Moved [RoleplayMaster and Sigr]

"Don't be silly!" Veronica pouted, pinching his nipples in retaliation, but a kiss and a confession of love dispelled her frown. She dried the incoming tears, and a smile flourished in her face. "Now it's when I fuck you dry" Veronica added, putting her hands firmly on the bed, starting to ride Curtis up and down without mercy. His manhood wasn't long, but it was firm as steel and poking upwards, hitting her in the spot with every thrust, his glans slowly pounding an orgasm out of her.

"Go on, fill me up, you can't stop me" Veronica dared, even if she wasn't sure about how his prodigious virility could feel inside her, rising her pace as fast as her knees allowed.

"Ow!" He yelped, pulling her away from his nipples. Grinning, he moaned loudly as her fucking began to start, milking him dry with her pussy. "Holy shit." he groaned, feeling her tighten around his cock, milking his cock for all of it's semen. Or seemingly all of it. Since he cums so much anyway. She'd feel every shot of cum shoot inside of her, up to the point that she was leaking cum all over him. "Good thing we got those towels." Curtis smiled, wiping himself off and handing her the towel. "So uh... how do we continue? Because I want to do this all night long." He grinned, a little unsure since her pussy was now full of his cum.

The torrential streams of seed filled Veronica's insides, making her tremble, feeling Curtis' overpowering seed seep in every corner, every crevice, until she was full and leaking. "H-Holy shit" Veronica mumbled, she didn't cum but she was awfully close. "I'm too close and can handle another one, you aren't going anywhere" she said in her needy and bossy tone.

Veronica turned ninety degrees to a side, until she was basically scissoring Curtis. She grabbed herself to one of his legs, like a kid would do to the bar of the horse in a carousel and she continued her grinding. His leg was trapped in her arms, surrounded by her breasts, and in the meantime Veronica's hips swayed without stop, offering Curtis no rest. She made no effort to relax, her insides clenching all around him, only the lubrication from his cum allowed him to escape her grasp only to return. Her sweaty body shook, reaching her first orgasm due to penetration, using his leg to hold herself while she came. Her twisting and turning made Curtis unleash yet another of his milky barrages, making her feel fuller than ever, causing her to be on the verge of yet another orgasm.

"This... fuck... too much..." Veronica crawled through the bed, trying to keep most of Curtis' semen in her and managed to pull a washbasin from under the bed. "Come 'ere" she pulled Curtis with her before crouching on top of it. "My clit, finger it... I need it to release..." she moaned and gasped, begging for him to stimulate her clit so she could easily release the belly bulging load she was clenching inside.

Eyes widening as his leg was raised, the new position was something he had never seen before in porn. It felt odd, but nice, except for his tired dick mercilessly being rubbed by Veronica's pussy. She was tight, continuously milking him, and it did not take long for a second orgasm to hit him, while she had her first. He could see her stomach bulging from the cum, which would eventually dissipate when he pulled out.

Watching Veronica struggle to the edge of the bed, Curtis nodded at her request. Reaching between her legs, Curtis began to finger her clit, rubbing it furiously as he knew her sensitive pussy would not take much more.

"Yes! Yes! There! Yes!" Veronica huffed and hissed, barely leaning herself against the bed, Curtis fiercely extracting another orgasm out of her. It didn't take long, Veronica quivered and trembled, holding on the bed for dear life, as the orgasm made her scream, pushing most of the waves of semen Curtis shot inside her, flowing in the wash basin.

When Veronica returned from the trip she was taken in, she did so with a smile. Her stocking clad legs could barely held her, but that didn't mean she was done. "If you have two... more shots in you..." her breath was ragged. "I want one in each hole..." Veronica wanted to know how it could feel, being full on both sides. "Pick the order and how you want to do it, it's not like I'm in position to fight..." she mumbled, laboriously dragging herself on the bed again.

Smiling nervously at her suggestion, Curtis nodded and grabbed her hand. Pulling her back onto the bed, Curtis smiled and kissed her cheek. "I can do three shots, one in each hole." He offered. "Hopefully I don't hurt you too much." he said, his cock wet and lubed from his semen. Pulling Veronica on top of him, her back to his stomach, Curtis gripped her legs underneath her knees, slowly sliding into her ass. It was a very tight fit, and he knew that he had to be gentle. Slowly, her lower body was hiked up into the air, as his cock began to thrust slowly. "Your body may be tired, but how good is your dirty mouth?" he asked, nibbling on her earlobe. and kissing her neck. "I want to leave your tired body a cum-oozing mess... When I'm done with you, I'll take a shower while cum slowly seeps out of all three of your holes." He smirked, hoping to get her started.

Veronica couldn't hold a gasp when Curtis promised Veronica her fill, upping the ante and helping her. She was going to end messed up, and started to wish for it. "You won't hurt me, love. I know that" Veronica said, pausing as he helped her move. Veronica could feel his warmth on her back, his embrace as he slowly inched inside her ass, opening a way with his hardness. Curtis was pacing herself, calmly churning her insides, not a hurry to paint her whole.

"I'll try my best..." Veronica said as Curtis nibbled her. "But I can't promise that I won't end up just screaming and moaning like an animal" she said, now that she knew how a couple shots felt, doubting that she could even talk as the things progressed. Every push, each throb of his meat in her back sent waves of pleasure at the over sensitive Veronica. The position had her vulnerable, subjected to his pace and unable to do much but enjoy the ride.

"Slow..." Veronica mumbled. The nerves of her ass making her shiver. She tried to grope her own breasts, but every move seemed too tiresome, a distraction from Curtis' work, and soon desisted focusing on how he pushed him in and out of her ring. Soon his gentle rhythm started to feel like torture, always keeping her on the edge, the promise of an orgasm that could be never reached. "Please Curtis, fuck-ah! me... this pace is going to drive me maaaad..." Veronica begged. "Pound me! Fill me with your cream!" she screamed, eager to get another orgasm and yet fearful of what mess she could end as when Curtis made him promise true.

Hugging Veronica's body to his own, Curtis listened to her talk quietly to tell him to go slowly. He complied, knowing that it would likely hurt and probably tear her ass apart with his cock. It did not take long for her to beg him to go faster, and the boy was very happy to comply. Thrusting faster and faster, her dirty talk spurring him on. Her tight hole wrapped around his cock, it was not long until cum was shooting deep inside of her. Groaning loudly as he shot inside of her, his hands relaxed, letting her legs rest at last.

Rolling Veronica off of him, Curtis laid on top in a normal missionary position. Sliding inside of her, Curtis kept it slow, being gentle in a romantic sense. "How are you feeling? This is amazing so far." He asked, kissing her neck softly

His semen flowed in her like magma, making Veronica feel the heat in her ass, her legs trembling, victim of an orgasm that roared deep and low in her insides. It was so different and yet so pleasurable...

Veronica's eyes were hazy, enraptured in a wave of pleasure that wasn't peaking at that time, but never stopped making her feel floating. A good part of her efforts were focused on clenching his bottom, keeping Curtis' seed in, but that also made her tighten around him when he entered her sore cunt. Veronica could almost feel every vein, every bump, tracing a map of his manhood as it traveled in and out of her.

His balls were slowly beating against her twitching ass, and his pelvis caressed her clitoris each time he bottomed out. "I... ahh, fuck..." Veronica managed to rise a hand to his face. "Now I know... the night of the party..." she caressed his face, no wonder she had ended like that if anything close to what was going on happened while they were drunk. Most of her speech was ridden with moans and gasps, having difficulties to articulate. "It's so good..." part of Veronica was feeling numb, as floating in a cloud, while all her nerves focused on the parts being worked out.

Her hand fell from Curtis' face back to the bed, getting utterly fucked by her stud. "I'm going to end up drunk of cum..." she muttered, her talking mouth and her clenching groin were the only parts of her she felt able to move.

Grinning as Veronica spoke, she found every word romantic, no matter how dirty. Grinding his hips against hers, he was very slow with his movements, savouring the moment. She seemed so out of it, it was so hot knowing he did that to her. As she began talking once again, Curtis chose this time to speed up suddenly, in order to distort her voice. It was fun doing this to her, but not as fun as cumming inside of her, which he was about to do. Thrusting faster and faster, his balls suddenly slapped hard against her ass, making a soft red imprint as he shot his load. "Fuck." He groaned, collapsing against her as he caught his breath. He wanted to keep his promise to her, and having Veronica leaking cum from all her orifices sounded extremely hot in his mind.

Gently sliding out of her, Curtis moved up her body until he was kneeling above her head. Her arms were pinned to her sides, as she gazed up at his cummy cock. It had gone in her ass, then her pussy. Now it was time for her mouth to finish off. "I might be a little rough. Just tap me on the leg if you need me to stop." He instructed, gently lifting her head and sliding his cock inside.

Slowly, he bobbed her head on his cock, enjoying the different sensation this hole gave compared to the other two. It felt good, slightly entering her throat as her tongue pressed against him. Feeling himself harden in side her mouth to full capacity, the boy took over the work, thrusting in and out gently. He didn't go too rough, deciding to wait until the end to do so. The end didn't take long to reach though, as a few moments later, his hand had gripped her hair. Thrusting faster and faster, his load soon shot hard inside her. She'd feel it entering her stomach, and strangely enough, coming up too. But not up to vomit.. no, instead, it began leaking from her nose. Ever so slowly, Curtis pulled out of her mouth, standing up and panting as he admired his work. "You look close to passing out, but incredibly attractive." Curtis laughed softly, his cock incredibly tender. "I'm going to take a quick shower." Curtis said, stumbling to the bathroom as he moved to complete the last part of what he had promised.

As Curtis was pounding her snatch, Veronica did little more than moan. As she felt his semen flow in spades inside her pussy, Veronica had her last orgasm of the night, a long silent scream in her mouth, as only gasps came out of it. She was shaken by the fiercest and longest orgasm in her life, losing control of her lower self, the seas of white starting to leak as she had no strength left in her to keep them in.

Curtis moved to her mouth to fulfill his promise, making her taste a sample of what she had in her insides, her eyes mostly rolled up, unable to fully comprehend what was going on, only that she wanted more. She managed to suck on it, like a weak baby would suck on his mother's breast, but most of the work ended up in Curtis hands, that soon pushed his last shot into her. Filling her stomach, and getting out her nose making her cough, Veronica indeed ended leaking cum from her three holes.

It was a sight to behold. Her blonde hair was sticky with a mix of sweat and semen, while her face seemed one of bliss, despite the occasional coughs of white liquid. Her bare chest heaved up and down, slowly, with the occasional tremble, her arms lying to the sides, immobile. Her lower self was a mess, as her reddened genitals slowly let a river of white go, occasional aftershocks of what seemed a never ending orgasm making her hips shake, even if her stocking clad legs didn't seem able to move.

If Veronica had heard Curtis talk, she didn't show any recognition of it, as her tall athletic figure drifted into a pleasurable sleep in a milky sea.

As Curtis returned from his shower, he found Veronica asleep on the top of the bed. Laughing to himself, he took a photo that he would show Veronica the next morning (before deleting, in case it would end up in the wrong hands), and cleaned up Veronica as best as he could. Not wanting (or able) to move her, Curtis simply found some warm sheets from the cupboard to place over Veronica, while Curtis got dressed and moved to the living room to sleep. He didn't mind, after all, he just had the best night of his life.

--

The next morning, Curtis wrote a note to Veronica and left it beside her sleeping head. It read:

"I'm taking a shower. Feel free to join me"

Drawing a winky face below it, the boy then set her alarm to go off in one minute, then proceeded to turn the shower on and get in. His cock was still very sensitive, so he did not seek to fuck her, simply have a romantic shower together.

"Grmpffff" Veronica grunted, slamming the alarm clock with her hand. Slowly she managed to open her eyes, feeling herself sore, slightly dirty and sticky. The shower sounded at the background, and soon she noticed the small playful note by her side. She slowly got up from the bed, noticing that she was still wearing the garter belt and stockings, removing them to drop them with the rest of the dirty laundry.

"It's tooooo sooooon..." she groaned, walking in the bathroom, scratching her belly. Veronica sat on the toilet without ceremony, and soon the tinkle echoed around while she took a leak, her gasping of relief. Wiping and getting up when she ended, Veronica grabbed a bottle of mouthwash and gargled a bit, spitting it on the toilet before flushing. "At least that way the morning kiss will taste of..." she read the bottle before leaving it back, "Fresh Spearmint, and not... dunno, Manmade Milk" she laughed her own crass joke before entering the shower. "Good morning, my love" Veronica leaned for a mint flavored kiss, her hair going everywhere and body aching.

"Oh, the warm water feels so good..." she mumbled, still sounding half asleep. "Ow, ow, ow" she whined, when trying to bend a little bit. "I'm aching more than after a game, you beast. I'm gonna need help scrubbing" Veronica admitted. "And I don't mean it like in a porn movie, I really need help, not another dose of that" she pointed at his groin with a smile. "I think that if you grind your cock against my pussy for the next couple of days I could catch fire" Veronica laughed again. It was clear that even drowsy, she was happy with what happened, and was eager to be merry with her beloved around.

Laughing at all of Veronica's jokes, Curtis leaned in and hugged her. "Last night was amazing." He told her, kissing her softly. Grabbing the soap, Curtis was only too eager to oblige with the washing request, lathering his hands up and washing her body. "I took a photo of you last night, after you passed out. It was extremely hot, seeing you ooze cum from every hole." He laughed. "I'd keep it, but I don't want to risk anyone else seeing it." Curtis added, scrubbing her chest and stomach, then her pussy and thighs. Half of her body was covered in dried up cum, and it was all thanks to him. "But.. as much fun as that was, we probably shouldn't do that every time. So sore... Plus the cleanup takes forever." He added, kissing her lips again.

"So... how'd you like last night? I doubt you were conscious for some of it." He giggled quietly, working on her back. He did his best to clean her in as much of a massage-like motion as possible, wanting her to feel relaxed and not sore.

"Mission accomplished then?" Veronica asked as Curtis told her about the state she was in the night before. "I've to see that picture" she said. Veronica hissed a little bit when Curtis carefully cleaned her most delicate parts, still sore. "Yeah, last night was something special, we gave our all" she admitted. "And as fun as it was such moments have to be sparse" Veronica added.

"Yeah, I only half remember anything after you came in my pussy. Something about a blowjob, not much else" she shrugged, knowing that she was perfectly safe on Curtis' care even if unconscious. "What I remember clearly was you saying you loved me" she added, kissing him.

"Well... I came in your pussy, then your ass, then your pussy again. Then I gave you a blowjob, and the cum came out your nose a bit." Curtis explained, giving her ass a squeeze, bending over and kissing her ass cheeks as they were still red and raw from the spanking. Standing straight once again, he smiled widely as she mentioned her remembering that he said he loved her. "Present tense, not past tense. I love you." Curtis corrected, kissing back deeply. "I can't remember if you said anything though..." He mused, teasing and obviously lying. He was waiting for her to say it, as he loved hearing it.

"How's your bum feeling? After the spanking and the anal, I'm betting you'll be on your stomach when I give you a massage later." He asked, sneaking in a mention of giving her a massage.

"Out of the nose?" Veronica laughed. "Then it's no surprise I don't remember, I possibly ended with some of that in my brain too" she joked. "You sure can remember a lot of fucks coming from my mouth" Veronica laughed. "I love you. I love you Curtis" she repeated, kissing him. "Oh, so now you worry about the state of my butt?" Veronica smiled. "It's fine, you were a gentleman. A butt fucking, ass spanking gentleman, but still" she caressed his face. "I'm taking the free massage though, no complains there" she said.

Laughing softly, Curtis decided to surprise Veronica by jumping into her arms. He knew that if she were tired, she likely wouldn't be able to hold him too well, so the boy quickly wrapped his legs around her waist, and held onto the top of the shower stall door. "I love hearing you say that." He said softly, kissing her deeply.

The rest of the day was spent at home, with Curtis tending to Veronica's every need. Some boyfriends would tire of doing stuff like that, but to Curtis, it was a blessing. Rubbing his hands all over her back, ass, and feet while watching Star Wars: Episode 7. Occasionally, he would leave to get food or drinks for either of them, but it was a good day.

--

Five weeks later, and Curtis was excited. Not only had he finally turned sixteen, but his parents had bought him a new car... well, not a new car. A car that was new to him, but quite clearly preowned. It was a small, blue corolla hatchback, with paint damage from the sun. But while it may not look that great, it ran perfectly, which was all Curtis really cared about.

"Happy Birthday honey." Helen said, kissing him on the cheek. "I gotta go to work, so have fun today." His mother smiled, giving him a hug and running off to her own car. Driving off, Curtis watched her leave, before walking next door to Veronica's house. Knocking on the door, he silently waited, wondering what Veronica had gotten him.

Veronica opened the door wearing the most weird of outfits, a cute pink apron over her sky blue pajamas. The apron had flour stains on it, among others, and Veronica pouted a little. She leaned forward, giving Curtis a big kiss before anything else, then smiled. "Happy Birthday, I had it almost finished..." she said, getting Curtis inside the house. "Still accustomed to knock, Curtle?" Veronica smiled. A few weeks ago she finally managed to think of a nickname, somewhat of a way to compare him to a turtle, but she only used it when he behaved in a shy way. "I gave you a set of keys for something" she added, "but that way I can finish it, wait here a moment" Veronica sat Curtis down on the living room. After a couple spurting noises she managed to return from the kitchen with a chocolate cake, its slightly wonky shape betraying that it was home made, with "Happy BDay Love" fuzzily written with whipped cream on the top, a bunch of lit candles unevenly spread by.

"I have a plan for today, but first the cake" Veronica announced. "Happy Birthday, Love" she echoed the sweet writing, giving him another kiss. "Don't ask for a naughty wish when blowing, you already got plenty of that" she joked. "This is just a small thing, my present comes later" she said, a sly smile showing on her face. "What did your parents get you?" Veronica asked, curious.

"Yeah, I don't like to intrude. I'll use the keys if you're expecting me to come over, but if I don't say beforehand, I'll knock." Curtis explained, kissing her softly and entering the house. Sitting on the couch in the living room, the boy waited patiently for his girlfriend to return.

"Wow, that looks delicious." He said enthusiastically, cutting himself and Veronica a small slice each. He didn't want to feel bloated, especially since he suspected (and hoped) that sex would be coming later. Curtis had already blown out the candles, wishing for a long, strong relationship with Ronnie.

"A car." Curtis answered with a small grin, biting into his cake. "It's a little old and doesn't look the best, but it runs well, which is all that matters." He added, pulling Veronica down onto the couch too. "So you've got a plan for today?" He asked, repeating her earlier statement.

"I do" she just answered, being mysterious. "Do you want to drive me in your car for a change? You can use mine as well, I think you should be able to handle something that big and unruly" she joked. Veronica leaned on him, playing with his hair. "We'll be heading downtown first, then... we'll see" she explained a little bit. "But I really can't go around like this, I'm going to change" she paused for a moment, the apron and pajamas were hardly appropriate.

"As much as I like seeing your mouth open and shiny eyes every time I go down the stairs, you know you can come upstairs and talk while I get dressed, right?" Veronica commented. "I mean, Rachel is spending a weekend in San Francisco with her boyfriend, not that she really minds you being on my room" she added. Veronica's mother had been even merrier than usual lately, and she kept talking about the same man more than twice. "I wonder when she's going to introduce him to me" she mumbled, not caring much as long as Rachel was happy.

"Sounds good, yeah. Give the car a bit of a go. It's a little small though" He warned, finishing his cake and enjoying the hand playing with his hair. It was one of his favourite non-sexual things Veronica did to him, the other being hugs and cuddles. Standing up, Curtis gestured for Veronica to start moving to her room, and then he jumped on her back. The boy was very light, so he knew it would not serve an issue to someone like Veronica.

"The issue with me being in the room while you change, is restraint." He admitted, hopping off of Veronica's back while she began to change. Curtis seemed to resist for a little while, but once her pajama top was removed, his mouth seemed magnetised to her nipple, nibbling and sucking on it for a few moments. "Sorry. Had to" he grinned, backing off while she finished up.

Veronica carried Curtis up on her back. "Next time I'm going to carry you in my arms, like a princess" she joked, even if she was very capable of such a thing. Veronica started to undress, and when she removed apron and the top part of her pajamas, he took advantage, slobbering one of her nipples. "Curtis! Ah!" she said out of surprise, letting a small moan out. It didn't last, but it made her feel sensitive. "That's cheating, you are lucky that it's your birthday, you bad boy" she said.

Veronica undressed, keeping an eye on her mischievous boyfriend, putting on a simple but beautiful set of deep red underwear. She covered her legs with opaque black stockings, thick enough to kept her from catching a cold, rising up to her waist. Then she put on a short white dress, completing the outfit with black shoes. The ensemble was mesmerizing, a black and white contrast that was hiding hints of red, briefly visible on her cleavage depending on how she leaned.


In a moment she bunched her hair in the back, ready to go. "Get me to your ride, I'll give you indications on the road to take" Veronica announced.

"Damn... I want to ravage you right now." He said bluntly, pulling her close for a long kiss and an ass squeeze. She looked so hot, and somehow it was extremely hot watching her dress up for him, as opposed to undressing for him. He eventually pulled away, knowing he had to try and behave himself.

Taking her hand, Curtis lead her to his new car, unlocking it and getting in the driver's seat. Turning the key, it did not take long until he was driving along the roads. "Now, as much as I love your teasing and such, just give me directions and nothing else. I'm still not the most confident driver." he confessed.

Veronica had to work squeezing herself in, the car wasn't made for people like her, that was for sure, so she had to push her seat as backwards as it allowed. The final result wasn't so bad, and it was somewhat comfy, even if a bit weird since Curtis' seat was now pushed way forward compared to her own. "Yeah, no playing with your gearstick while driving" she joked. To be true, even being as horny as they tended to be, they never fooled around while she drove, one thing was being in heat and the other being stupidly irresponsible.

Veronica guided Curtis around the city, slowly and carefully, as driving through Los Angeles could be somewhat of a gauntlet even for an experienced driver. Once they were just by the place, Veronica told Curtis to stop and park, he was so focused that only had eyes for the road. "Now, close your eyes and let me guide the birthday boy to his present" Veronica said, awaiting for him to obey. Once Curtis couldn't see anything, she got out of the car, and went to his door, helping Curtis get out and closing it. "Still closed, we are almost there..." she said, holding his hand as they walked. It was a street downtown like any other, that much Curtis knew by driving to it, and he could hear the cars and people around them. They didn't stumble with any other passerby, Veronica's height working to their advantage.

"Here we are! You can open your eyes now" she instructed, glee on her voice. They both were in front of what couldn't be mistaken as anything else than a huge sex shop, so big that it occupied several stories of the building. While Curtis was baffled, Veronica just pulled him in, getting inside.

"Welcome to-" an employee said, stopping for a moment. "Can I see your IDs? You don't look of age to be here" he added.

"It's fine, they are with me" a handsome twenty-something man with a somewhat familiar look appeared. "Treat them like any other client" he said.

"Fine, boss" the employee just said, backing off.

"Naida didn't lie, he's cute" the man said, looking at Curtis like he wanted to devour him. "Kevin Freeman, Naida's big brother, a pleasure" he extended a hand to shake. Him being the owner of the biggest sex shop in the city sure had to bring a headache to his parents if they were as old fashioned as Naida said.

"Thank you for allowing us in, but keep you paws away from by boyfriend" Veronica said with a smile, towering above him.

"Just saying the truth, Nica" he shrugged. "I'll give you two space, knock on my office if you need help with anything" Kevin said, going away.

"I didn't know what to get you, so I thought that I could bring you to the toy shop itself and let you pick as many things as you wanted" Veronica said. "I'm spoiling you, no wonder you act so bratty sometimes" she joked.