She May Be a 4 but She Fucks Like a 10

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She May Be a 4 but She Fucks Like a 101.I’ve always had a weakness for a certain kind of girl. I know; as a guy, if the situation is right, I could conceivably find myself attracted to any type of girl. At least, within reason. But in ‘guy culture’, women are grouped into certain categories. This is no mystery, but the groupings play out more or less in the following way:Perfect 10s: Universally recognized as ‘ideal females’. International sex symbols, models, and some actresses can fall into this category.8-9s: Almost as universally regarded as ‘ideal females’, and many who fall into this category may be considered ‘perfect 10s’ by any given male.6-7s: ‘Hot’, ‘Sexy’, ‘Cute’; women in this category may have two or three extraordinary physical features, but perhaps have one or two noticeable imperfections.4-5s: Women who are neither particularly attractive or especially unattractive. Perhaps have one or two ‘nice’ physical features, but also have noticeable physical flaws.2-3s: Women who have obvious or immediately apparent physical abnormalities. Obesity, poor hygiene, etc.1s: Perhaps even rarer than perfect 10s; women who are entirely and universally recognized as unattractive to all men (and women).It’s curious how this list works for some men. For instance, I can objectively recognize that a particular woman is a stunning ‘Perfect 10’, but also find myself less attracted to her than I might find one specific woman who would be rated lower. Sometimes a female can be ‘too perfect’. Sometimes too, it’s easy to see that although a woman might be incredibly physically attractive, she might also be boring, demanding, or underwhelming in bed. However, I might find a lower rated woman less physically attractive generally speaking, but could see how she might be far more energized, exciting, or adventurous in bed. In fact, some of those physical ‘flaws’ might be a particular turn on. Case in point, once I was with an older woman– she was in her early 40s, I was in my mid 20s at the time– who was unbelievable in bed. At the time, she had been the best lay I ever had. When she was younger, she may have been an 8– but as she was older, and also had two missing fingers on her left hand from a c***dhood accident, she wasn’t ever a 9 on anyone’s scale. When I knew her, I probably would’ve ranked her as a 7– but between the sheets she blew me away (figuratively and metaphorically).Alternatively, I knew a 9 once– a blonde with an incredible body. She wasn’t very giving in bed, and although I was very excited to fuck her, she was quite casual and nonchalant herself, which made the experience more forgettable for yours truly. The 9 was definitely more physically appealing, and felt good to fuck in her own way– but the 7 was by far more satisfying… and was much more rewarding, not just in a lust-filled way, but in terms of our own personal relationship as well. Not to mention the fact that the 9 was way more hesitant about taking my larger-than-average sized cock– not even necessarily because it would hurt (it did), but mostly because she didn’t want me to stretch her out so other guys wouldn’t enjoy her as much.She really knew how to make a guy feel special.But I’ve always had a weakness for a certain kind of girl. The kind of girl who I’d be hesitant to admit I was interested in when talking to other guys about which girls we’re into. The kind of girl who was a little rough around the edges, has a kind of weird or off-beat personality and sense of humor, but you know would just be insane once you got her clothes off. If for no other reason than she was just so grateful to get laid.I’d occasionally meet some of these kinds of girls– girls who were well within a 4 or 5 level rank– who had just the right combination of features that I would find them strangely irresistible. Still, previous to meeting Katie, I had never had the opportunity to actually indulge in this ‘weakness’ I have for that type. There are other kinds of 4 or 5s who don’t have those specific features. Some 5s might be ‘chunky’, or have an OK body but have just a homely face– or perhaps their body type is just unusual; those types never appealed to me. Girls I tend to like from this group usually have a few things in common: ‘bookish’, ‘nerdy’, ‘skinny’, and a little ‘tom-boyish’. And in Katie’s case, she was also ten years younger than me– so that fact came with its own taboo allure as well.2.Let me back up. Up until a few years ago, I was an assistant manager at a popular entertainment retail store that specialized in movies, music, and books. It was the kind of place townies would go to kill time, browsing books, movies or music CDs when they had nothing better to do. Not surprisingly with the advent of ebooks and online streaming, the company went bankrupt and all of us were out of a job. But I worked there for five years, and during that time I was slowly promoted to the customer service manager– and as such, part of my duties included training new hires.New hires for a video store aren’t exactly the creme-of-the-crop of the hiring pool. Not that they’re bad, either– they just tend to be people who are either A) right out of high school looking for their first job, B) people like me who’d worked entry level jobs their entire adult life without a higher education that could lead to a better job, or C) people who were semi-retired, or who lost their careers later on in life and had to start over from the bottom. As you can imagine, some of these new employees we would get would be great– but a great many of them would just be awful. As the assistant manager, I was responsible for taking these new hires, providing orientation and training to them. Sometimes it was fun, but more often it was pretty taxing, especially when it was clear a certain hire was going to have a hard time giving change to customers for the first time, or learning our organizational methods– or, even more difficult, learning our refund and return policy…I met Katie about a year before our store went bankrupt and closed. She was fresh out of high school when she joined us and barely made the hiring age cut off at 18. To be honest, I can’t even remember anything specific about the first time that I met her, or when I began her work training. Even now, after our little ‘affair’, I can admit that she’s was very plain looking girl. Short, ‘boyish’ red hair, freckles, glasses, and large front teeth. She was quite petite, and although I didn’t notice it until months after she started working for us, she had a remarkable, tight ass. She also had a fun, though quirky personality– a great sense of humor, and an intense love for bad horror movies, as evidenced by the large amounts of memorabilia she would purchase from the store with her hard earned money.She was an unusual girl though, that was for sure. A real ‘shut in’, didn’t seem to have many friends– and was very close to her family. She loved horror movies and smelled. Not a bad smell– but she didn’t use deodorant or perfumes or anything like that. Again, not bad– some girls wore way too much of that stuff. But Katie went au natural as far as that was concerned.To give an example of what an unusual girl she was, I was working with her one afternoon when she asked me what time it was. I looked at the clock on the wall and deduced from the position of the arms that it was 3:50 p.m.. Some time later, she asked me again what time it was– I told her it was 4:25, and mentioned that the clock was right there on the wall where she could see it.”I don’t know how to read a clock,” she admitted– seemingly totally serious.”Really?” I said, half laughing in disbelief, waiting for a punch line. But I could tell by the look on her face that she meant it. I didn’t bring it up again– but I left work that day wondering how someone could go through their entire life until 18 years old and not know how to read a clock. That was probably the first time that Katie stood out to me from the rest. The first time I spent any time after work thinking about her at all, actually. I had no idea what a huge part she’d come to play in my life in the coming weeks. If you’d have told me then that the nerdy, skinny k** who just started working for us who couldn’t tell time and had big crooked front teeth and huge glasses who looked like a four but fucked like a ten, I wouldn’t have believed it. The fact that she fucked me like a ten wouldn’t have even crossed my mind.3.I closed the shop many nights. For some reason, the company decided that our store stay open until 11:00, seven days a week. Nights were a quiet time, especially during the week, with few guests and plenty of time to straighten up at the end of the day. Katie, who admitted often that she was a ‘night owl’ who stayed up most nights and slept in most days, frequently worked the closing front counter shift with me on these evenings, along with one other associate who worked out on the sales floor.Provided that everything was getting done, I enjoyed talking and joking with my coworkers as much as anyone else. Some coworkers are better to hang out with and talk to than others, of course– and Katie was always fun to talk to. At least she was never boring. Although ‘bookish’ and ‘nerdy’, she wasn’t shy or self-conscious. She was very outgoing. And on this particular occasion, she was talking to me about a community college design class she had just started taking, and how her assignment was to come up with a series of sketches that looked as though they each took one hour to make. She was playfully bemoaning the task, mentioning how uninspired she was.”Just draw whatever’s in front of you,” I offered.”I’m no good at that. I am just good at drawing stuff from movies or comic books…””Here,” I said, grabbing an individually wrapped ‘hot pickle’ that we sold in our check out aisle and throwing it on the desk next to her sketch pad. “Draw this pickle pouch.””Why don’t you draw it?””Nah. I’m not going to mess up your sketchbook.””No. Go ahead. Really.”I shrugged. “Alright, fine–” I’m not sure what she was expecting, but I’m not a bad artist in my own right. I would sketch the pickle lying on the counter next to the daily work schedule and sign out sheet at the front desk for a few minutes, then depart to help a guest or continue some part of our store’s daily closing procedure. I’d return to find her eyeing my sketch curiously– before I would jokingly ask her to step aside so that I could continue my pickle-sketch masterpiece.”Not so bad, eh?” I asked, obviously proud of how well my stupid little drawing was turning out. “I mean, for a pickle.””Hot pickle,” she corrected.Sure enough, the pouch said ‘hot pickle’.”I stand corrected. Well, I hadn’t gotten to the label part, yet…”It was then that something happened. Really, it was then that this whole thing really started. Something about this exchange– at her seeing how well my drawing in her sketch book was turning out, combined with the way that she looked at me after joking with her– made her look at me in a way that made me think she was interested in a way I hadn’t noticed before. Truth be told, I hadn’t even considered it a possibility before, or even paid that much attention to her. But the way she looked at me– brief as it was, given that another guest walked up to the counter right then which diverted her attention away– forced me to give her a new look myself.She was cute, in a nerdy-girl kind of way. Her youth, short boyish red haircut, large glasses and big magnified eyes beneath them, along with her face splashed with freckles and large front teeth made her look so geeky– and although she wasn’t hot, she could pass as ‘cute’. And with her back turned, dealing with the customer at her counter, I couldn’t help but take in her figure. Her haircut may have been boyish, but her figure wasn’t. A far cry perhaps from the desirable, hourglass shape– with full breasts and hips– but still, Katie’s petite build had it’s own charm as well. She had a narrow waist– it seemed as though I could practically wrap my large hands around her completely– and she was so slender that I’m sure she could be picked up and manipulated easily. Her tight red and white striped polo shirt hugged her tiny torso, accentuating the outline of her bra strap that contained her tiny tits– little bite-sized breasts that would almost certainly have a small, responsive little nipple atop each small mound. Furthermore, her tiny waist gave way to a surprisingly tight shaped but upside-down ‘heart’ shaped ass that, held within her form-fitting blue jeans, was without a doubt exceptional, by any standard. Even if Katie was slightly more filled out and feminine, her ass would’ve still been her best feature. Her legs were long and skinny. Her bright red hair accentuated by her creamy white, flawless skin– arms, neck, and wrists sprawled with countless beige freckles.”Kevin,” she turned– seeing me staring directly at her ass, “Uh…” she hesitated for the briefest of moments, and I was certain that she had caught me. I felt a peculiar tightness in my stomach, that sensation of being caught when you weren’t expecting it– but somehow felt as though it wasn’t entirely unwelcome. “This lady, she was wondering if she could return this…””Sure,” I said abruptly– then, correcting myself, “Well, I mean– let’s see here…” the tenor of my voice wanting to appear professional and not at all surprised that I was caught staring. I stepped forward, between Katie and the guest, and proceeded to discuss our return policy. It took roughly three or four minutes before the issue was resolved– and although the front counter of our store was fairly spacious, Katie stood immediately at my side the entire time. I could practically feel the warmth of her exhalations on my arm as I spoke.4.The rest of the evening played out without much incident. It seemed as though I would notice Katie looking at me from time to time out of the corner of my eye– but that might’ve only just been that I was paying more attention to her than I had before now, after having noticed her as a possible female partner for the first time myself. I quickly finished up my pickle sketch in her notebook– I told her something along the lines of, “Well, there you go– you’ve got a picture of a pickle in your sketchbook forever now,””You didn’t finish it,” she said– smiling wide.”Maybe later, I’ve got to start closing up now.””My teacher is never going to believe I drew that,””Well, add to it, or finish it up yourself. Put your own style on it– I’m sure they’ll count it.””You could take my notebook and finish it, if you wanted to…””No, I’m not going to take your sketchbook assignments home with me,””They don’t need to be turned in until next week.””No. I’d lose it.””Well… oh, never mind,” she said.”What?””I was gonna say something but it wouldn’t work anyway,””What is it?””I was gonna say you could come by and finish it at my place, but…”There it was. I knew it was a mistake, but something inside of me welled up at this offer and all at once it seemed as though fucking a girl I had barely even noticed before tonight now felt not only possible, but a matter of certainty– perhaps that same night. I found myself extremely excited by this prospect– and I was somewhat surprised at myself. If I went through with this, Katie would be the youngest, oddest looking girl I’d ever laid. I felt disproportionately excited by the idea of fucking Katie– as I had felt more aloof at the prospect of fucking girls who ranked two times higher than she did in the past. There was just something about her…”Well, sure. I guess if you really want me to I could come over,””Really? But… I mean, I live with my parents, so that would be kind of weird…”She was so young that she still lived with her parents. I hadn’t lived with my parents since I was younger than she was. The knot in my stomach that was simultaneously warning me what a terrible idea this was while also encouraging me to blindly pursue my desires twisted harder.”Ok. Well, you could come over to my apartment. I live super close.”She was smiling big and was leaning in close. I mean, real close. No personal boundaries or anything. It made her somehow cuter, but also somewhat alarming how intense she could be.”Yeah? That would be fun! We could draw or watch a movie or whatever,” she said enthusiastically. So enthusiastically that I was beginning to wonder if she really had sex on her mind at all. The way she sounded made me think this would be an innocent ‘play date’ after all. Before I could even begin to try and walk this back, her demeanor changed.”But I can’t tonight,” she continued. “My parents are already coming to pick me up after work.””You don’t have a car?””No. Not yet.”The knot in my stomach was slowly untangling. The impulsive excitement of something possibly happening this very night was fading away– and with it’s recession would come a growing reconsideration as to whether or not I even wanted to get inside Katie’s pants after tonight.”I close again tomorrow night?” She offered as an alternative.”Me too,” I said, interest somewhat re-piqued, but still less excited than before.”Well, maybe tomorrow night I could come over. I could just tell my parents I’m seeing– a friend?” The tone in her voice seemed to waver around the fact that she wasn’t sure if she would be telling a lie or not.”Yeah. And I can take you home whenever,” I said.”Great! I’ll bring some of my other sketch books too. Do you have any at your place?””Uh. Somewhere, I’ll see if I can find them. It’s been a long time since I’ve really drawn seriously.””Cool,” she was smiling ear to ear. I smiled back and began my regular closing duties– all the while wondering what was going to happen. I guess that, if worse comes to worse, I could always just say no and that I’d rather just be friends. We only agreed to ‘draw’ and watch movies, after all– so I could always claim that that’s all I had in mind the entire time. Anybody might see right through that, but it could still be an option if it comes right down to it. Maybe I overestimated Katie– maybe this was all just a momentary lapse in my normally very consistent and refined judgement.Still, I went into the cash office to count the last of the drawers and get tomorrow morning’s bank deposit ready, trying to imagine what fucking Katie might be like. I would look up from time to time, and could see her through the office window– cleaning the counters and washing the windows. It seemed to me likely that she was a virgin. No girl who’d ever had sex would lack so much self-awareness. If she was a virgin, it might be difficult to get started. I’m fairly large, and some girls I’d been with in the past said they had a difficult time with me at first. Still– I had never been with a virgin before, either– and again there was that twist in my stomach, pulling between the feeling that this was wrong and that I should just resolve myself to not try and hook up with Katie– and an absolute conviction that I should totally hook up with her, because doing so would somehow exceed all my expectations.Same old story, I guess.5.The next day I woke up remembering my late-night ‘drawing party’ plan with Katie and asked myself what on earth I was thinking. “Maybe I’ve been single for too long,” I wondered as I went on about my day and got ready to go into work for my closing shift starting at 3 in the afternoon. Katie, a part time front counter employee, wouldn’t show up that night until her shift started at 6, when most of the day’s business was done and the day shift crew went home. I spent most of my time at work ignoring the stupid mistake I’d made, or trying to imagine a scenario that would get me out of my obligation– but by the time Katie arrived for her shift, I could tell that getting out of it would be difficult. She had brought her bag with her to work– and it was packed with sketch books and art supplies. Part of me felt nervous that she would be so excited that she would exclaim to everyone in the store that she and I were hanging out at my apartment after work to draw. But luckily she refrained– though when she came up and showed me the contents of her backpack, she was again smiling her huge, buck-toothed smile and looking at me with her large eyes, magnified under the thickness of her dark framed glasses.She came in wearing a large frumpy army jacket and sweatpants– and her boyish bob cut was tied up into a tiny little ‘firecracker’ pony tail on the very top of her head, making her look even more infantile and unattractive than usual– especially as the few stray bangs that still clung to her large forehead were greasy and sweaty, making her especially unappealing. It seemed to me as though I was in for a long night at work and a long night back at my place later. Both ended up being true, but not quite how I was expecting it to unfold.The day crew departed and soon I was mostly alone in the store with a few browsing guests, one sales floor associate who was busy organizing some section of the store that had been ransacked by middle school k**s looking for a particular Pokemon deck, or assisting the odd guest with finding one needle-work hobby book among our store’s haystack of products. Aside from that– it was just myself and Katie at the front counter.Without guests to check out at the front counter, Katie had little else to do except clean or organize supplies. As for me, I busied myself with taking inventory of consumable items. Soda, candy, popcorn– one of my tasks outside of managing the store’s bank account and training new employees. I was hoping to spend as little time at the front as possible, in hopes that maybe Katie would reconsider– or that I would grow the courage to weasel out of our arrangement– but soon Katie paged me to the front counter.”Kevin to the front, please– Kevin to the front,” blared the intercom. I sighed, assuming it was on account of a difficult guest. When I arrived at the front, she was all alone.”What’s up?” I asked.”Can you cover me while I go to the restroom real quick?” she asked.”Sure,” I said. Annoying, but reasonable. I switched on my light, and Katie quietly grabbed her bag and walked toward the restroom at the back of the store.Suddenly I felt guilty. The poor girl was so excited to have a friend. Maybe that’s really all she had in mind. Would it kill me to be nice to the poor girl? She might’ve looked pretty good the night before, and maybe that’s why I kind of let my dick do the thinking and agreed to a ‘date’ that I might not normally have agreed to– but she was a nice girl. A little weird, maybe– but is that so bad? Anyway, she’s still so young, too– probably never had a boyfriend. It would probably be good for her to have some positive male interaction so that she might not be so awkward talking to boys closer to her age and type. I also have to admit, I have a streak of being a little stuck up, myself. I can admit it. I keep a fairly rigorous workout routine, and try and keep my body physically fit– and along with this (sometimes) comes the feeling that I’m out of some girls’ league, even if I do occasionally see some 4 or 5 and my imagination starts to run wild. Still, I never really had problems getting good looking girls before.I waited at the front counter until I heard the restroom door close and saw Katie walking back up to the front. She had changed out of her frumpy army jacket and baggy sweatpants. What she was wearing was much more flattering, even though it wasn’t exactly surprising. She was wearing a Joker and Harley Quinn t-shirt, fairly tight, showing once again her small tits and the outline of her little bra tightly strapped around her chest and shoulders– and a pair of tight fitting short-shorts that contoured the roundness of her ass leaving very little to the imagination. Her white legs were blinding– but were long and surprisingly toned. She replaced the ponytail at the top of her head with two small pigtails, barely longer than my index finger each, but were positioned behind her head. This brought more hair down over her forehead, hiding her greasy bangs before much more full and clean looking red hair.She didn’t seem to smile or say anything as she returned, and I wondered if maybe she did catch the hint, and was being cold. And of course– seeing her a little bit more presentable started to force my mind to change its tune a little bit. I watched her tuck her backpack away in a little cupboard below the counter, and could see how perfect her ass looked in those shorts. Once again she turned to look at me abruptly– perhaps wanting to see if she could catch me staring. She had– and I didn’t do much to conceal the fact that I was staring and enjoying the view.Still, she had no reaction– but after a moment where I continued to look at her, she began to feel self conscious and asked, “What?””Shorts are against dress code,” I said.”I know, but,” she started– sounding concerned that I was going to come down on her for work related matters. “It was too hot for my sweatpants,””Then why’d you wear them?”She laughed, but not in good humor– “I was cold earlier!””Well. You look comfy in them. And besides, my place gets kind of warm, too– so I guess it’s a good thing you brought them with you.”Her eyes, which had been looking sheepishly down at her feet, suddenly looked up at me. Even though her glasses gave her eyes a somewhat comically over-sized and ‘nerdy’ look– this sudden flash brought the knot in my stomach back. She also had green eyes and dark lashes that flashed meaningfully at me with her look.”Hope you don’t mind,” I said.”Well. I uh– I hope it doesn’t get too much more hot at your place, since I don’t bring anything else but these…” her voice seemed clumsy as she stumbled over her sentence. If I had to guess, it seemed like she was attempting to make some kind of flirtatious hint that she didn’t have anything skimpier to change into if it’s too hot in my place? As soon as she had said it– her face turned a profound shade of beet red like I had never seen anyone blush before.”I’m sure you’ll be fine. Otherwise, you can borrow a towel for a cool shower if you really do get too warm. I don’t mind,” I turned and walked away– making kaçak bahis my exit, as I had to begin performing some of my closing duties. “I take it we’re still on for later, then?”She was still bright red when I looked at her. She couldn’t even smile, but she said, “Yeah…” hoarsely.I smiled sincerely– I had never really made anyone blush so intensely before. Nor had I ever really ‘flirted’ (if that’s what you could even call it) with anyone like her before, so watching the effect it had on her was surprisingly satisfying. I walked away, thinking of how good her tight little body looked in her change of clothes, and felt that familiar, dull, wanting ‘ache’ in my loins. More than ever, I had a strong inkling that it wasn’t just going to be drawing and movie watching. There was something else secretly promised too. Perhaps she felt my distance this evening, and wanted to sadly remind me– and it worked. Maybe I was crazy– but I shrugged my shoulders and thought fuck it, it might be fun fucking a four.6.”Alright, got everything?””Yep!””Alright, here we go…”I put in the security code for the store and the countdown began. We only had 30 seconds or so to exit the store and lock the door behind us. We hurried out the exit doors, I turned around and used my store key to lock the door– and from inside I heard the alarm sound, signifying that the store lockdown had successfully completed. After six or seven hours, the alarm system would undergo a shift where it wouldn’t automatically sound an alarm whenever the doors were opened, key or no key, in anticipation of the opening crew arriving to begin the next day’s work. But until that time, corporate mandated that nobody should enter the store for any reason, and an alarm would automatically sound if the doors were opened, notifying the police to drive by the store to see what’s going on. And it has happened before that at exactly this time, right when the closing code is initiated and the doors are locked, even though I always ask my fellow closing associate if they’ve got everything, every once in a great while I hear them say…”Oh no! I forgot my purse!”I looked at Katie in disbelief.”Are you serious?””Yes! Can we go back?””Uh, no. If we open the doors now the police are called. If it’s a false alarm, we get fined– and that comes down on me.””No way!””Can your purse wait until tomorrow?””It’s got my phone and my keys…””Well. I mean, can it wait until tomorrow morning when they come to open the store?””I won’t be able to call my parents and tell them when I’ll be home tonight. And I wouldn’t be able to get into my place anyways without my keys– not unless I knock on their window while they’re asleep and they’ll get so mad and ask me where I was and why I forgot my stuff and uuugg!”Katie let her head fall against the glass window of the door– staring frustratingly into the store she was just standing inside half a minute ago. Sure enough, staring back at her from inside was her purse, waiting calmly on the edge of the counter.I wondered what this meant for me. “So you can’t go home tonight?”At that, Katie paused. It seemed as though she was beginning to wonder what effect this would have on our evening, as well.”I mean. I guess I could. My parents are just going to be so pissed and annoyed at me is all… And I told them I’d be staying over at my friend Natasha’s house– and they’ll be like, ‘why aren’t you with Natasha?’ So then I’ll have to lie more and I’m really bad at lying in the first place… I was just planning on slipping into the house later when you dropped me off without anybody knowing and I’d just say Natasha dropped me off really early in the morning since she had to go to work but uuuuggg!””Hey, hey– just… I mean, if you’re cool with it, you can just stay at my place tonight.”There was another pause, Katie didn’t say anything. But I couldn’t help but just stare at her ass and waist, and imagine her naked on my bed as I fucked her from behind. I was beginning to get unbelievably horny and I was realizing how hard I was going to fuck her once I got her home and undressed. The urgency was mounting– and all this stalling wasn’t helping. If she could just stay the whole night, all the better…”Jacob is going to wonder where I am, too…””Who’s Jacob?” I asked, but somehow knowing already.Katie sighed. “Ugggh! My boyfriend…”I was honestly shocked. “Your boyfriend…” and then I felt surprisingly disappointed. “Does he know you’re hanging out with me tonight?””No. I didn’t want him to get jealous. He thinks I’m over at Natasha’s, too– but when I don’t text him back he’ll start to worry or get jealous or whatever…”This was all getting to be too much. The fact that Katie did have a boyfriend came as a huge surprise to me– and now I wondered if this changed anything about how I imagined our evening was going to go. Was she going to cheat on her boyfriend with me? Was she going to tell me? Were her intentions totally pure and innocent after all? Anyway– it didn’t seem to matter. We were stuck, and there was really only one thing we could do now.”Well, seems to me that the only thing we can do is just wait until morning. You can text your parents if you want on my phone– or Jacob or whoever– I just don’t want some dude texting me trying to figure out why his girlfriend is texting him on my phone…””I don’t know their numbers. They’re saved on my phone…””Well, what do you want to do? You can stay here or you can come to my place. Your choice…”Katie sighed again and then sc****d her forehead off of the window and walked next to me on our way to my car on the far side of the parking lot.”Thanks, sorry– that was just so dumb of me.””Don’t worry about it. I’m just wondering about this Jacob guy…””Well. I just– I just thought it would be fun to hang out with you but I didn’t want him to get all weird,”I unlocked the door and let her into the passenger seat of my car. I closed the door behind her, then walked around to the drivers side and got in.”He just– he’s kind of a weird guy,” she finished.He’s a weird guy. Coming from her. I wondered where that really put him.I started my car and began to drive home. “Katie, I don’t know about you, but– I don’t know, this is kind of stupid…””What?””I mean. I kind of got the impression– maybe this was wrong– that you and I might…””What do you mean?” The tone in her voice seemed to signify that she knew exactly what I meant.I looked at her. She was staring at me intensely. And not unhappily.”I think you know what I mean. Isn’t that what this was about? Sure, we could draw in your sketchbooks and watch a movie– but… I was hoping we weren’t only going to draw and watch movies, Katie.”She was quiet for a moment. Lights passed by our windows. Finally– with barely contained excitement in her voice. “What did you want to do with me?””There’s a lot I was going to do to… with you tonight. And I thought that’s what you wanted, too…””I do! I mean… yeah, I uh–” she laughed. “Wow, I can’t believe– I hoped but didn’t think…””Why?””Well. I mean– you’re… you’re so…” she beat around the bush, trying not to say what was on her mind, until she suddenly blurted out: “You’re fucking hot.””Well, recently I kind of took notice of you and thought you were pretty hot yourself.”Silence again. “Wow…” then, in disbelief, “Really?””But you never told me about your boyfriend.””Well he’s just kind of my boyfriend! I mean… oh god I shouldn’t say…””What?””No, it’ll ruin everything.””You should say it. Because I don’t know how I feel about being with you at my place if you already have a boyfriend.””He’s only kind of my boyfriend.””How kind of?””It’s just that– I’m still a virgin. I didn’t want to say it and maybe that’s a turn off for you, but maybe it’s better that I said it now because you’d probably find out later when you realized I don’t know what I’m doing, and Jacob doesn’t want to have sex but we do kind of kiss and touch each other a little bit but I’ve still never really been with a guy before, I mean not really, and I mean Jacob– he’s not like you. He’s… well he’s kind of weird.””You keep saying that. Weird how? Is he dangerous?”She laughed, “God no…””Is he like, waiting until marriage or something?””No…””So what’s his deal? Does he just not like sex?””Pretty much. He just wants me to touch him sometimes and that’s enough, but, he doesn’t really touch me much, but I don’t know– I never really have many opportunities, and… oh god this is so embarrassing! You’re probably like, thinking ‘what the hell is wrong with this girl?'””This guy just kind of sounds a little off to me. Who has a girlfriend but doesn’t want to have sex with them? I can understand– I mean, is he waiting for marriage or something like that… but even then you should want to.””No. He watches a lot of porno…””That’s ridiculous. I’ve spent the last couple of days imagining everything I’m going to– would like to do to you tonight… and I find out you’re with a boyfriend who doesn’t even like to touch you?””You’ve been thinking about me?”Just then, I was nearly pulling up into my apartment driveway– as close as I lived to work, it only took us a few minutes before we were nearly at my door.”Ever since yesterday. I don’t know– maybe this is going super fast, but something about working with you yesterday– and now this evening, I just couldn’t help myself. I kept thinking about getting you back to my place. Which– we’re here, by the way…”I pulled in, parked, and turned off my engine.”So,” I continued, “what do you think? You wanna come inside? Or if you think it’s for the best, I can take you to– your parents? Or your friends? Or your boyfriends…””No! I really, really, really really really want to hang out with you tonight.”I smiled. “Really really?””Like, really really really really really want to. You don’t mind that I– am a virgin?”I shrugged, seeming nonchalant. Truth be told– I was somehow extremely curious to see what this would be like, and was super excited at the idea of thinking that I was going to be this young girl’s first fuck. “We’ve all got to have a first time some time, and I can be patient. Who knows? Maybe you’ll be a good student.”She didn’t say anything, but I could see in her eyes, enlarged in the frames of her glasses, that she was thinking a hundred different thoughts about that remark. Her mouth hung halfway open. She looked so comical– and a little cute too, her little body sitting next to me in the darkness, illuminated from the moonlight outside.”C’mon– let’s go inside.”I opened my door, and she quickly opened hers as well. It was dark out– and I met her at the front of my car and walked her the few steps to my front door. I felt her little hand in mine– so tiny. Her pale skin seemed illuminated in the darkness of the night– the only thing I could see except a few reflections of light on the roofs and windows of parked cars and surrounding apartments.We said nothing. I dug into my pocket for my keys, and opened my front door. I reached a hand inside and flipped on an outside light, bathing the both of us in light from above– and turned on the living room light inside.”Come on in,” I said. I opened the door wide and let her enter.7.I watched her as she walked inside, looking around my humble abode. Not bad for a bachelor pad– art on the walls, soft lighting– a little unkempt here and there but the kitchen, floors, and bookshelves were all neat and orderly.”Nice,” she said. I closed the door.”Thanks. Want anything to drink? Water? Anything?””No, I’m okay…” nervousness in her voice. Was she wondering how to begin?”You sure? I’m going to have a soda water, but I’ve got a few beers– oh, I guess, you’re not technically allowed…”She made a face, indicating she didn’t like beer anyway.”I’ve got milk… uhm… a little bit of orange juice…””I’ll have a soda water, too.”I grabbed two lemon lime soda waters, popped them both open, and handed her one. She took a small sip, smiled, but seemed to be averting her gaze from mine.”I should tell you something too, Katie– since you told me that you’re a virgin.””Yeah? What is it… ?””I don’t mind that you’re a virgin. If you are sure that this is something you want…””Yes! I mean– yeah, I uh– I’m sure…”I smiled, “Good. But since you’re a virgin– and you’re pretty tiny– you should know that it might be a little painful your first time.””Yeah. I heard about that…” she said, and took another small sip.”And I don’t know about Jacob– but, I’m a bit bigger than most guys are on average. Maybe not bigger than all guys, but bigger than a lot. So– I don’t know. I just want you to know ahead of time,”I stepped up right in front of Katie then. I could smell her breath– the slight odor of whatever her previous meal was, it was hard to detect. Somehow this didn’t matter– made me even more excited.”I mean– how big is it?” her words came out in quick bursts; her breathing as fast as a mouse’s.I moved in, closing the gap between us even more. She was so short– her breath was falling against the center of my chest. I took her soda water out of her hands and placed both of our cans down on a table beside us.”You can find out for yourself, if you really want to.”I reached my arms around her tiny waist and slid my hands against the smooth roundness of her ass, cupping one cheek in each palm and squeezing– not so gently. My dick pulsed, filling with blood and growing slowly in the crotch of my pants. I waited to see if she would do it, or if I had to guide her myself– but finally, after a long hesitant pause, her breaths still puffing out of her slightly open mouth in quick succession, she reached her tiny hands out to the front of my pants. I felt a tiny pressure push down on my cock, which jerked within in response.She let out a kind of sigh in disbelief. I kneaded her ass in my hands, sometimes gently, sometimes more forcibly. I could feel her pushing back against my hands, but her eyes remained focused straight down between us at the center of her attention– what lay in wait for her in my pants.I wasn’t sure how she was going to react, although I somewhat suspected that she would be worried when she saw it. Her hands moved to the buckle of my belt and began to undo the strap. Suddenly, a moment later, Katie was pulling my belt out from around my pants– and I was suddenly shocked to think that perhaps she was kinkier than I thought, until I watched her discard the belt completely by dropping it to the floor at our side. I looked at her to see what she did that for, but she was totally absorbed with what lay between us. I looked around the room awkwardly. She knows she doesn’t have to take my belt all the way off to take my pants off, right? Apparently not. Oh well, deal with that later…Her fingers then unbuttoned and unzipped my work pants. I raised the stakes a bit myself by digging my hands underneath the fabric of her tight and thin shorts, cupping her ass cheeks directly. Her flesh was smooth and silky– and for a brief moment she looked up at me through her eyeglasses, and I could see her eyes were half open slits of wanton anticipation. She bit her bottom lip with her big two front teeth– an expression that was so adorable coming from her girlish expression that my cock was beginning to ‘spring’ within my boxers with the new space allowed for the unbuttoning and unzipping of my fly. She tugged down at the front of my pants, gently at first– but quickly, her pulls became more urgent.I helped by shimmying my hips as she pulled, which drew my pants and boxers down inch by inch– exposing the bottom of my stomach below my shirt, and the small tuft of pubic hair. She was getting close– she paused briefly to look at the base of my cock, exposed– the rest of it still lay hidden below the fabric of my boxers. I saw her mouth hang open just at the sight of the base.She pulled my pants down further, bringing more of me into view. Her mouth was still hung open wide.”Pull it out,” I instructed.She didn’t look up at me, she seemed transfixed. She reached her small hand out, fitted her thumb and index around it– my cock pulsed hard in anticipation at the touch of her cold, tiny hand. With her other hand she pulled the fabric of my pants and boxers forward with her fingers as she lifted my cock out into full view. It felt good to be withdrawn from that tightly confined prison– my cock seemed to stretch to nearly full length as she withdrew it.”Oh my god!” she said, laughing humorlessly in disbelief– to the point that she let out a piggish snort. She looked up at me, smiling. “Oh my god!” she repeated.Truth was, I was about 8, 8 1/2 inches long. I was willing to bet that was about as long as Katie’s forearm, not including her hand. Maybe a little longer. Almost instinctively, she began to rub it with both her hands gripped gently around it, sliding down. It felt good, even in her cold hands, which by comparison made my cock feel like it was burning with fire. Her inexperience came with it’s own kind of excitement. I slid one hand around her hips, still underneath her shorts, and slid my finger between her legs, right against her pussy’s opening. She sucked a quick breath of air into her lungs in a sharp inhale, but was otherwise silent. Yet, her hands stopped, so I lunged myself into her palms, replicating the motion with my rocking humps, all while shoving her ass against the front of my hand against her pussy with the hand still cupping her cheek. Another sharp inhale. I was pleased to find that her little pussy was already hot and slick.”Oh god… ” she said again, almost a whisper. Her eyes closed, but then opened again. “Oh, man… I– I really want to. I just– I mean, Jacob is, like, the size of my thumb. You’re– like, a thousand times bigger…”As she said this, Katie resumed her up and down, back and forth rub of my cock with both her hands. I slowly rocked my hips forward and back, countering her movement– and I could feel my cock beginning to swell to its full size. As I did so, I began to rub the front of her little pussy with one finger, back and forth– gently. She leaned her head back and moaned up at my neck and downturned chin. Her grip around me tightened.”I can try and make it as enjoyable as possible– but it still might hurt, at least a little bit…” I admitted, thrusting into her hands again.”Oh. I don’t mind that. I know it’s going to hurt. But I know I’m going to like it… I just wish I knew how to handle it better. For you.”She looked up at me, and for the first time, her sweetness, innocence, and adorableness seemed to eclipse her neediness or weirdness. My vision started to pulse in rhythm with my accelerated heartbeat. If I wasn’t having her, naked, before long– I would totally lose it.”Have you ever been eaten out, Katie?””Uhh… ” Her rubbing stopped again. I could feel her entire body begin to slightly tremble. “No… “I lifted my hands out from inside her shorts and tucked my thumbs around the waistband. I began to slowly pull them down– feeling the resistance as the elastic of her shorts resisted against the pleasant ‘bubble’ of her ass cheeks before finally giving way and sliding down, exposing her bare ass to my apartment air; I felt it jiggle as it slowly fell into place.”If you don’t mind… I think you’ll like it. And it could get you nice and ready to take on more challenging obstacles…””You mean like your penis?””Uh. Yeah, for instance. Do you think you’d like that?””Oh my god… yes, that sounds– really really good. Umm… I uh, it might not take much before I uh– Oh!”I had just finished sliding her shorts down her leg, and let them drop to her feet. After she stepped gently out of them, I dropped my own pants to the ground and abruptly lifted her, naked from the waist down, up into my arms. She wrapped her legs around me instinctively and let out a tiny little scream as I walked with her effortlessly in my arms through the living room and down the hallway toward my bedroom.”You were saying?”She was giggling, but her arms and legs wrapped around my neck and waist tightly. My dick, fully extended, pointed the way beneath her ass cupped in my hands.”I uh– I was saying that it might not take long before I, uh… y’know… climax.””Oh. Well, good.””And uh– just a warning. I can be kind of… noisy, when it comes to that.””Is that so?””Yeah…”I opened my bedroom door; my room was completely dark. I held her against me with one arm, while the other found a lamp beside the door. I turned it on– and a soft golden glow filled the room; bright enough, but not too bright.”Well I’m the only one here, and I’ll be with you the whole time, so don’t worry about it bothering me at all…”She laughed nervously. “OK. But uh– I just, hope that your neighbors… don’t… “I laid her down on my bed, her legs unwrapped from around my waist and fell d****d over the side of the mattress. I looked down– she had a dull ruddy red bush of curly pubic hair– There wasn’t a lot of hair, but what hair there was seemed unmaintained. Bush never bothered me much– and, again, seeing how inexperienced and unprepared for this she seemed to be added to the enjoyment of the knowledge that this was going to be her first time. For everything more than ‘touching’, anyway.”Katie?” I asked, interrupting her.”Huh?””All I want to do right now is eat your pussy and fuck your brains out. The fact that you are close to cumming and tend to make a lot of noise only makes me want to do those things more. I’m not too worried about my neighbors at the moment, but if you want me to go warn them. I’d be happy to if it means I can come back and begin fucking you sooner.”I watched her as she blushed again– that deep beet read. Now that she was lying on my bed, half naked, I could see that the blush filled not just her face, but radiated down her neck as well.”No. Sorry– I uh, sorry…” Poor girl looked sincerely apologetic, as though she were being scolded. I hadn’t even raised my voice– only wanted to let her know that she was thinking about it too much.”Ok. Good.” Then, I got to my knees in front of her on the bed, leaned forward and I kissed her on the mouth for the first time.Sure enough, there was that taste of whatever she had had for lunch. Something saucy and Mexican, maybe– or was it chili? It didn’t matter. I was going to lose my mind if I didn’t fuck her soon– and I needed to eat her out to get her as turned on and ‘relaxed’ as possible for me to have any chance of getting a meaningful amount of my dick inside her virgin pussy. Despite any bashfulness, hesitation, or uncertainty she may have exhibited– apologizing for warning me about how close to cumming she may be, or how loud she might get– kissing her communicated without a doubt to me that she was just as eager as I was. Perhaps more– just that she might not have the ‘bedroom vocabulary’ or foreplay game down enough yet to say so.When I kissed her, she leaned heavily into me– wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me close. She opened her mouth wide and her tongue pressed excitedly against mine. It would’ve been an awkward kiss– except that there was so much sincerity and desire in it that it was surprisingly not bad. Even exciting. Poor girl kissed like she’d never made out before– much less had any hope of getting laid– and when she thought perhaps she might’ve gotten close with a boyfriend, she found he was just as afraid of sex as she was; maybe more… with a cock the size of her tiny thumb. The fact that I had found her desirable, was an older man, attractive, well built, athletic, and very eager to please her– was enough foreplay for her to be about ready to explode. Poor girl had no idea what I was going to do to her. I bet she had no idea anything could feel this good…I pulled my lips away from her– a tether of our saliva bound our mouths together after parting. “Lay back,” I instructed– and her back hit the mattress immediately.I know a lot of guys who don’t like going down on girls. It was hard for me to imagine, because I loved it. The taste, the knowledge that I was pleasing them. I’d been complimented on my technique as well– many women had said that I went down on them even better than other girls had gone down on them, which I didn’t believe the first time but after four or five times of receiving the same compliment, I thought there might be some truth to it.I lifted my shirt up and off of me, and I watched her as she took in my fairly well-sculpted chest and abs. Her eyes and mouth were wide as she took me in. I smiled, watching as Katie studied me while I lowered my face further down her body until I was between her legs. She wasn’t joking about being a virgin, it seemed. At least as far as I could tell. Her pussy was perfect. It was tight, but it was totally neatly compact– just a single pink slit without any folds or flaps exposed. I could smell her pussy juice and bit gently into the flesh of her milky white inner thigh. She squirmed. I bit again, she squirmed again– harder this time, with a little shriek as well. She was so petite… I tried to imagine what it would look like from down here watching me fuck her, and I felt my cock throb. Maybe later, I thought… I could get a camera and record… but not now.I brought my mouth forward and pressed my tongue against her pussy and began licking gently in soft, short strokes. The smell and taste of her was pungent. It had a potent, intense taste– and I could feel the tip of my cock rubbing against the comforter hanging down over the edge of my bed eagerly. I continued to lick, sucking at her lips and cunt gently every so often– and I began to feel her hips bucking against my jaw, or trying to recede into the mattress below. Her shrieks began to start as well– not just little abrupt, shocked yelps like before– but guttural, long and open-mouthed pants and heaves.”Oh!… oh god! Oh!…”I lifted her legs and d****d them over my shoulders. I began to press my mouth down more firmly upon her. The taste and smell of her was filling my senses and driving me mad. I was flicking my tongue more intensely, and slowly I began to feel that her cunt was opening softly, accepting my mouth and tongue. I could feel her tiny little clitoris.”Ah! casino firmalari Ahhh!” She was definitely beginning to scream now– it was hoarse and loud– echoing down on top of me from the ceiling above. “Oh my GOD! AH! Oh Kevin! I’m– AHH!”I was flicking her clit steadily and continuously with the flat portion of my tongue, lapping her up. Her hips were bucking up and down wildly now– her entire body, especially her legs, were shaking– almost to the point that I felt compelled to look over my shoulder and see if someone was grabbing her feet and deliberately shaking them from behind me.”Oh please! Don’t stop! Ah! AHH! OH FUCK!”Encouraged by her pitch and excitement, I dug my face down into her and rolled her cunt around in circles with my tongue between fast and frantic laps. I felt her hand on the back of my head, and her heels were digging into my shoulder blades, pushing her ass up off the surface of the mattress. Then, her screams stopped– all I heard was her intense breathing. I looked up and saw her other hand not on the back of my head reach behind her and grab the blanket above her. Then– after a brief pause, I felt her cunt begin to explode against my mouth and chin and pulsating shocks.”AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUU…” she screamed in long exhalations up at the ceiling. Her whole body gyrated. Her tiny chest heaved up and down. She thrashed her head back and forth, her hips lunged up forcefully. For as small and petite as she was, I was amazed at how much effort I had to exert to keep her down and contained. Still, my mouth and tongue were firmly pressed against her cunt as it seemed to pulse. The smell and taste of her sex was stronger than ever– and I felt my chin and neck dribble with her juices.Slowly, her muscles began to relax– and her ass lowered back down to the mattress, but occasionally her entire body would spasm and convulse, and she would let out a sharp and abrupt, “AH! OH! UUUH!”, until finally her muscles relaxed enough that I could pull my face away from her pussy. Her legs dropped from my shoulders and her heels fell to the floor with two soft thuds. She was panting heavily– her eyes, still magnified with her eyeglasses, were shut tight, her bushy brown eyebrows furrowed intensely. Her open mouth panted– with her two big white front teeth showing. Little strands of her hair clung wetly to her forehead or cheek, made dark brown or black by the sweat– but the rest of her bright red hair looked shiny and tussled. I suddenly needed to fuck her. And to see her totally naked.8.Just as this thought entered my mind, she opened her eyes tiredly and looked up at me.”Oh god, Kevin… that…”I lunged forward and drove my tongue into her mouth, certain that the taste of her cum was filling her taste-buds. She kissed me back hard, sucking on my lips and tongue. The sound of our sucking breaths inhaling and exhaling through our nostrils filled my ears where moments before they rang with her screaming shrieks of pleasure. I brought my hands up to the “V” of her red and white striped polo and pulled. Her entire shirt ripped in half down the front as if it were a wet paper towel. Another quick scream until our lips once again met. My hand grabbed the front of her little bra and pulled– it broke away with hardly any resistance and suddenly we were each bare chested, me looming above her nakedness.I reached down and grabbed my cock– it felt engorged to the point of becoming painfully hard, and I was easily able to guide the tip up between her legs and press it firmly against the opening of her cunt. Her pussy must’ve still been singing since my mouth’s departure, because as soon as she felt the pressure of my cock there she let out another hard scream. I clumsily maneuvered the remaining shredded tatters of her tiny shirt off from around her arms until the two of us were completely naked together– except for our socks, the collection of wrist-bands she had accumulated on her right arm, and her glasses, which were shaken off from completely centered on her face, which seemed to be an equal mixture of unbelievable excitement and anticipation, and impending terror at what this moment would feel like. God, everything about her in this moment was just perfect and driving me wild.”Hold it,” I said urgently. I felt her entire body pause. “Hold it…” I repeated, but she just looked up at me in frantic confusion. I grabbed one of her arms and brought her hand down to the length of my cock that separated my hips from hers. It was so hard– her tiny hand seemed to barely be able to wrap around it and felt ice cold to the heat radiating from my groin. The sensation was intensely gratifying, but not yet satisfying. Not until I was inside her…”Hold it,” I repeated.”Oh! O– okay…”She brought her other hand down to hold onto me from the other side– both her tiny little white hands wrapped around me. She brought her legs up– her feet hovering in the air to the left and right of me. Her breathing was intense– her tiny little tits heaving up and down, up and down, with her two bright pink nipples, perhaps the size of her pinky toes, staring up at me expectantly. I became more aware of her body’s smallness than ever before, and my own body’s huge muscular mass in comparison, now that I was finally atop her and millimeters away from taking her virginity. I could see her ribcage and her soft, flat bare stomach. She looked like a little frightened a****l. Her freckles stained her face, neck, and down her shoulders and arms like an intricate network of constellations. Her blushing face, nearly as beet read as her hair, radiated down her neck and shoulders. Just the head of my cock, shoved right up against the opening of her still un-fucked pussy, felt connected to her– joined to her. It was going to be a tight fit, even after eating her out. Hovering above her, I felt so far away– my arms propping me up above her, my hips eight– maybe even nine inches away from hers. I wanted to flatten my body against hers. I wanted to feel her tiny, hot little body pressed flat against mine. I wanted to be all the way inside her. It was going to hurt her. Maybe even ruin her pussy for anyone else. But I needed it. Then more than ever.As I was just about to begin, she might’ve seen the moment I took to assess her in this moment, and said– “Kevin,” I hesitated. Her glasses were still slightly off center on her face. “I don’t mind if it hurts. Really. I just need you… Please…”It was all I needed to hear. The intense horniness that had been building up for the past two days inside of me welled up to its pitch– and my eyesight became frenetic as my eyes seemed to vibrate in their sockets with anticipation. My testicles, tightened up into two compacted hard balls beneath my incredibly stiff cock ached a dull ache, almost as if I had been kicked there. I leaned toward her and kissed her hard again, wrapping my arms around her back. She was so tiny, my arms seemed to totally wrap around her. Clinging to her shoulders for leverage, I began to jam and buck my hips forward– boring slowly into her.I took my mouth away from hers and set my face beside hers– I whispered into her ear; “Hold onto me…” and shoved against her hard. No screams. Just her exhaling, sharp breaths. I shoved in again– a little further each time, but god she was so fucking tight. It felt like a large hand trying to fit inside a tiny glove, stretching it– widening it from the inside, rending the fabrics binding it together loose. I shoved again. Only about half to go…I gripped onto her tightly and slid her back up the mattress so that I could move my knees onto the bed, rather than standing on the floor in front of her. It felt as though her body was conforming to me. I pushed again– this time, it felt as though the tip of my cock was butted up against the floor of her pussy, and as it collided there, she let out her first scream in what felt like minutes.”AHH!” It was sharp, but loud. I pushed again– embedding myself within her like the sword in the stone. Her entire pussy was squeezing the life out of me like I’d never felt before. It might have been more painful for her, but it was for me, too– though perhaps not quite as intensely. It felt as though my cock was in a vice, or a pressure tube– and the pressure was squeezing down around me from every direction while I plunged deeper and deeper. “UUGH! UUGGGH!! AAAGGHHHH!!” It seemed as though with each thrust now, I was advancing less and less, fitting less and less of me inside her with each push. This was it– as deep as I could go. Not bad, considering she had never had it before– her one hand still held onto the final few inches of my cock that remained outside of her. Perhaps only two or three fingers wrapped halfway around me.”You can let go now,” I said between breaths. Immediately she took her hand away and both her arms wrapped around my neck and back. Her legs wrapped around my hips. She was breathing heavily– heaving uncontrollably… Muffled against my shoulder, she managed to breathe out–“Fuck me– Kevin! Fuck me, please!”I attempted to rear my hips back, to slide out in order to plunge back in again and give her the fucking we now both severely needed– but as I attempted to pull back, her hips were pulled back with me. She screamed, “AHH!” and I lunged forward, sliding us both back into place. I tried again– I pulled back, more quickly this time– and felt Katie’s hips lift up off the mattress, her pussy still gripping me tightly.”Oh my god! Oh god!!”It was difficult for me to tell if she was in pain– like, serious pain, or if she was still enjoying it. I was totally stuck inside her, and my cock felt harder and bigger than ever inside her squeezing, tight pussy. I couldn’t believe it– up until this point, I had no idea anything like this could happen.Yet the need to fuck her was more intense than ever. I couldn’t withdraw, but I could just continue to try and bore further in. It wouldn’t take long before I was going to cum– maybe that would be enough to solve our current predicament.So I steadied her on the mattress, her tiny body still clinging desperately to me, panting loudly, and I began to pump down into her, the head of my cock pounding against the back of her cunt, deep down inside her, in short, hard little jabs.What came out of her was something like an endless howling screams– it sounded rough and hoarse, as though her throat was being torn apart as she screamed. As tightly as her pussy had me trapped within her, it was burning hot and it felt as though my tightly compacted testicles were dripping with pussy juice or sweat or both. I pounded down into her hard, half in urgency to relieve my own mounting sexual need to cum inside her, half as a desperate effort to escape from being stuck inside of her.”OH! OHHHHHHH OH AAAAAAAH! FUUUUUUCK! FUCK! YES!”Her screams of passion and the intense tightness of her inner womb were making me dizzy– my head swam in the darkness between her neck and the mattress beneath us. Everytime my hips tried to pull myself out too far, I felt as though my cock were being tugged painfully– so I’d push abruptly and hard back in. Eventually, it seemed as though I was closing the gap that remained until I was very nearly completely sheathed within her. Every painfully hard inch of me.My back burned– her nails were digging into me, and the sweat percolating there was falling into the open scratches and stinging mightily. Her heels were spurring into my lower back and k**neys, insanely bucking my hips down, nailing my cock deeper and deeper into her. I felt as though my cock were being stuffed into a space half its size– the feeling was painful but incredible.”Oh fuck. Katie. I’m going to fucking cum!””YES! AH! AHHHH! KEV– IN! UUGH!””I’m going to fill you up. Oh god… Oh god!””OH! OOOOOOH!”And there it was– a sudden release like I’d never felt. My legs stretched out full, rocking her backward so that she was driven onto her shoulders and neck on the mattress, her hips lifted up into the air as I thrusted once again into her forward and down. I felt our genitals explode in a burst of liquid. Her body tightened against me as well, every muscle clinging me closer to her. My arms squeezed her back and shoulders. Somehow, our mouths met– and we moaned long and loud down one another’s throats as our tongues met. I was raining sweat off of my face down on top of her. I opened my eyes and saw the lenses of her glasses streaked with my sweat. Still my cock hosed my cum into the absolute deepest pit of her incredible pussy. The tightness of the fit forced most of my cum out of her– it was forced out between the lips of her pussy and dribbed between her legs and down the underside of her ass, or dripped in gobs onto my blanket below our hips– welded together through force and heat.It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had before– it felt like it went on and on, almost as though she was drawing it out of me. The muscles inside her cunt seemed to squeeze and massage it out of me. Her hips were gently rocking against me, making my eyes roll back in my head with subtle bolts of pleasure radiating through me and up my spine. I gushed and gushed within her, then the ejaculating would slow, then gush again, then slow, then gush again, then slow… it felt like minutes on end, her and I stuck together and frozen, our hips in the air, me driving down and into her, her holding onto me and us each sucking on the other’s face like parasites. I was feeling her body shake and convulse, shiver and tremble against me– mostly her hips, legs, and back, but sometimes her shoulders and arms, too. Finally, all at once my legs lost their strength and I collapsed– I fell onto the bed, crashing my hips once again down into her for one more final painfully incredible jolt of pleasure, and my body slowly started to relax. As my muscles relented, hers did as well.My face fell away from hers and returned into the crook of her neck, the dark empty void between her shoulder and the bed below. Her arms and legs still wrapped around me, but not in a frantic grip– now in a cradling embrace. The both of us just breathing now, as I waited for my cock to deflate and for her pussy to release me. Yet, as the moment passed into minutes, my cock still felt as big and as hard as ever, and her pussy still gripped it tightly like a dog with its favorite toy.9.Did she even think this was peculiar? She was a virgin, after all. Well, not anymore… but this had been her first. She might not have any idea.”Oh my god, Kevin…” she said, between her breaths, in a hoarse whisper. Her throat was raw from her screams. “On my god…”I laughed. Even I hadn’t expected it to be that good. Who would’ve thought fucking this four or five out of ten girl, ten years younger than me, who weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet would’ve given me the best fuck of my life. “Yeah. Just so you know, it isn’t usually like that…””Like, that good?””Yeah. Usually the first time is, like, really awkward. You were great, though. Incredible, really…”She smiled and turned away. I looked at her, and saw that she was either blushing again, or the redness in her face had not yet receded from our last climax.”I’m still so fucking hard, though…” I said, jabbing inside her a little. Her body winced at the sudden, deep poke, but she squeezed me tighter in her arms and legs pleasurefully.”It feels amazing…””It doesn’t hurt?””It did. I guess it still kind of does. It just feels like– you’re inside of me.””I am inside of you.”She laughed. “I know, I can’t explain it…””Well, your pussy is just unbelievably tight, and hot– and wet. It feels like you’re squeezing the life out of me.””Oh. Is that– bad?””No. It’s good. It hurts a little bit, but in a good way.”She squeezed me again– in her arms, legs… and also squeezed around my cock, still inside her. She giggled playfully as she noticed me wince in response– and felt my still rock-hard dick ‘jump’ slightly within her in response to the stimuli.”Oh god,” I said, exhaling. “Keep that up and I’ll never be able to pull out of you.””You promise?” She squeezed me again, and my cock jutted and bounced within her again. I rolled my eyes back again in subtle pleasure, even as I saw her bite her lip and moan softly.”Mmm. Katie. I need to fuck you again…”She was immediately up for it. She looked at me and leaned in for a kiss, “Oh yes, Kevin!”I kissed her a little, but broke away, “I can’t though– not really. I’m stuck…”I planted my arms down on the mattress on each side of her and lifted myself up from on top of her– our chests ‘peeled’ away from each other, even as our skin resisted and clung together sweatily. I propped myself up on my arms above her and looked down. Sure enough– my dick was almost totally lost inside of her and out of view.”What do you mean? You can’t…””No.””And that’s not normal?””No. You know how just now, I was only able to push into you? Well normally sex is a whole bunch of in-out, in-out, over and over again until I cum… but I couldn’t pull out at all.””Oh,” Katie suddenly looked nervous– as though trying to figure out if this reflected poorly on her.”I mean, what we just did was incredible, don’t get me wrong. That was probably the hardest I’ve ever came. It’s probably just because this was your first time and– I’m probably bigger than you were able to take all at once like that. It’s probably my fault. Are you sure you’re okay?””Uh… yeah, I’m fine now. I mean– it did hurt. It hurt a lot. And it still kind of does, it just feels super… swollen, I guess? But I’d do it again. It hurt but I also really really really liked it…””Yeah. Me too,””So what do we do?””Maybe, if we could try and switch positions– maybe it would open you up a little bit…?””Okay. Like how?””Well, okay…” I sat up straight on my knees– my dick still buried inside her. Looking down at her petite body, imagining my huge cock locked deep within her, looking up at me with that look of profound satisfaction and excitement for more, made my stomach churn in anticipation. The little bit of jostling and motion made my cock hyper sensitive, and would pulsate and demand another round with nearly every movement. I lurched forward unintentionally with an oooh…, then sat back upright. “God you really did do a number on me, Katie…”She giggled. “Now what?””Can you lift your left leg up and over? Careful… I’ll help…” She lifted up her leg and I guided it up and around my face. As her pussy slowly rotated around my cock, it seemed to twist and pull it somewhat, which was uncomfortable– but slowly, I was able to turn her hips until she was laying on her side. From a profile, I could really see how petite she really was. It was a wonder that she was able to take nearly all of my cock inside of her. For her body, it was nearly the equivalent of getting fisted. Well, that’s an exaggeration– but still, I just tried to imagine how deep inside her the head of my cock was and it seemed to me it would be all the way up in the bottom of her guts at this point. Maybe her slender body made her flexible? I wasn’t sure how, but it had worked. But I then looked down and saw her face suddenly wince in pain and pleasure, and noticed her glasses were starting to fall off her face as she lay on her side against the bed.”You might wanna take those off,” I offered.”Aww, I wanna see…””Well fine then, keep ’em on, I just hope they don’t get busted.””I need to get contacts again for this…””Maybe for this. I think the glasses make you look hot, though.” She smiled at me and I felt that familiar, flirtatious squeeze around my cock that made me throw my head back and moan gently.”Is this good?””Try and turn and get onto all fours if you can… not too fast, you’re twisting me around in there if you go too fast…”Slowly, she pulled her one side forward while trying to shimmy her underside the other direction. She did a pretty good job. I tested and pulled back a bit, to see if my cock had any more ‘wiggle room’, and it seemed as though maybe there was– but my cock was still rock hard.”Oh god Kevin, it feels so weird with you inside me like this… ohh, I really need you to fuck me again soon…””Almost there, babe.””Mmm. I like that…”Her gorgeous ass was coming into view, the perfect roundness of it, narrowing up at her tiny little waist and slender back– along with the two little dimple depressions over each ass cheek at the base of her spine, was just perfect. Her tiny little arms and shoulders flexed and maneuvered her carefully into position. I took both of my hands hands and placed them one on each cheek of her ass and squeezed until the white flesh bulged between my gripping fingers.”AHH!” She screamed again. She moved her her leg out from underneath her and finally, after much maneuvering, she was finally splayed out in front of me, not so much in a ‘doggy style’ position as she was more like in a ‘froggy style’, arms and legs bent, but with her ass up in the air, joined as we were.Her face was reddening again. It spread down the back of her neck to the back of her shoulders. She was gripping the blankets, finding purchase there. She started to buck her ass back against me, pushing against my cock within her. I squeezed her ass again hard, and tried to pull my cock out gently– to see if I could now give her a proper fucking. That familiar resistant tug– but, it seemed as though perhaps I had been able to recede a little bit. I pushed abruptly forward again, issuing another sharp little scream from the sexy little adorable creature splayed out on her chest in front of me.”Do you like the feeling of my cock inside you, Katie?””Yes!”I jammed it in again– then pulled it back a little ways, just as far as it could go– not even an inch.”Is that why your pussy is holding onto me so tight? You don’t want to let my cock go?”I jammed it in again; a little scream.”Well?””Yes!””Yes what?””Ohh… yes! I love your cock inside of me, Kevin! Oooh!”Pulling out– barely an inch–“What about your boyfriend?””Wha–?”A part of my conscious mind was asking myself what the fuck I was doing. Seducing a younger woman who already had a boyfriend was one thing– but rubbing her nose in it and degrading him was another. Besides, what was I trying to do? Katie might have been good (great) to get my rocks off for a night or two, but I couldn’t be in a relationship with a girl ten years younger than me who still lived with her parents and was my employee. Where could I take her without getting looks? I should’ve been relieved that she had a boyfriend.Still, another part of my mind coveted her, and– I couldn’t even believe it– wanted her, not just for one night– but for my own. Part of me wanted her to forsake her boyfriend who couldn’t give her what she wanted, and to be invited to her parents house for dinner and take her into her room and have my way with her after supper, or be invited to family vacations and keep her all to myself, cloistered away in privacy the entire time– making her scream for hours on end, and be the only man she would ever know this deep inside her. It was a level of lust I’d never felt before– and that it was so diabolical and covetous made it all the more attractive in this moment.I jabbed her womb with the head of my cock and she screamed again. “AHHH! We’re done! It’s over! I’m yours now– please JUST FUCK ME!”I jabbed forward and felt her pussy squirt against my waist, and a little queef emerged out of her from the pressure being forced out of her in this position. I grabbed her tiny waist and pushed her forward while I reared back– glad that her pussy was finally allowing for some motion– and began to thrust into her repeatedly, though at a medium pace. Her hoarse screaming resumed.”OOOH! AAAH! OH GOD!”The bed began to shake and the both of us bounced gently upon it. I looked down at her ass cheeks, bouncing against me as I plunged in– rocking back and forth, in and out of her, maybe two or three inches in and out. She was thrusting back against me as I pushed into her– it was still incredibly tight, but felt much more natural this time. It felt wet and slick, and with every thrust more of her juices seemed to splat out of her cunt and onto me. I could smell her pussy, I could smell my cum that was pouring out of her or drying to her skin from our last fuck– and I could smell her ass. The combination of her body’s sex-exuding odor, her screams, and her submission to me was intoxicating. I had to fuck her hard. I wasn’t sure if this would get me even more stuck, or if it would hurt her beyond the pleasure she was feeling– but I just had to. I couldn’t hold it back anymore.I wrapped my hands around her waist and began to pound. Her pussy was yielding, allowing me to pull out of her nearly halfway. I quickened my pace, finding a faster, harder rhythm. Her screams intensified, and her rhythm fell out of sync with my own thrusts– so I simply guided her hips back and thrusted her back into me as I lunged forward into her. I was putting my back into it, too, determined to really beat her pussy up. Even if she did go back to her boyfriend, whatever his name was– I wanted him to know I’d been here. I wanted him to know that she was different down there because of me.Despite how hard I was fucking her, Katie seemed to be loving every second. Her screams were full of frantic shrieks of YES! and FUCK! and calling my name over and over again. Looking down at her tiny body shuddering with every lunge, I felt myself slowly building up more and more– her tiny body, her skin around her neck and shoulders getting red from her screams, her pussy’s unbelievable tightness and responsiveness, her spasms of cunt juice spraying out against me, dripping down my legs, and her gorgeous ass– like a large white apple, bouncing and jiggling hypnotically before me. I just wanted to bury this girl in my cum.”OH! OH FUCK I’M CU– UMMING! OH! OOOOOH! OH FUCK!!”She took her tiny hands and released her grip on my blankets, now loose and untucked from the edges of my bed– and grabbed onto my hands firmly gripped around her waist. She bucked back against me, wedging my cock as deep down within her as it could go. Fuck, it felt like güvenilir casino I was impaling her. I watched her crush my cock into her, looking down as the last few inches disappeared between the curvature of her ass and into her hungry, tight wet pussy. Her body was shaking again– uncontrollably, and I felt an intense pressure around my cock– that familiar tight squeezing, and the hot spray of cum against me. She arched her head back, bellowing her hoarse, dry screams against the wall before her. She was so worried about the neighbors before; ironically, she was screaming right against the wall that divided the two apartment bedrooms.”UUUUUUUUUGGHHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOOOOOOD!” Her grip around my fingers at her waist tightened, scratched. “Oh my GOD KEVIN I FUCKING LOVE YOU! Fuck my pussy! FUCK ME! I want your fucking cum INSIDE ME!”Even while she was still cumming, I couldn’t help but comply with her demand. I slammed into her three or four more times and again felt that familiar rush– my hair stood up and I felt a gush of hot liquid at the tip of my penis begin to radiate outward within her pussy and fill her up.”OH! YES! Oh fuck YES!” she screamed, feeling my cum welling up inside her.Our bodies pulsed and shook together. More of my cum pouring out of her pussy onto the bed below us. Twice in a row– without going soft or even losing any of my hardness, I fucked her twice and filled her up with two huge outpourings of my cum, unprotected. What if she was ovulating right now? She would be pregnant for sure. Somehow the thought of this made me jerk and push into her again.Her face collapsed into the bedding as I continued to loom over her, drilling my cock into her cunt, squeezing her waist and spraying every last drop of cum as deep inside her as my cock could reach. She was still screaming– but they were dry and painful sounding. Poor girl. I’d have to give her a break next time and let her swallow some of my cum– might help soothe her throat some.Eventually I was spent. I was happy–though a little disappointed– to discover I could withdraw from within her. It pulled a little bit– and it hurt a little, but soon I was out. My cock remained puffy and mostly erect for a moment or two, but even as I looked down at it, it seemed to deflate, satisfied. Still, the painful throbbing in my cock persisted. It felt as though it had been roughly handled for about forty minutes– which was pretty true. It would probably be red and swollen tomorrow.Katie was frozen, laying on her front, ass in the air– sucking air into her mouth. Her glasses were broken– the part that lays on top of her ear that was pressed against the mattress bent and was pointing up, making her glasses now really hang off her face crookedly. I couldn’t wait to cum on her face– her cute, almost homely looking face. I laid down beside her and at her with her eyes closed until finally she opened them and saw me.10.”You only came twice…” she panted, her voice was a hoarse whisper– it would probably be totally gone by the morning.”Only?” I laughed. “Those weren’t ordinary orgasms, y’know…””I mean– you made me cum, like, four times… I don’t know– the whole thing just felt great. I owe you two…””Do you think your voice can take it?””I don’t care about that…” she said, smiling seductively. Her voice would break at certain points, or sound real low and flat at others.”How about your pussy– how does it feel?””Amazing!” she cooed, then she reached her hand between her legs and felt it. Her face winced. “It’s so sore… oooh…” then she smiled again, “God I’m so wet. You really fucking came inside me…””Twice.””I owe you two more…” she said, biting her lip. “I want to suck your dick,” the sound of her broken voice saying that was enough to make my deflated cock lunge again– though weakly.”Have you ever before?””No,” she said. “I mean. I was at a sleepover once with some of my girlfriends and we played truth or dare, and they dared me to try and do it with a banana they had from their kitchen. It felt kind of weird. Then we forgot to throw it out and her Uncle who was visiting from Nebraska ate it without knowing. God, we all laughed!” Katie started to guffaw, and I smiled. When she noticed me again, she started again– but in a more serious tone, “But I want to learn. I want you to teach me. I want to be able to swallow all of you…””Well– don’t feel bad if you can’t. Honestly, I’m surprised you were able to get all of my dick inside of you.””I had to. I fucking needed you inside of me… I need to swallow all of you, too. God I just feel incredible right now… Uughh, but it’s so sooore…”Another lazy pulse from my cock, slowly being awoken again thinking of Katie trying to jerk my cock into her mouth, clumsily sucking on it and licking it for the first time.”How did you do with the banana? I mean– before Uncle Nebraska ate it.”Katie giggled, rolled over onto her side to face me, propping her head up off the bed with her hand.”I thought I did pretty good. I mean– for being kinda scared of accidentally swallowing the whole thing and having it get stuck and then dying and having my parents find me with a banana in my throat. But I guess that wouldn’t happen with a real… cock, huh?”When she said ‘cock’, she said it like a k** whose using a curse word for the first time.”No. Eventually I’d want my cock back.”She smiled again, biting her lip. Then she said, “Only when I’m done with it, though?”My dick lobbed again. It was swelling again. It ached, maybe much like how Katie’s cunt was sore– it felt squeezed and bruised and swollen and tired, but it was also interested in how Katie would do. I brought my hand down to my cock and began to jerk it a little. The handling made it sing with soreness, but as it slowly hardened, the discomfort was alleviated. Katie’s eyes followed it in my hand, watching me jerk it. It lobbed about like a large sock filled loosely with sand in my grip, bobbing this way and that– but eventually it began to come alive– and the veins began to show along it’s side, and the thick bulging muscle began to show running up the underside of my shaft to the large, round head– made red from the constant force that had been administered upon it within the depths of her cunt. Her eyes watched it, magnified by her glasses– the one ‘arm’ of her glasses still splayed out crookedly against the left side of her face, making her glasses lay crooked across her nose, but I was struck again by how incredibly turned on she made me. I couldn’t wait to watch her try and swallow me whole– hopeful that she might do a decent job her first time out, but not expecting much. Though, after all, she surprisingly out-performed my expectations so far. Maybe she would surprise here, as well…”I saw a video once,” she said– moving her eyes from my cock, to me, and back again. “It really turned me on…””What was it?””It was a guy with a big dick… not as big as yours, but big… and he, like–” she blushed, “I don’t know how to say!””Tell me.””Well… he like, fucked this girl’s throat with his cock. Hard. Throughout the video, her eyes were watering, she had his cum all over her face– he’d choke her with it pretty much, and was like– she was upside down on the bed, and he was just like, fucking her face. It didn’t look painful, really– just intense. It was probably the most intense video I’ve ever watched. But it really turned me on. I knew my boyf– Jacob– wouldn’t be able to do that, so I never really brought it up. But, if you wanted to– I mean, cuz then it wouldn’t matter if I was good at sucking your dick, because you’d just be fucking my throat. Forcing me. Y’know? Have you ever done anything like that before?””No,” I said, honestly. Most girls wanted to just get the blowjob over with, and the few who did enjoy it enjoyed it in their own way. None of them ever wanted me to, as Katie said, ‘fuck their faces’ before. For being a virgin, Katie was pretty kinky.”Did you masturbate watching that video?” I asked.Another blush. “No… I mean, not while I watched it. I did later, though– a few times…””What else do you think about when you masturbate?”Her blush continued to intensify. Her eyes dropped from mine, down to my cock in my hands– still growing. I looked at her innocent, young face– perhaps not quite so innocent, at least not so innocent anymore– and her tiny tits on her chest, poking out like little swollen bites with hard pink nipples. I looked at her slender, porcelain neck– imagined what it would look like bulging as my cock was rammed down it.”A lot of what we just did, actually… on your bed, you on top, you taking me from behind– and you fucking my throat… feeding me…””Me specifically? Or just anybody?”She laid back again abruptly, covering her face with her hands. “Uuuugh I’m so embarrassed…”Smiling, I lifted myself up beside her. “Tell me. It’s okay if it’s not me…””It is!” she said, muffled through her palms. “It is… I mean it was. Has been.””When’s the last time you masturbated thinking about me?”A deep exhale. Face still covered. The frames of her glasses could still be seen behind her hands. “At work earlier. When I went to the restroom… then the night before. Then the night before that…”My eyes widened. She’d been fantasizing about me for a while, it seemed. “Really? Well– did you ever think your fantasy would come true?”Face still covered, she shook her head in an exaggerated ‘no’ gesture. “No…”, she said, further clarifying the point.A part of me wanted to say something funny– but another part of me realized how serious this might have been for Katie. If I had been her fantasy, and if having me– even just for tonight– was that fantasy becoming reality, did I owe her more than just being a fling? A quirky fetish I had to cross off a bucket list? I took her virginity for God’s sake… Did I want to be her boyfriend? Was I obligated to be? What would our relationship be like? She wasn’t even old enough to drink. She just turned old enough to have a driver’s licence and vote. I’d been doing that for ten years already.”What about you?” she asked, timidly. “Have you ever– masturbated thinking about me?””No,” I said, honestly. “And it doesn’t seem like I’ll ever have to. That is at least if you think you can take all my cum.”She quickly removed her hands from in front of her face, once again looking both seriously determined and slightly crazed. “Yes! I want it all!””That means at least twice a day, no matter what. And more whenever I want. Can you do that?””Yes! Please! I’ll take all of your cum whenever you need!””That means in your pussy, down your throat, or anywhere on your body I want.””Yes! Please! Anywhere, everywhere!””If you don’t at least twice every day, then you’ll be punished.””Never. I’ll be so good. I promise!”I began to move toward the edge of the bed to stand before her. My cock was now again fully erect. It still ached from squeezing it up into her tight little pussy– but the urgency of the need to relieve myself was again beginning to eclipse every other sensation.”Are you getting hungry?”Katie understood my meaning immediately, which pleased me greatly. “Yes, Kevin! Feed me!””How hungry are you?””Staaaaaaarviiiiiiiing…””I’m going to have to feed you a lot then. And I’m going to have to get it all the way down your throat to make sure you get it all…””Yes! Please!””If you need me to stop, just slap my ass. But unless you slap my ass, I have to make sure you get it all the way down, okay? Nothing else is going to let me know to stop…””Okay. Yes, please! Pleasepleaseplease…””Off the bed and on your knees,” I commanded. Katie practically fell out of bed in her eagerness. She clumsily adjusted and was soon squatted on her knees before me, staring up at my cock expectantly, or looking past my dick and into my eyes looking down at her.”No teeth, OK? No chewing necessary for this meal…”She nodded, bouncing slightly up and down on her knees. Her hair and glasses looked wild. She was licking her lips– her little hands folded politely in her lap.”Open wide…”Katie immediately snapped her mouth open.”Wider…”Her mouth gaped wider.”As wide as you can.”She widened further, as far as she could– she let out an eager whine that I saw constrict the back of her throat as it came undulating out of her. I could see her tongue– her slightly crooked front teeth– her dark red uvula hanging down at the back of her throat– and darkness beyond. I aimed my dick to her mouth slowly and inserted. Her mouth could open quite wide indeed, it seemed– the head of my cock pressed firmly against the back of her mouth where her esophagus began easily. As I planted myself there, an enthusiastic hum issued from her throat, reminding me of how you tell your dentist when everything is going well with your mouth full of dentistry tools.I kept my left hand at the base of my cock to keep it pointed straight forward, while my other hand grabbed the red hair on her head between my knuckles. I grabbed a handful of her hair tightly in my hand. Her ‘bouncing’ became more and more exuberant. I looked down at her cute little nerdy face, her big eyes in her glasses looked back up at me, pleading. My stomach churned in anticipation– my balls tightened up again, eager to once more let loose within another willing orifice in Katie, who had become such an eager, obedient little fuck doll.”Over the teeth, past the gums, look out stomach, here it comes…” I said, and pushed. A gushing sound emerged from her throat… a kind of squeealch, full of saliva and clinching muscles. Her breathing was now sucking in and out through her nose against the top of my cock still outside her mouth. I pushed again. Along with the squeealch came a more guttural sounding gwwelk sound– throaty and coming from deeper within her chest. I pushed again. The air she was exhaling through her nostrils tickled the top of my dick– she was breathing so fast. I felt her tiny hands on my thighs. Her face turning red again– hard to tell if it was from my cock or just her blushing hard. Yet her eyes continued to look up at me, watery but blissful and ecstatic.I receded a little bit then, just to be sure I could. Probably just paranoid on my part, but after what just happened in her pussy I didn’t want to fall into the same trap with her throat. I was relieved to find that I could retreat– and as I did, it seemed as though a rush of warm air and hot saliva welled up from deep down inside her and rushed down the length of my cock toward the opening of her mouth. I pressed in again, farther than before– and the SQUEEALCH sounded louder, wetter– accompanied by the sound of what seemed like dozens of tiny little bubbles in her throat and mouth popping against the side of my dick. A vibration deep within her, GUURK– in her sternum, as well as an undulating, communicative humming that seemed to say ‘ooooh yeeeesss’.Just looking down into her face desperately receiving my long, thick cock down her throat and watching her face turn deeper and deeper shades of red, I saw her jaw and the sides of her neck widen as my cock advanced further down into her. Oh my god, I thought, this girl is something special– maybe I do need to become her boyfriend. Fuck whatever everyone else thinks, I’ve never had anyone beg to swallow my cock like this. Much less with me as the only guy she’s ever fucked. Thinking this, my horniness again began to reach a fever pitch. I jammed further down into her. This time, her gut wretched, and I felt her throat and esophagus convulse around my dick. The sensation was unbelievable– it was beyond deep throating, as the muscles contracted in unpredictable ways, simultaneously sucking me in deeper as well as sending chills up and down my cock and throughout my body. She was heaving. I waited for her hand to slap my ass, but she never did.My cock was now 3/4 consumed. The head of my dick felt lodged tightly somewhere at the base of her neck. The heaves and wretches massaged me all over– and the sounds that issued from her throat and hose were a cacophony of syncopated guttural upheavals and spasms. Her fingers dug into my thighs on each leg. I took my hand from the base of my dick and grabbed her hair on the other side of her head. Holding her head in both hands now, I plunged deeper still. Her head seemed to be shaking and trembling through great strain and effort. She attempted to adjust herself– to both sit up and lean forward, seemingly to align her throat horizontally to accept my cock still deeper down into herself. I thrusted again– truly fucking into her mouth and throat. Her drool was dripping thickly down the remainder of my shaft and onto my toes on the carpet below.Her face was becoming dark purple. Tears were welling in her eyes and streaming down her plump, strained cheeks. How long had it been since I felt her sucking air through her nostrils? Had it been a minute? My head swam. My sphincter tickled, and my hips began to buck forward involuntarily into her. I could feel her teeth now at the base of my dick, but it didn’t bother me. I could barely feel it. All I felt was the undulating, massaging vibration all up and down my cock embedded deeply down her throat into the opening of her gut.Finally, a tap– then a second, on the cheek of my ass. I quickly withdrew myself in a single pull– and with it came a harsh, throaty, thirsty gasp for air.”GUUUUUUUUHHH!” then, followed by a deep sputtering cough– spraying bits of my precum and her spit all over my cock, testicles, and waist. My dick felt chilled by the air of the room, unsheathed from the cocoon of her throat. She reached back out with both hands, grabbed me, and said, “OH FUUCK!” and crushed me hard back down her throat again, like a deep sea diver who had come up for a deep drink of air only to dive once more back down under the water. Almost as immediately as it was withdrawn, my cock was returned back to where it had been seconds before. Her whole body seemed to tremble as she reinserted me. Shocked by the suddenness of her reinsertion of my cock down her throat, as well as by the ease with which she was now able to jam me down into her center, I bent forward at the hips, arching over her sucking, swallowing body, hands still gripping, now even pulling her hair tightly in my hands. I felt my entire groin ache with approaching climax. I really was going to be feeding her– all the way down into her stomach, it felt like. My eyes rolled back, my feet twisted, my socked toes gripped into the carpet.I regained my composure and my heart raced– my head swam, and my eyesight seemed to vibrate within my skull. What ‘seeing red’ is to becoming enraged, this was to impending earth shattering climax.”Oh FUCK Katie! Oh my god!” I needed to explode into her. I straightened my back, pushed her against the side of the mattress, and taking her head in both hands– one on each side– began to withdraw and push in and out of her throat, fucking her esophagus. Slowly at first, but as the sensation built, and as I heard the heavy sound of her throat against the advancing fucks of my cock, GWUK, GWUK, GWUK, GWUK…, I quickened my tempo. Soon, I was fucking her face aggressively. It felt as though my cock was slamming into her mouth and down her throat into her chest cavity. Slamming her face against my hips and pulling her face away again, nearly to the head, and thrusting my cock back and forth, back and forth. She was a vessel– a perfectly still and willing receptacle ready to patiently and eagerly accept my cock in any form and in any level of ferocity I wanted to administer it to her. Soon, it felt as though her head was a blur as I shoved it back and forward up and down the length of my cock. My climax was mounting.GWUKGWUKGWUKGWUKGWUK! her throat and chest seemed to exude this hollow wet sound of my cock fucking her.”Oh God Katie, yes!” I moaned. My pounding slowed– but became much more deliberate. I’d slide out, then push in abruptly– then pushing again a little harder at the end of my thrust a second time, really trying to get deep. I stood up on the ball of my foot. Her body was being crushed into the side of the bed. Her hands rubbed sensually along the upper inside of my thigh, underneath my testicles. A warmth grew all over my groin and waist. I pulled back, this was it– this was the last one, I was going to cum.”Oh fuck, oooh fuck–” I said, my hair standing on end. I slammed forward. Again, after reaching the end of my thrust, I pushed forward again a little harder. I heard her hum again, the vibration echoed up and down my cock– seemed to emanate from within it all the way up my urethra and into my prostate. Her gentle caress of my upper inner thigh and balls made me shudder. An intense blast occurred. An outpouring. Blast. A heavy thudding spewing coming out from the head of my cock like a hose. Blast. Her body was trembling. Her head was vibrating around the circumference of my cock at it’s very base. Her shaking head rubbed my testicles with her tiny chin. Blast. Each successive spray of my cum felt just as heavy as the one that it preceded– no sense of increasing relief coming from each blast, only just that there seemed to be more cum inside of me than my cock was able to expel into her. Blast.I felt her throat and tongue savor me, swallowing hard, desperate to keep up. Blast. Each muscle in my body was strained and flexed. Blast. I felt her torso begin to shake more heavily. Blast. She was heaving. Wretching. One hand came up to my ass cheek, but she did not tap. I looked down at her, incredulous– amazed at her. She was deep purple. Looking up at me. Her eyes were red pools of water.Blast. Blast. Blast.Her wretching continued. I could hear her gagging emanating from her body. She began to sputter. I could feel hot liquid spraying out between her lips at the corners of her mouth. I felt a hot gob of my own cum spray out of her nose against my stomach.Still, I felt compelled to grip her head tighter, to shove her face against me harder, to jam my cock down into her deeper, to fill her with more and more of my cum. She was mine. As much as I wanted. Promised to me at least twice a day– but more whenever I wanted. She was mine.Then it came– a gentle little tap on my butt cheek. But I couldn’t pull out now– I still felt as though I still had more to feed her.Blast. Blast. Blast. Unbelievable that I could still cum this much after two huge previous orgasms. Still, I was starting to slow now… definitely beginning to lessen.A sense of deep, intense satisfaction started to set in. My legs began to shake. My grip on Katie’s head loosened.A gentle little reminder tap on my butt cheek.Blast… blast… bla– the last drops oozing out of me now.I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Her face was dark blue, my cum had burst out of her nose and lips. Her entire body was shaking like a leaf. Slowly, I unsheathed my cock from her lips. When it popped out I expected the deep drink of air like before but instead was met with… silence. Gurgling. She fell forward, wretching. Heaving quietly at my feet. Then a cough– a huge load of my semen spilled out of her lips and onto the carpet. I couldn’t believe my eyes– how much of my cum I had shot down into her. I felt dizzy– I began to teeter on my feet.”GUUUUUUUH!!” Another gut wrenching, deeply hoarse and painful sounding inhalation, the sound of suffocating inhalation of life giving air. Then, again, coughing– more of my cum coming up and falling to the floor. Then more heaving– was she about to throw up? Slowly color began to return to her face– it went from dark blue to purple, pink, red, and was now a reddish, sunburned pink. Her face was a mess of my cum and her tears. She coughed and sputtered. I finally began to regain my senses, and felt a deep worry and concern for her.I had waited too long, I thought. A worry set in that she was going to be seriously hurt– or that she had been suffocated for too long, or that I had cum too hard in her and it was clogging her lungs. Or– worse still– that I was too rough and that she decided she didn’t want to risk being with me ever again, and that this would in fact be it. I knelt down in front of her.”Katie? Katie! –A-are you alright?”Coughing. Sputtering. In between, trying to take deep drinks of air. Finally, she looked at me. Her glasses were more crooked than ever. Her mouth and chin glazed with my semen. It dribbled down her chin in long strings of spit and cum. I could see her eyes were bright red from choking. Her cute, nerdy face– that before this night had been so innocent, so virgin. Before last night, had hardly even been noticed by me– but now, after this, felt deeply needed in my life. I needed her. This 4– maybe 5 out of ten, skinny little nerdy homely girl, barely turned 18 who still lived with her parents and had a loser boyfriend with a tiny dick. I needed her. I had to have her. Every day.She looked at me and smiled. Finally, between breaths, she croaked– “I came again. I still owe you two more…”I smiled. I laughed. I couldn’t believe it. What a twisted slut. “After that… I don’t think I can anymore. Maybe…”She smiled and rubbed her chin with her tiny palm, and licked it off of her hand. She looked at the puddle of cum she coughed up on the carpet between us, then back at me. She took off her glasses and set them as neatly as she could on my bedside table, then leaned her face down and began to lap my cum up off of the carpet into her mouth, swallowing it.”Holy fuck…” I uttered. She looked at me and smirked. She looked far less innocent without her glasses now. Her face was still bright pink.”I said I wanted every drop… and I still owe you two more…” Katie then began to crawl in a circle facing the puddle of cum on the floor, backing her ass– her gorgeous, beautiful round ass toward me, lifting it up at me. Amazingly, my cock bobbed again– halting it’s shrink, as I felt the pulse in my veins around it begin to pump blood into it once again. Her cunt looked so wet and juicy. The smell of our cum was thick in the air. The smell of her pussy.”Kevin, please– fuck me while I eat your cum. I promised you… please…”Her face dropped as she continued to eat.11.I fucked her pussy three more times before the sun rose. I fucked her throat once more. We fell asleep in bed, the skin on our bodies hardening together from all the cum and sweat that had bonded us.Now if only I could teach her how to tell time using an analog clock…

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