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Withdrawal Fees (Exodus x DareToDream)

He took great delight in her reactions, which swung from one spectrum to another in a span of only minutes. Her words, her attempts to push his hand out, all said she was still fighting him, but her moans, and her trembling all indicated desire. Oh how he loved the torment he was causing her, this sweet virgin of a cock tease, forcing her to walk the tight rope between mortification and arousal. She was so wet and eager for his finger, almost sucking it inside her as her passage clamped down on him and her whimpers and moans made him harder every second he heard them. The gush of wetness he felt with each thrust of his finger was sweet heaven to him, the knowledge that she was creaming despite her fear an aphrodisiac for his demented soul. God, he couldn’t wait to bury himself inside her tight snatch, to plow through her virgin passage with abandon, shooting his seed deep insider her. “Mmmm, my sweet little play thing” he murmured, his tongue licking across her stomach “such wetness turns me on. I bet you taste sweeter than fine wine. I think I need a taste of that honey nectar you’re leaking all over my finger.” The very thought had his mouth watering and he pulled back from her stomach and looked up at her, licking his lips. His hands slid to the back of her thigh and gripped them tight then slowly forced her legs open. He could see her moisture glistening on her folds and on her inner thighs and he licked his lips again. With a quick move, he swung her legs up and out, dropping them on his shoulders, putting his face almost in contact with her pussy. A deep sniff drew the smell of her arousal into his nose, drawing a moan from his lips. His hands slid up her thighs to cup her ass and he pulled her into his face, his tongue darting out and licking her folds, drawing her moisture into his mouth. Another moan escaped his lips and he began to lick her rapidly.
 
Despite wanting to hide her flushed face from his wandering eyes, she could not help but glance down at his as he continued to massage her so intimately. The look on his face sent chills down her spine, and she groaned as she felt her body tense, her warm passage quivering tightly around his probing digit. He looked entranced, completely and totally taken with what was happening to her, and it scared her. Already her wetness was beginning to streak down her thighs, just barely visible beneath the pleats of her short skirt. She squeezed her eyes shot and choked back a sob, so thoroughly embarrassed she was sure she might just die then and there.

His words roused her attention, and she gasped in shock and disgust as he began to talk about how warm and wet she felt, his voice thick with lust and forceful desire. She felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of having him taste her, and she shivered in response. How could this be happening? She moaned wantonly when he finally slid his finger out of her tight, desperate passage, her body aching with the loss of his attention. Still, logically she knew she didn't want this - why was her body betraying her so easily?

"Don't do that, please... Don't look..." She whimpered, her voice a bit high pitched and strained from a mixture of her embarrassment and arousal. He ignored her and lifted her by the backs of her thighs. She screamed and stuggled as best she could, but with no leverage she felt her legs fit over his shoulders quite easily. She could feel his breath, his deep inhale, and the heat pouring off his skin. With her eyes shut she moaned, quite loudly, beginning to pant in anticipation. The first tentative lick earned a very small cry, as her body tensed and she attempted to shift away. But his lips and tongue would not be so easily avoided, and before too long he was licking her out rapidly with firm, wet thrusts with his tongue. This was something she had never experienced, and the pleasure was inexplicable. She didn't even realise until it was too late that she was crying and moaning with more of an echoe of need and pleasure in her voice than the terror and resentment she felt before.
 
Her loud moans and little cries sent shivers down his spine and he paused in his efforts to inhale her scent deep into his nose. So sweet and alluring was this little cock tease and so delicious also. Her moisture was all but pouring from her tight snatch, just begging to be licked up by his talented tongue, and he aimed to oblige. But first, he wanted her to taste herself also. Sliding his head out from between her legs, her moisture coating his lips and tongue, he smiled at her. “Mmmm, so delicious my little cock tease, so moist and scrumptious. You have no idea how much I enjoy your taste” he murmured, his voice husky. He lowered her legs from his shoulders briefly then pressed up against her, one hand sliding between her thighs to gently stroke her while the other moved behind her head and held her in place. “I think you need to taste a sample of your sweet nectar also” he moaned softly before he pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. The idea of sharing her juices with her was such a turn on his manhood was soon straining against the fabric of his pants. While he forced the kiss upon her, he slipped another finger inside her and quickly pumped it in and out, getting her wetter by the second. With a groan, he finally broke the kiss and stepped back, her juices now glistening on her own lips. “Lick your lips my little play thing and enjoy your lovely taste. I have more in store for you now.”

Almost immediately he lifted her legs up over his shoulders again and began assaulting her tight little pussy with his tongue, licking her folds faster and faster before suddenly curling his tongue and driving it into her wet passage. He slowly fucked her with his tongue while his fingers moved across her ass, slowly reaching her puckered hole. As he tongue fucked her, his slowly rimmed her other hole, teasing it and tormenting it. He finally slowed his actions on her moist passage and slid a finger through her folds, getting it good and wet. Licking her two more times, he suddenly moved and wrapped his lips around her engorged pleasure nub, sucking on it hard at the same time that he slid a finger into her puckered hole, violating her all over again. His heart was singing at the pleasurable torment he was bringing to his young cock tease and he knew that taking her late would be all that more fun for both of them as a result.
 
His tongue was soft, and more than warm - it was almost hot, burning against her sensitive skin. Whie Anna still felt the deep mortification of having this man assaulting her forcing this sordid intimacy on her, the pressure and heat of his talented mouth was quick to lessen her restraint. Her cries became louder, longer, and more drawn out as he continued to lick and suck at the sweet juices than now ran generously down her thighs, her body begging him with evidence of her arousal, needing so desperately to be filled up. When he finally pulled away, Anna had to grit her teeth from crying out in dismay. Her whole body shook, and she was sure if she was not being suspended by the bonds above her head she would have surely collapsed to the floor. Her knees felt weak. She snuck a glance down at him as he pulled away from her and felt a heated blush flood her face, seeing how wet his mouth looked. Was that all from her? "Please..." She whimpered, feeling his hand reach around to tangle his fingers into her long hair, her breath shaky and voice weak. "I don't want to... Mmmnn..." He had forced that dirty kiss on her, and there was no escape. She could feel him moaning against her lips, and shivered as she felt him dart his tongue inside. She could taste herself, and for some reason... She liked that. On his lips and tongue was a tangy, almost sweet taste of her inexperienced arousal. She had no idea she could taste that good.

Still, she did her best to resist his kiss, and breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped away. His fingers had been teasingly stroking her while he kissed her, and already her aching pussy was drenched. Really, she had never felt this turned on in her whole life. Before she had much time to think he had seized her, lifted her tighs around his head, and dove right back into pleasuring her with his tongue. It was fast at first, but all of a sudden painfully slow. A low whine escaped her as he gave her one last long lick, her thighs trembling on his shoulders. What he did next made her scream - this time in abandon and pleasure. His tongue was inside her! Oh, god, it felt so hot. So warm. Her hips bucked, and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying with little success to quiet her cries. "Ohh... Ohh, please don't! It - It feels so - Aaahhh!" He ignored her, and instead reached up to stroke her soaked pussy, his tongue finding her clit, his lips forming a tight seal. She screamed. A high, piercing, pleasured scream that echoed in the warehouse. He slid his finger, wet with her own arousal, into her tight ass and began to moan and grind her hips weakly against his mouth.
 
Devon heard her cries of pleasure and sucked harder on her sensitive clit, his finger pushing in and out of her tight asshole, penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust. His little wanton play thing liked what was being done to her, her cries and screams of pleasure making that abundantly obvious to him. Had others heard her, it would have been clear to them also. Pleasure had overtaken her, drowning out all of her fight against the torture he was bringing her, and that thought drove him on further. His sucking was strong and hard, pulling on her nub so his teeth could graze across it, one thought on his mind. To make this young cock tease cum all over his face, her orgasm shattering her crazed frenzy of resistance.

He paused just long enough to pull back and look up at her, his gaze traveling over her flat stomach and heaving breasts before focusing on her face. “Ah, my sweet little cock tease, I think you like what I’m doing to you” he murmured, his finger still pumping in and out of her puckered hole. “Give in to the feelings darling and ride the wave of pleasure I can bring you. Only then will you get to experience more.” He smiled wickedly and lowered his head back down again, licking her wet folds a few times before clamping his lips around her sensitive clit again. He began to suck it softly, letting his tongue flick over it repeatedly each time.
 
It was no lie. She really was enjoying what he was doing, though the logical voice in her mind still insisted that it was purely physical. Still, Anna didn't know much about this kind of sexual interaction, and from what she understood rape was supposed to be horrible. The men were awful, mean, and abusive - the women suffered only pain, didn't they? Of course, the truth is quite the opposite (many women orgasm even during the most vicious of rapes), but Anna was always skipping Health class and would have missed this lecture on female sexuality at school. Naturally, these things were not talked about outside of an all-girls classroom, and on an infrequent basis. So what was wrong with her? Her ass stung from the pressure, but it felt strangely good. There was no denying how much she loved the feel of his mouth on her pussy, it was too wonderful, and her dripping arousal was too obvious. Still, when he looked up briefly to taunt her, she quickly looked away.

"I don't!" She mewled, shivering as he returned his tongue to her throbbing clit, his finger pumping dilligently in and out of her sweet asshole. God, what was this feeling? She felt this insatiable need, something that was breaking her resistance, a pressure and heat building up in her belly. Every time she felt his tongue slide over her clit or teasingly at her passage, she felt the pressure increase. She couldn't help but begin to gring once again, hesitantly against his skilled lips. "Dammit..."
 
His little cock tease was enjoying this. There was no doubt about that, not in his sick, twisted mind. Her little mewls of pleasure, the way her body shivered, and her thrusting hips all sang a tune he loved to play again and again. She was a musical instrument beneath his fingers and he would pluck her strings until she erupted into a glorious explosion of pleasure that would flood his senses with her nectar and boil the blood in his veins. Only when that happened would he then pull her from the hook she hung on and show her what a real man felt like. He continued to suck on her sensitive clit, his tongue lashing it repeatedly, listening to her moans and feeling her shivers, when a thought came to him. She was still fighting it, straining hard to deny her body the release it sought, so when it happened it would be explosive. Should he not partake in that delicious abandon of senses when it happened? In a way far more intimate than his talented tongue on her dripping snatch? The very thought made him grin like a madman and he slowly pulled his head from between her legs.

Looking up at her, he slowly wiped her juices from his lips and sucked his fingers dry, smacking his mouth when he was done. “Mmmm, my little play thing, you are so very tasty. I bet you are so close to cumming that it’s almost painful for you. I know that feeling well. All those times you teased me in the hallway, and I wasn’t able to find relief, well, it’s payback time.” With that he stepped back and walked away from her, letting the hum of undelivered pleasure surge through her body, leaving her bereft of release. He left her hanging there as he walked across the room, approaching a refrigerator along one wall. Opening it, he took out a bottle of water and guzzled the cool contents for a moment then walked slowly back across the room. Setting the bottle on the table, he picked up a thin plastic toy and examined it for a moment before setting it back down. Walking back to her, he grinned. “I’ve changed my mind my little cock tease. I think I’m going to take you now.” He quickly grabbed her hips and lifted her up, off the hook, and set her on her feet, his hands steadying her. Then he dragged her over to the couch and bent her over the arm, her tied hands and face in the couch and her sweet little ass up in the air. He bent over her then, his hard crotch pressed in her ass cheeks as his hands slid around to her front and cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples. He moved against her, letting her feel his hard bulge while he moaned. “Mmm, little cock tease, such a sweet ass you have. I hope you’re ready to feel me inside you because I can’t wait a moment longer.” With that, he stepped back and slowly unzipped his pants.
 
He was right to assume that she was getting close. Painfully, obviously close to something she had only ever heard of but never experienced. The heat in her belly was filling her body, she could feel it from her fingertips to the tips of her toes, and throbbing almost painfully within her tight, yearning walls. As she came closer and closer, he cries became a little louder, a little more relaxed, and she had to stop herself from flexing the muscles in her thighs, instinctively wanting to draw him closer... though for what, she wasn't totally sure.

When he pulled away, she stiffened, waiting for him to begin the assault again. But he didn't. Opening her eyes she gazed down at him, panting and confused, watching as he erotically sucked his fingers clean, savouring every little bit of her. "Wha- What are you d-doing?" Anna choked in a breathy voice. This is what she wanted right? Maybe, before he had done this. But she was too close, and her body would not accept this cruel turn of events, even if her rational mind was relieved. He walked away from her, towards a fridge. She groaned, squeezing her legs together helplessly in an attempt to relieve the pressure. She watched enviously as he drank the cool water, her blazing hot skin craving the refreshment almost as badly as it craved her release. She was entirely overwhelmed by these feelings of intense need and almost missed the meaning of what he said, cluing in once she saw him pick up the delicate toy and then set it back down.

"Oh god... Please..." Her fear returned, though not as strong as before. She didn't want to have sex with this man, but her nerves were burning and did not care about the situation at all. Just the sight of his hips, the smirk on his cruel face was enough to get her hotter, wetter. She whimpered when he seized her thighs, lifting her easily, and just enough that she could pull her arms down. The bonds were still tight, but it felt amazing just to be standing on her own feet. She swayed a bit where she stood, her balance a bit off, unable to do anything except lean into him as the ache faded from her arms, her knees shaking. "Are you letting me go?" She asked in a whimper, not daring to look him in the face, speaking into his shirt instead.

He led her towards the sofa without responding, and she almost tripped as he jerked her away from the cushions towards the end of the couch instead. Before she could piece it together he had shoved her roughly over the arm, the material rubbing over her exposed skin as she slid down, her face resting on the seat. She tried to raise herself up on her arms, but he was already pressing up between her legs, threatening her with the inevitability. Oh god, this was going to happen. "Oh god, not like this!" She begged, tears of shame and embarrassment welling up in her eyes. God, he could see everything! Bent over like this, the cute little skirt would barely cover her ass, not enough to hide her quivering hips and dripping sex. She heard the zip of his pants slide downwards and froze, a small whimper dying on her lips. Fear surged through her, but at the very same time an overhwleming amount of lust filled her as well.
 
Devon slowly unzipped his pants, his eyes fixated on the pale flesh of her young virgin ass, her wet sex calling to him, wanting to be fucked, even if she wouldn’t admit it. Her pleas said no but her body quivered yes, her juices flowing out to coat the ride for him. Oh, and what a ride it would be indeed. Her naiveté at her situation, the hope she displayed when he pulled her down off the hook, thinking he was going to let her go, had caused him to harden more and he was now painfully swollen. There was only one solution to this problem and it was staring right at him, bent over the couch, helpless and wanting. Just looking at her sweet little ass made him moan and he reached out, stroking his hand over it lightly.

“Mmmm, my little cock tease” he murmured as he leaned over her, letting his body drape across hers. “Are you ready to feel my hard cock deep inside you? I think you are. You quiver for my touch, wanting me to fill your little virgin pussy completely. See how wet you are for me?” He slowly slid his fingers through her folds, scooping up her juices and bringing them around to her mouth, smearing them across her lips. “That’s your love juice, sweetheart, and its all for me and what I’m about to do to you.” As he talked to her, he slowly dropped his pants and stepped out of them then stripped out of his boxers. He was fully hard now and he began to stroke his cock, light slow caresses that left him slightly breathless. Staring down at her, all he could think about was plowing into her tight snatch and fucking her senseless. But first, her pearly white skin was just a little pale and it needed some pleasurable color.

Smiling sadistically, he brought his hand back and suddenly spanked her on the ass, the blow rocking her body against the arm of the couch. “That’s for being a bad girl Anna” he murmured, thinking of all the times she’d ignored him at the school. He reared back and spanked her again, leaving his hand print on her other ass cheek next. “And that’s for getting so wet at the thought of what I’m going to do to you” he said, his voice teasing. He considered spanking her again but decided he wanted her to badly. Lining himself up at her entrance, he dragged the tip of his cock through her moist folds, getting it good and slick. “Mmmm, Anna, so sweet and slick. Are you ready for me darling?” he asked, his voice suddenly tender. Not waiting for an answer, he began to ease his cock inside her, expecting to feel her virgin barrier any moment. As he slid forward though, he soon realized there wasn’t one and he grinned, suddenly thrusting forward hard, his cock burying all the way inside her. Bending over her back, her body impaled on him, he kissed her neck gently. “Anna, honey, you feel so fucking good. You’re such a good girl, getting rid of your barrier before you let me take you. Mmmm, that was a sweet little gift, my little cock tease, a sweet little gift.”

He slowly stood back up, his hands sliding up her back to her hips, gripping them hard, his fingers digging in, leaving marks. “Now, sweet Anna, its time for me to fuck you.” True to his word, Devon pulled back his hips, sliding his hard cock slowly out of her tight pussy until just the tip was inside, then suddenly thrusting forward, burying inside her again. “Damn, you’re so tight” he murmured as he began a steady rythym, slowly fucking her with his rock hard cock. Each thrust rocked her against the couch, sending sensations shooting through his body again and again. “Ahhhh, sweet Anna, you’re such a good girl, wanting me to fuck you like this” he murmured, his demented mind in its own little world, the pleasure of taking this young virgin finally fulfilled.
 
Hanging over the side of the couch like that, Anna felt incredibly exposed. He had already seen every intimate part of her, but somehow being in this position, her ass propped up by the cushioned arm, her soaking pussy glistening between her thighs, was just a little different. She was sure she could feel the intensity of his gaze. She could feels his eyes slide down her ass, inbetween her legs, and back again. It was humiliating, but at the same time... Well, she couldn't describe it, but it wasn't exactly unpleasant. The sound of his clothes rustling, falling to the floor, sounded like thunder in her ears. Her pussy throbbed and she moaned in fearful anticipation, sensing the movement behind her as he began to lightly stroke himself. The idea that he was naked and hard, almost as if he was pointing or aiming at her sweet virgin slit made her heart throb.

She felt him come closer, and she tensed. Would this be it? Would her traitorous body be satisfied once he had forced himself up inside her? She shivered at the thought, and screamed shortly after in shock. The first slap was unexpected, and it caught her completely off guard. She jerked, her breasts quivering from the force of the blow, her white ass stinging and flushing immediately. Tears burned her eyes, and wincing she glanced back at him, taking his admonitions on her bad behaviour.

She saw the next slap coming, and she yelped. Her ass stung, and it hurt, but her pussy was burning hotter than ever. It hurt so much, but there was something about it that aroused her intensely. She was such a spoiled little girl and had been her whole life. Maybe she had been craving punishment without even knowing it? She wondered what it would have felt like had he been pleasuring her clit and spanking her at the same time? She shivered at the thought and leaned into his touch slightly without thinking, shivering as he ran his fingers along her folds collecting her moisture. Breathless, she moaned against his palm as he smeared her horny juices across her lips, tasting herself. It was so awful, so dirty... So degrading. Why did it feel so good?

The feeling of his fingers was replaced with the soft head of his cock, massaging suggestively against her folds. Her body stiffened, the fear coming back, but with each teasing rub she felt herself relax, her instincts taking over, knowing it would be better not to fight it. His cock slid over her clit and she groaned, beginning to shiver. That closeness she felt before was still there, but it was as if every cell in her body was quivering in anticipation. "Please..." She whimpered, feeling the pressure of him gently lining up, her propped up ass putting her at the perfect position and angle for smooth trusting. She felt a burst of wetness when he applied the slightest bit of pleasure, and gasped. He slid into her so slowly. It hurt, but like he had said, years of gymnastics and cheerleading had worn away her physical virginity. She could feel his hesitation, surprised by the lack of resistance and whimpered during that pause. He was just barely inside her, stretching her tigh passage with his thick cock, but it wasn't enough. She realized she didn't care if it hurt, but this feeling was driving her crazy. "Please!" She choked out suddenly, her voice mixed with anger and longing. "I can't stand it!"

He slid into her then, suddenly. Very hard and fast. She screamed, her hips bucked, and she felt her back arch. God, he was so big, all the way inside of her. Her pussy clenched tightly around him, ignoring the physical pain, her primal need taking over. She could feel the slow dragging of him pulling back, and the tightness of her resisting it, drawing him in... That moment of hesitation earned another whimper of need for her, followed by another his and cry of pleasure as he drove his shaft back into her. As she arched up, he leant down, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear. He was right, there was no going back. She was terriffied, and humiliated... But she wanted him so badly to fuck her until she cried. "Ahhh!"
 
Her cries of pleasure were sweet music to his ears, slipping out every time his hips thrust hard, driving his shaft deep into her dripping wet core. Little Anna, his sweet little cock tease, loved what he was doing to her, loved it and hated it but he didn’t care. From the moment he saw her in that school, he knew he wanted inside her, wrapped around his manhood while he took her hard and fast. This was the ultimate humiliation, being taken from behind by your rapist, the person you couldn’t see as his shaft pumped into you. Sweet little Anna knew it was him but she was forced to keep her head buried in the couch while he fucked her, unable to see him but definitely feeling him. All of him, sliding in and out of her heated passage with abandon.

His hand snaked out and grabbed a fistful of hair, pulling hard on it, her body lifting off the couch a little, back arching as a result. He licked his lips as he did it, loving the torment he caused, each hard thrust rocking her tiny body against the couch, drawing moans from her lips. He pulled tighter on her hair with one hand and slapped her ass with the other as he drove inside her again and again. Her skin was reddening with each blow but he didn’t care. This virgin ass was his, to do what he wanted with it, and he was having fun. He lifted her a little more as he continued to fuck her, hard jabs of his hips spearing her again and again. “Mmm, my sweet little play thing” he murmured as he stared at the back of her head. “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my hard cock. I can’t wait to take you again and again.” He grunted as he thrust particular hard, the couch actually moving a little, and cackled madly. “This is on the beginning my cock tease, only the beginning.”

With that he shoved her back down on the couch, letting go of her hair at the same time, and grabbed onto her hips. He began to pound into her now, lost to his lust, not a care in the world about how he was abusing her tight passage or her tiny body. All he cared about was one thing only and that was blasting his hot seed deep into her, letting her feel what it felt like to be taken by a real man, used and abused time after time. His hands slid down her sides, moving to cup her pert young breasts and his fingers began to twist and pull on her hard nipples, each thrust of his hips matched with an equal pull or tug. He could feel his climax approaching but he clenched down inside, wanting to drag this out for as long as possible, to feel her climax come before his. Feeling her body fail her, her will to fight would shatter and she would be his to do with what he pleased. His little fuck toy, cum slut, cock tease, and play thing. All his. Slowing his thrusts down, he began to make short hard jabs into her pussy while his hands slid back down her sides to her hips. One hand slid over to her ass and a finger dipped into her wetness then moved to her puckered hole. She was already lose from his earlier intrusions so his finger slid in just fine, pushing deep into her ass while his cock fucked her pussy. “Mmm, you’re so tight, my little plaything” he murmured as he began to pump his finger in and out in time with his cock. “How does it feel to have your virgin holes filled to the max, my play thing? Do you like it?” He licked his lips as he continued to torture her with pleasure, waiting for her response.
 
It seemed endless, each thrust sending a new, more intense spike of pleasure through her body, adrenaline mixing with the arousal and making every movement of his more intense than the last. Her poor pussy, hungry for the thick length of him, clung desperately to his cock as he pulled in and out of her over and over again, those small cries becoming louder and longer each time. She could hear him slipping inside of her, her body eagerly accepting him and producing as much of her aroused juices as fast as it could. The sound was embarrassing, but the hot feeling of it trickling down the back of her thighs was intoxicating. Already her eye swere beginning to haze over with pleasure and shock, and she turned her face down to muffle her cries into the sofa cushions. She screamed when she felt his hand in her hair, pulling her up and arching her back just so, giving him a sharp angle to enter her at, causing every inch of her skin to burn with need. She could feel her heartbeat in her clit, and her nipples stung. "God, oh god..." Anna began to whimper, chanting small cries of wonder and desperation as he continued to bury himself deep inside her, her breasts bouncing with every hard thrust. His first slap earned a sharp scream from her, and he would be able to feel her aching walls tighten drastically around him. The second earned a deep moan, and when he finally released her and let her fall forwards again to lean on the couch, a sheen of sweat had covered her body.

He had said this was only the beginning, but Anna was sure it felt more like the end. His strong hands wrapped around her hips, using them as handles, he fucked her hard, and fast. She moaned, and screamed, her back arching when she felt his slick finger slip into her tight ass, giving her a very slight taste of what it meant to be double penetrated. She could feel the pressure of his finger and cock on either side of her sensitive inner walls, and the world was beginning to grow black. She did not even realize she was screaming at first, her hips rocking back against his, urging his cock forward, the thick length sliding insistently over her sweet spot over and over again. "Ohh, please! It feels so -Oh please stop!" She panted, a thin line of drool escaping her lips as he continued to pound into her mercilessly. "I'm gonna - Oh god, I'm gonna....!"

When it hit her, she was sure she might die. The burst of wet heat within her overwhelmed her senses, and she moaned and screamed and cried in ecstasy, her first real orgasm thundering within her tight body, an almost dazed smile on her lips and he continued to thrust faster and faster within her spasming walls. Nonsense words escaped her, things like "Yes!" and "More!" and pleas to God in heaven. It was amazing. She felt tears stinging her eyes. Would this ever end?

God, she hoped not.
 
The feeling of her tight little body, pinned underneath his thrusting hips, was almost more than Devon could take in that moment. He knew fucking the little cock tease would feel dangerously pleasurable but he had no idea she’d be this tight or this willing. Her juices practically poured from her sweet little pussy, creating a nice little slide for his cock, and he took advantage of it! Hips thrusting hard, he continued to pound inside her, his shaft sliding in and out, in and out, his swollen head scraping against the tender nerves of her tight little passage. He was moaning now, small mewling sounds that slithered from his lips with each movement, sounds that told him he was getting closer and closer to that moment of release, when he’d pour his hot seed deep inside her. Every moan she answered with, every squeal and whimper, just brought him closer to that edge of that chasm that he wanted to leap.

When her words came, first as a whimpered plea, then as a panted warning, he groaned and thrust harder, the couch rocking more with each sharp jab of his hard shaft into her moist passage. He felt it hit her, that wall of pleasure that ripped through her body and locked her muscles, sweeping through her nerves and pounding her heart. It was hard and swift and oh so sweet, especially since he’d caused it. When he felt her passage clamp down on him, a long moan was ripped from his throat and his body began to thrust out of control, his hands grabbing her hips hard. He began to really fuck her then, his actions animalistic at this point, not a care in the world about the damage he might cause her tight little body in that moment. Each thrust speared into her, riding right through her climax, her moans and screams music to his ears. All he wanted was release, to pump his hot seed deep inside her, and her climax was the trigger for that, her juices coating his cock. He pumped and pumped and finally, with a deep thrust and a loud moan, he buried himself inside her, his hot seed pouring out.
 
Just as her climax began she could feel her walls clinging desperately to his thick shaft, her body desperate for more and more friction as each wave of her orgasm began to wash over her, rising in intensity each time. She almost couldn't hear his moans over her screams, but knew well enough that it must feel good for him as he suddenly tightened his grip on her hips and thrusted harder and faster into her, using her hips as handles to keep her lined up and as close as possible for each thrusting spear of his arousal. Now more than ever she could really feel him inside of her, she could feel the slight curve, the swollen head that scraped against that tender spot inside her, and the pulse of his heart beat from the veins in his shaft. He kept fucking her, she kept screaming, he kept going, and she kept cumming. "Yes! Ohhh, God.... God, god god!" She panted, her tongue running along her bottom lip as she continued to scream and moan, reaching her pinnacle just as he was about to reach his. That final, intense wave surged through her at the precise moment his shaft sank deep into her, spurting thick, hot streams of hot cum inside of her, coating her already heated walls. He was leaning into her and holding her tightly, where as she had her back arched and was pressing her hips back against his as hard as she could. She almost felt as if she were vibrating from this intense feeling, her pussy clenched so tightly around him she was sure she must be hurting him.
 
Devon moaned loudly as his orgasm reached its peak, crashing over him like an ocean wave during a hurricane. It smashed through body, burning his nerves, and left him weak when it was done. His body was pressed her against hers and he remained buried inside her as his breathing slowed. “Mmmm, my little cock tease, you are quite the sexy little fuck. I can’t wait to plow into you again and again.” He kissed the back of her neck then, tenderly and lovingly, though he hadn’t even really realized that he’d done it. “Was it good for you my little play thing? Did you like having my hard cock fucking you from behind like that, plowing through your tight passage until you came?” He reached around her waist then and lightly began to stroke his fingers over her sensitive folds, noting the sticky wetness that existed between them now. “Ah, I see that you did, my little play thing. You’ll love it just as much the second time then.” With that he slowly stood, drawing his finger tips down her spine until he gripped her hips. He moved his body backwards then, slowly drawing his now limp cock out of her body inch by inch, letting her feel all of it as he pulled free of her clinging body. As soon as he was clear of her, he gripped her hair and lifted her off the couch, standing her up. His hands turned her around then and pushed on her shoulders. “Get down on your knees now, my little play thing. You need to clean me up and, if you’re lucky, get me hard again so we can play some more.” The young woman looked at him, tears on her cheeks but desire still in her eyes. He grinned and pushed her down, drawing her face close to his flaccid cock, his body humming with desire and anticipation. “Just take it in your mouth, my plaything, and slowly lick and suck at it.”
 
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