my eyes.

By this time, Shawn no longer cared about my comfort. His cock was enveloped inside my savagely tight cunt. It was gripping him like a vice, and he was thrusting slowly in and out, enjoying the sensation.

I bit my lip and clamped my eyelids together, but the tears squeezed out and slid down my cheeks. I could feel my face burning with redness, and I held my breath to keep from shrieking. My fingernails dug into his back.

His cock plunged in and out of me faster now. I could feel the head slamming hard against my cervix, and I grunted with each thrust. His balls began to slap hard against my ass, and the sound was exhilarating! The pain began to subside, and it was soon replaced by intense pleasure.

“Oh, Shawn!” I moaned softly. “Fuck me harder!”

I didn’t have to ask him twice. He grabbed my legs and pushed them up toward my head. I grabbed my ankles and pulled them down beside my head, and he spread my thighs open with his hands and began to plunge deeper inside me. He was assaulting my cunt rapidly, banging me harder and faster. He placed his thumb against my clit and began to rub it in tiny circles.

“Oh, God,” I groaned, biting my lip. “Tear me up, Shawn! Fuck me!”

His cock began to slide in and out of me so quickly that I barely had time to gasp between thrusts. It pounded me relentlessly, the head slamming so hard against my cervix that I was certain it would be bruised. It felt incredible! He rubbed my clit faster with his thumb, and I began to feel the intense warmth and tightness building just below my clit. I knew I was nearing orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, Shawn!” I gasped.

Shawn’s thumb moved side to side now, wiggling my clit back and forth. The warmth began to radiate out from my clit toward my cunt and up through the rest of my body. My pussy pulsed rhythmically around his shaft, and my inner thighs began to tremble. I purred a light, high-pitched moan as my entire body was overcome with a massive orgasm.

He began to groan loudly, thrusting erratically. I could feel his cock beginning to twitch inside me, and he shot his load into me, spurting over and over. I could feel each pulse as his cock emptied inside my quivering pussy.

Finally, he collapsed on top of me, heaving and sweating. Neither of us could speak, and we fought desperately to catch our breaths.

“Wow,” I finally whispered.

“Yeah, wow,” he agreed, kissing me lightly on the lips.

When he’d finally gathered up a little strength, he stood up.

“Oh, shit,” he muttered, looking down at me.

“What?” I asked, peering down in the direction he was looking.

It was then that I noticed blood everywhere. It was dripping in a red streak down his leg. It covered my entire crotch area. And it was smeared all over the light blue sofa.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Shit!” I gasped.

“What are we gonna do?” he asked, clearly panicking.

“Don’t freak out, Shawn,” I said. “I’ll try to clean it up. If anyone asks, I’ll just tell them I fell asleep on the couch and got my period.” “Brad’s gonna fucking kill me,” he moaned.

“No, he’s not. Because he’s not going to find out,” I reminded him. “Look, just get Brad’s wallet and get back to the restaurant. He’s going to be pissed at you for taking so long.”

“Yeah, alright,” he agreed, fumbling to zip up his pants.

He found Brad’s wallet and started to leave. Then he turned around and came back over to me and grabbed me, planting a long, sweet kiss on my lips. I swooned.

“See ya,” he told me.

“See ya,” I called after him, watching him until the front door closed behind him.

My legs were still trembling so much I could hardly stand, but I rushed to try to clean the couch. The upholstery cleaner did little but spread the stain. I cursed, but there was nothing I could do. I gathered up my clothes and went to bed.