Red, White & Bang

Looking up at her, she touches my cheek with her soft palm. The emotions I see in her eyes mirror my own. How the fuck can you fall in love with someone so quickly? Despite not being able to answer that, it is the God’s honest truth. With my hands on her knees, I spread her thick thighs wide. She smiles and spreads them a little bit wider herself. Trailing my fingers up her soft, supple skin I find that she is not wearing any panties. My fucking mouth is watering at this point. I can see that she is wet for me. I feel like a fucking caveman. The only thing I want to do right now is breed my girl.

“My, my. You are a bad girl. Wearing this short dress letting anyone see my pussy. How should I punish you? Should I just tease you and not let you come?”

“No. That wouldn’t be right. I promise to never do it again. I’ll always keep your pussy covered,” she says. Her voice is full of lust. I growl. She catches on quickly. I had no idea I was such a dirty talker but seems she is as well. I granted her before lowering my head down to her pussy. Breathing in is intoxicating. I know that I will never get enough of this. Her scent course through my veins forever. Tentatively, I tongue her clit. Gripping her thighs tightly I laughed at her juices. Her hands tighten in my hair pulling hard leading me this way and that. I like that she knows what she wants, however, I don’t like what that implies. After she comes on my face, I stand in order to tug my slacks off. My hard cock springs free, causing her to gasp.

“Oh, shoot,” she says, and I find it adorable. It directly contends with her bad girl persona. I stroke my dick several times while she watches. Leaning back on the tree stump, she looks up at me and crooks her finger. Her dress has ridden up and I can see her belly now. Damn, she is perfection. Grunting, I lower myself down to her. Finding her lips, I kiss her. My cock grinds over her clit, seeking entrance into what I’m sure will be Heaven on Earth. Her legs wrap around my waist while I grab the edge the wood beneath us. Reaching between us, I grip my cock, squeezing the base before lining it up with her opening.

“Wait,” she says. I immediately pause and look up at her. “Um. I have never done this before,” she says biting her bottom lip. “I’m sure that you are used to women with a certain amount of experience, but I have none. I just wanted you to know before your monster cock tears me to shreds,” she says, giggling. I groan when the motion reaches my cock. I quirk my eyebrow, and she sobers up.

“You have nothing to worry about, Gin. I have never and will never fuck another woman as long as I live. You have my word on that.”

“How the fuck is that possible,” she blurts out. “I mean that’s just not possible.”

“Trust me, baby. It’s more than possible,” I say through gritted teeth as I slide into her pussy slowly. I stop when I get to her sweet cherry.

“Just do it,” she demands, and I surge forward. She moans when I am balls deep inside of her.

“Fuck. So tight. So perfect.”

“Oh God. Harder. Give it to me harder,” she begs. Fuck, I never would have thought that a woman begging me would be so hot.

I fuck her until she screams. When she does my balls tighten painfully and I fill her with my seed.

“Oooh, damn. I should probably mention that I’m not on birth control,” she says clinging to me.

“Thank fuck. We will have a kid in you in no time flat,” I say pulling out of her.

“You want kids?” she asks.

“Only with you,” I say kissing her before I stand. I pull my filthy pants back up. She nods, a few tears in her eyes. They are gone before I can say anything. She stands and rights her dress. She is sweating like crazy because I never took my coat off of her. Next time, we will both know better. We look around to make sure we haven’t left anything behind.

Now, that the red haze of lust has cleared for the moment, I take in our surroundings.

“Shit,” she says. I follow her gaze and frown.

The “vines” covering the stump are not vines at all.

It’s fucking poison ivy.

3

Gina

Oh my God! The way he dominated me out there in those woods yesterday made me feel alive for the very first time. With every step I take, I can still feel him in me. During the fireworks, we made some of our own, despite the poison ivy. After the picnic, I went home with Quincy. His three-story townhouse is much nicer than my sad, little apartment. I moved out of the dorms last month and into a studio apartment and I have never felt more alone than I do there. I am not going to have a problem moving in here like he demanded I do last night.