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“Fuck, I wanna fuck you.” I had to grit my teeth and hold myself still. I counted to ten and told myself to just get her off and get the fuck out of the house. I opened her with my fingers, trying to distance myself, but there was no way. Her pussy was calling me to fuck. I eased two fingers inside her tight hole and sucked her clit into my mouth.

She went up in flames, her back arched off the bed and her pussy clamped tight against my mouth and fingers. Her sharp nails dug into my shoulders and back as she rode my tongue. I sucked her dry and then rolled off the bed like the shit was on fire.

“I’ll be back.” I sounded pissed I know, but what the fuck did she expect? You need to calm the fuck down Creed, she didn’t tell you to put your mouth on her you fuck.

I ran my hand over my head as I left the room like the hounds of hell were after me. Shit, you can’t just leave her there like that, not after her first time with a man; but it was either that, or fuck. That damn promise was like an albatross around my neck

I dunked my head under the sink in the bathroom and took some deep breaths. When had I ever felt like this? Not ever. I had to talk myself down and glare myself into fucking submission in the mirror. Who the fuck’s idea was it to wait any damn way? Yours asshole! Eighteen was the legal age why the fuck did I do this shit to myself?

When I felt like I was in control again I went back to her. She looked scared as fuck when I went back into the room and I felt like a fucking animal. She didn’t look like she’d moved an inch since I jumped off the bed, and her body was stiff as a board while she looked close to tears.

Just like that my protective gene kicked in and I wasn’t in danger of fucking her too soon any longer. We’ll see how long that shit lasts.

“No baby don’t do that, you didn’t do anything wrong.” I ended up back on the bed with her anyway, taking her into my arms to console her. “Why did you leave then, wasn’t I any good?” She was clutching at me like she thought I was gonna run away.

“Yes you are babygirl, too good. That’s why I left, I don’t want to take you like this, I want it to be special. I have…it doesn’t matter now, just know you are perfect.” I kissed her precious little face until I reached her lips again and sunk in. She didn’t seem to mind her taste in my mouth as I fed it to her. That shit just made my dick even more unruly as she climbed onto my chest in her bid to get closer.

I held the back of her head and eased her away before she hurt herself when she became agitated. Poor baby, her pussy was awake and she didn’t know what to do with herself. I couldn’t resist taking one last nip of her swollen lips though, or grinding my cock up into her.

When we were both a little calmer I made her look into my eyes because I needed her full attention for what was coming next.

“Do you understand what’s going on, do you know why I brought you home?” She shook her head no and made herself more comfortable on my chest, her fingers once more tracing my ink. My cock was still straining against the bit and the sight of her plump tits pressed into my hard chest was all that was needed to get him going again.

“Fuck it, I’ll tell you later.” I rolled us over and pushed her back on the bed, this time lying flat on top of her. I fitted all thirteen and a half inches of my cock against her pussy. Fuck me this is torture. Her tits were like some kind of fucking magnet for my mouth and I dove right in again, moving from one to the other as I bit sucked and licked.

My cockhead was peeping out the top of my jeans and I used that to titillate her clit as I mauled her tits. I dry fucked her as I sucked on her mounds, leaving my mark all over her in my feverish need. She keened and moved beneath me as her legs shook and her pussy creamed.

I wasn’t about to nut on her stomach, not for a long time anyway, but… “Don’t be afraid, I’m going to put the head of my cock inside you, I won’t breech you I promise.” I wasn’t sure if I could do this shit, if I had that much control, but I was sure I was going to fucking die if I didn’t at least feel her.


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