Savaged

She whimpers, and I reach down to unbutton and unzip her jeans. I slide my hand inside to cup her pussy, and I’m a little shocked that she’s already wet.

“Fucking slut,” I say. “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”

“No!” she yells.

Wrapping my fingers around the bottom of her shirt, I quickly pull it up and over her head. Her bra drops to the floor as soon as her arms come back down, and I wrap my arm around her again.

“No!” she screams again. She begins to struggle against me. “Let me go!”

She grabs at my arm and tries to wrench free, but I hold on. I grasp her hair at the back of her head, careful not to pull on it too much. Twisting my legs around hers, I shove her face first into the mattress and press my hand between her shoulder blades. Her sandals fly off her feet in the process.

I want to get my pants off, but that damn airsoft gun is still shoved in them, and I don’t know what to do with it. While still holding her with one hand, I grab the weapon out of one pocket and one of Melissa’s scarves out of the other. I take careful aim and toss them both onto the dresser where I can reach them later.

With that stuff out of the way, I grab the back of her jeans and roughly pull them down her legs. She’s wearing one of her lacy panties, the ones she’s always saying get little tears in them a week after she’s bought them. This pair has a little hole right in the back, near the seam. I grab the underwear by the hole and rip them off of her as she squeals.

“There’s that hot little pussy,” I say as I reach for it with my fingers. “I’m gonna give it a fucking you’re never going to forget!”

I slip a finger inside of her and then a second. I usually do, just to make sure she’s ready, but I can tell it’s not really needed this time. I’m not sure how I feel about how excited she obviously is.

Then again, I can’t recall ever being as excited as I am at this moment.

Holding her firmly, I release my cock from my own jeans. I shove my pants and boxers down to my ankles before I realize they’re caught on my shoes now. I growl to myself as I use my heels to get the shoes off and then kick away both of our clothes.

I lean over her back, pressing her against the blankets. Her bed hasn’t been made—it never is—and I shove at the blankets to smooth them out a little. Taking my cock in my hand, I press it against her opening, but the angle is all wrong, and my hands are shaking a little.

I grab her hips with both hands and yank her up to her knees. I climb onto the bed behind her, shoving her legs apart. I can feel every beat of my heart as it throbs through the artery in my dick, and I’m already sweating.

“Spread those legs,” I order. She tries to keep them together, but she’s a skinny thing, and I’m a big guy. It isn’t hard to hold her in position. “You ready to get fucked, little girl?”

“Please…please don’t do this! I’m a virgin!”

“Are you now?” I snicker. “So my cock gets to be your first one. Is that what you’re saying? I’m so honored…a girl always remembers her first cock.”

She struggles, trying to get up on her arms, but I push her back down and cover her back with my chest.

“Please don’t! You can have anything you want! I won’t tell anyone, I swear!”

I press my lips against her ear as I run the head of my dick along her slit.

“Maybe I’ll spare you,” I whisper.

“Please…”

I press the tip at her opening.

“Still a virgin,” I mumble as I push forward a fraction of an inch. My cock is throbbing so much

, it almost hurts. I pull back, removing it from her completely. She’s tightened her fingers around the messed up blankets, and her knuckles are white. I place my cock against her again, pushing forward a little more. “How far does it have to go before you’re nothing more than my slut?”

She doesn’t reply. Her shoulders rise and fall with her breathing.

I shove in a little more, and she groans under me, begging me to stop. My hands are still shaking—it’s weird to hear her using such words and intentionally ignoring them. It’s also exciting, and that bothers me. I brace myself, swallow hard, and shove my cock deep inside her as she cries out.

“NO!”

“Oh, fuck, yeah!” I hold myself inside of her for a moment, tensed and ready. “Not a virgin anymore, are ya?”

I thrust in and out of her as I keep a grip on the back of her neck and her hip, holding her down. I pull her against me with every penetration, feeling a strange combination of power and recklessness. It feels good to have her under me, under my control.