Mikhail
The girl makes coming look like a damn art form. I reluctantly loosen my grip on her throat and gaze at her as she gasps for breath. Her slender hands reach for the skin, and her fingertips brush along the harsh bruises my hand has left in its wake.
Her eyes connect with mine, and I’m shocked by what I see behind them. She should be scared. She should be terrified. She should despise me. She should run. But all I see in her soft gaze is hunger mixed with wonder. That strange pang in my chest appears again, twisting and creating something I don’t recognize. Is it sympathy? Lust?
“What were you saying about not coming?”
She smiles. A genuine smile. Warm, radiant, and kind. It’s been a long time since anyone has shown me kindness. But when I gaze into her pretty face, it’s all I see.
“That was”—her hand hesitates as she moves it to my face—“wonderful. Thank you.”
I want to tell her she’s welcome, wrap her in a blanket, and take her home. Treat her right. Make her feel special. But instead, I wrap her soft hair around my hand and yank her head back. “Don’t thank me yet. That was just the appetizer.”
Raising off the ground, I release my painfully throbbing cock from my pants and present it to her. Her lips part, and before she can say anything, I shove my dick in her pretty little mouth. She trails her velvet tongue around my shaft, coaxing a moan from my lips.
Her hands move up my legs and stop at my ass. Her long nails grip my skin, and she digs into my flesh, pulling my cock further to the back of her throat.
“Open that throat wide for me, Mouse. Take it all in.”
Gagging sounds fill the silence between us as saliva drips from the corners of her mouth. She looks like a perfect little porn star, except she’s better than anything on film.
My hands fist her hair and I use it as reigns to guide her up and down my shaft. Her long fingers move on my length, adding to the perfection of her warm mouth.
“Fuck, Mouse. If you keep doing that, I’m going to come right down that pretty little throat.”
My words egg her on, and instead of backing off, she works her hand and mouth on my cock while her other hand moves to my balls.
She squeals as I yank her head back. Using her long hair, I pull her around, push her against a tree and cup her pussy. “As much as I love your pretty little mouth, what I really want is to fuck this sexy cunt.”
Lifting one leg, I slide my cock to her center and impale her with one deep thrust. “Fuck. You’re so tight.”
She screams as I pound in her cunt with no mercy. She braces her hands against the tree, but I push her with my body, making the tree a barrier so she can’t move, can’t run, can’t do anything but take my cock.
“You’re taking me so well, Mouse. Such a good little whore for me. Tell me, Mouse, does it feel good being fucked like a slut in the forest by a stranger?”
Her breath hitches, and she squeaks a small “Yes.”
“What are you, Mouse?”
“Horny.”
I chuckle at her smart mouth and yank her head back. Her mouth parts at the assault, and I spit, watching the trail of saliva fall from my mouth to hers. “You can do better than that, slut. I want you to tell me exactly what you are.”
“I am a dirty little whore who wants you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk for days. I want to feel your cock in my tight pussy, to know how you violated me.”
The animal rages inside me, taking hold. Pushing her head down on the bark, I fuck her like she means nothing and represents everything. The two dueling sensations of madness and possessiveness wrap around me. My fingers move along her clit as I fuck her with wild abandon, longing to fill her with my cum.
“I’m going to fill you with my cum, Mouse. Fuck you hard and fast, and fill this pussy with my cum.”
“Please,” she pants.
“Please, what, Mouse? Use your words.”
“Please fuck me hard.”
Those words are all I need to hear. I hold her head down, making it hard for her to move without scraping her skin. Her hands brace on the tree as I hold one leg and fuck her like she’s only there for my pleasure. This is what she wants, to be used, to be owned, and I’m the man to do it.
But even with the brutality of my thrusts and knowing she’ll have brutal marks covering her body, I realize that this one taste won’t be enough. A lifetime with my little mouse won’t be enough. I want to keep a woman for the first time in my life, and the knowledge has me grunting and releasing my cum deep within her pussy.