His fingers tighten as he pushes inside me, then puls out,
but he doesn't do more than tug. This boy has tackled
other boys on the footbal field hard enough to break their
bones and knock them out. I know he could pul my hair
harder than he is.
He fucks into me smoothly as his fingers find my clit and
his other hand releases my hair. My head fals forward. On
my hands and knees I can put my head down and look
under my body to see where he's joined me. Instead, I
bury my face in the pilow and lift my ass in the air, push
harder against him, force him to slam his body into mine.
It does hurt, but hurts so good. Pain and pleasure are
mingling. I've read about this but never understood it,
even though it made me creep my hands into my
panties and stroke myself into coming as I read. But
it's not quite enough, it's not what I really want. Or it's
not enough of what I want.
I pull away, leaving Austin muttering a complaint. I
I pull away, leaving Austin muttering a complaint. I
roll onto my back and hold him off me with a foot on
his chest. His cock is huge and wet from me, and I
think about taking it in my mouth. Right now. He'll
taste like me, and I shudder at the thought as my
fingers move to cover my cunt. I press my palm
against my clit and pleasure jolts through me.
I get out of bed and he follows when I crook my finger.
We've fucked in the living room before. I stand in the
cool air with the windows open and without blinds,
showing me off to anyone who might look through. We
live on the third floor, which make voyeurs unlikely,
but I'm still aroused at thinking we might be giving
someone a show.
Austin smiles and moves toward me. Step and step and
one more, and my back hits the old plaster walls we've
never painted. His hands fit my hips just right. His
knee nudges my legs apart, and his thigh presses
between mine. He kisses me.
'What are you doing?' Austin says, laughing.
'Fuck me.' My voice shakes.
His brow furrows for a minute, but only that briefly. Then
he's got his hands under my ass and has lifted me, my legs
around his waist, my back against the wal. His mouth
seals mine before I can take a breath, and I can't breathe.
His kiss steals my air.
My heart beats fast in my ears and the world rushes
around us. Austin fucks me and I try to take another
breath but his lips are closed tight over mine, his tongue
fucking my mouth the way his prick fucks my pussy. I'm
drowning in him. In this. In us.
I break the kiss with a gasp and now I understand more
