Even the thought of being caught made my cock drip precum, and I reached out to pull her towards me. She came willingly, her body supple, warm, and giving, and I ravished her mouth without mercy. “Release my cock; I want inside you now.”
My words and tone sounded odd even to my own ears, but I didn’t care. Right now, all that mattered was the feel of her fingers as she tried taking my cock from the confinement of my slacks. I had to help her maneuver because her tiny hands were no match for my raging hardon that had become stuck behind my fly.
I whipped it out of its bondage, and it bounded right in front of her eyes, which followed the movement as my cock bobbed in the air. I rubbed my thumb over her lip then dipped inside. She suckled the tip of my thumb, and I felt it in my balls.
I fisted her hair, pulling her head back to look into her eyes. “Suck my cock. Open!” She opened her mouth, and I dripped precum on her tongue while gripping her hair tightly in my fist. When she needed to swallow instead, I pushed my cock to the back of her throat, making her gag.
She choked and screamed around my cock as she shook her head, trying to get away. But I held her hair tighter, keeping her in place as I started slowly fucking into her mouth. The sounds of choking and spit rivaled the wind and the rain that beat against the old stone of the house.
I pulled my shirt off, losing some of the buttons as I looked down at her face, her cheeks filled with my cock, then worked my slacks the rest of the way off too. Now we were both naked, nothing standing in the way of me getting at her. I held my cock at the base and eased it out of her mouth when I felt that telltale tingle in my balls. I want to empty this load in her cunt.
“Turn around,” I growled and helped her get into position on her hands and knees in front of me when she looked too dazed to obey. She was barely settled before I gripped her hair again, using it like a horse’s mane as I dug my cock into her from behind.
This was supposed to be the first time, so why did I know the feel of her so well? That tight pressure from her cunt walls squeezing me in just the right way. I know that feeling because it’s the one I’ve been having in my dreams since coming here. I thought that there could never, would never be anything as good as that dream pussy, that it was a figment of my imagination, a fantasy world that I’d created surrounding the two of us.
But this was no fantasy; this was real. I was balls deep in Ellie with her hair fisted on top of her head, her ass slightly canted to give me easier access to her soft pink gash as I looked down between us at my cock’s long hard thickness disappeared between her ass cheeks and into her cunt below.
Her moans were hoarse and full of hints of pain, and when I reached around her middle, I could feel the imprint of my cock in her belly. She’s never been more delicate than she is now. Now when she’s at my mercy, that vulnerability, instead of rendering compassion from me, made me want to fuck her into submission.
I want to fuck the betrayal and the fact that she’d destroyed something I knew would’ve been good for both of us out of her and out of my system. My mind raced as my body took over once again, and war raged between the two sides of me. She grappled for purchase on the wooden floor, but there was none.
Her knees skidded with each thrust of my cock into her deep well. “Spread your legs wider; I’m not easing up. That’s it.” With her legs spread wider, she was a bit more stable, more able to take my cock just the way I wanted to give it to her. Which was hard, rough, and deeply penetrating.
I didn’t care when she started to cry; in fact, it was music to my ears. All I cared about was the way her pussy clung to me, the way she never stopped juicing and frothing around my cock. I moved my hand up from her tummy and cupped her breast. Her nipple was hard beneath my palm, and she screamed when I bit into her neck, pulled her hair, and pinched her nipple all at the same time while simultaneously slamming her cunt back hard on my cock.
At that moment, I hated her. I hated that she’d thrown us away to fuck my grandfather for his money and hated even more that she was deriving pleasure from me when she didn’t deserve it. It took me a second to realize that the choking sounds were coming from her and that I was the one strangling her.