“Then take it Mason,” is her breathless entreaty, brown eyes meeting mine over a sweetly curved shoulder. “Take me Mason, I’m yours.”
And like an enraged animal, I do it. There’s no way to slow things down, no way to stop the barreling train. I point my dicktip right at that honey hole, ten inches stiff as fuck, heavy like a weapon.
“Sweetheart,” I rasp, desperate to be in her. “This is gonna hurt a little, but I promise, it’ll feel good afterwards. Just stay with me, okay?”
She mewls slightly, turning to look with wide eyes over her shoulder once more.
“Yes Mason,” comes that breathy voice, slit dripping hotly. “Yes, I trust you.”
And with that, the penetration begins. Oh fuck! She’s so tiny. That little hole resists at first, even though she’s slick as fuck. But slowly, it happens. My cock spreads her labia, making entrance, slowly tunneling up that hot vaginal chamber, the girl shaking as her pussy juices violently.
“Unnnh!” is Carrie’s surprised cry, throwing her head back, big ass trembling. “Oh!”
“Still,” I soothe, although my balls are already high and tight, ready to spurt. “Hold still, pretty girl, it’s coming.”
Because fuck, the sight of my dick halfway up her vag is incredible. Those butt cheeks are giant and white, the moons spread to reveal that pink slit. Except it’s not a slit anymore. Oh no, those puffy lips have a fat cock stuffed in between, her labia grabbing me tight, stretched so hard.
“Unnh!” she cries again. “It hurts! Oh god, oh god!”
And I soothe her once more, not moving for a moment.
“I know sweet thing. I’m big and you’re small, but trust me, your pussy can stretch. It can do it, that sweet cunt’s elastic.”
And she mewls again, head dropping heavily between her shoulders, big boobies swinging like pendulums down below.
“Then yes, Mason,” she gasps. “Do it now.”
Aw fuck. She means I should break her hymen. I should lurch forwards and break that sweet barrier once and for all, making her into a woman of the world. And I want to, for sure. But at the worst moment, my conscience speaks.
Stop, it whispers. Carrie didn’t sign up for this. She doesn’t know what she’s getting into, the girl’s too young.
And I groan internally. Because it’s true. A female can say yes, she can sign her name at the bottom of a contract, and swear up and down that she understands every word. But when they’re teens, it doesn’t mean anything. They don’t get it because they don’t have any experience to gage what’s really going on.
So shit, where does that leave me? Was I gonna pull out now? Was I gonna pull my stiff dick out of the juiciest twat it’s ever been in? Was I gonna let this sweet virgin walk free, her insides still whole, heart unbroken?
And I think I was. I think I was really going to withdraw. I’d give Carrie the money, the clothes, the groceries, whatever she needed. Because the innocent girl doesn’t deserve this. She doesn’t deserve to get involved with a man twice her age, with no morals and no scruples whatsoever. I’d use that juicy cunt until she was dry, and then spit it all out at the end.
But the decision wasn’t mine. Because during that pause, Carrie took things into her own hands. I’d underestimated how aroused she was, how desperately the sassy female wanted dick. And with me already halfway inside, Carrie did the rest. That’s right, the brunette took a deep breath and pushed her hips backwards with a sharp thrust, fucking herself onto my fat cock.
“Ahhhhh!” is her heartfelt cry, eyes closed, pussy drilled so good. “Oh god!”
And aw shit, but it’s amazing. My rod punches through that barrier in one swift thrust, and then bingo! I’m in all the way. Balls to the wall, nothing between me and that juicing flesh.
“Shhh,” I croon softly, running one big hand up and down the sinuous S of her back, like I’m soothing an excited filly. “Shhh, shhh, good girl.”
Carrie moans again, head dropping, trembling like a doe. Because the girl was taking a ten-incher deep, that sweet vag violated for the first time. So who wouldn’t be afraid? Who wouldn’t wonder if life was over, if the world was ending?
But then I pull back, and the sensuous slide makes her eyes fly open, a shuddering inhale coursing through her lungs.
“Oh god Mason,” she gasps, gripping the couch arm tight, knuckles white. “Oh god.”
Because this is the start of our loving. Oh yeah, I’ve broken her hymen, or more accurately, she broke it herself. But now comes the good part. Now I was gonna own that pussy until it creamed all over my rod, making her shiver and shake on the road to Heaven.
“That’s right,” I pant against her neck once more, the warm air so hot, so intimate. “That’s right, this pussy is getting fucked.”