The top of my head almost blew off.
“I don’t have to?” I ground out, voice tight. “Are you insane? Don’t they teach you sex ed these days? Or did you miss that part of class?”
Becky shot me a little smile, before lifting those narrow shoulders again in a small shrug, totally unintimidated.
“All I’m saying is that I like feeling you bare in me,” she murmured. “All you, Kane, and nothing else.”
I was literally struck speechless then.
“You must be shitting me,” I growled in a low voice, unable to believe my ears. “This must be a joke.”
But Becky shot me another swift smile.
“No joke,” she said softly. “I just like it, that’s all. All you, Kane, and nothing else.”
And the pizza, birth control, everything else, flew out of my mind. Because I needed to get into this girl’s sweet hot twat and she was telling me that she wanted my jizz straight, that she liked the hot bubbly deep in her snatch even if it got her pregnant. The teen wanted it, she craved the virile sperm, she wanted all of Kane Caldwell, everything I had to offer.
And like a raging male animal, I took then. I was all over that wet pussy, licking her, pushing my fingers in, niggling her clit before helping her ride my dick once more, breasts bobbling in my face as I fucked her bareback, the girl jouncing in my lap. And shit, but it just keeps happening this way. I keep thinking “condom, condom, condom” but every time the going gets hot, the latex flies from my mind and before I know it, I’m balls deep in that nubile, fertile body, releasing sperm once more, roaring with pleasure as hot gushes of semen fly into her twat.
So yeah, things are fucking out of control. I’m supposed to be in charge, I’m the Club member, hell, I’m twenty-five years Becky’s senior, and yet I’m a whimpering puppy, doing whatever the woman wants, coming at her beck and call, my mind, body and emotions completely ruled by the sweet girl’s demands. And it’s not just the physical because when Becky asked me about money, just as usual, I completely caved. What the hell is wrong with me? This woman has me wrapped around her finger, and I’m like an obedient dog, sitting at her knee begging for more.
So yeah, we’d just finished another hot session, and the teen lay on her side, my dick still buried in that sweet puss from the back. Teasingly I pushed my hips forward again, running the hard length up deep into her vaginal channel, savoring that soft, wet heat.
“Mmm,” she murmured, reaching a hand behind to touch where our bodies joined. Sure enough, it came away sticky with goop and teasingly, she brought it to her mouth and licked the fluids, tasting the combined flavor of me and her. “You’re amazing Kane.”
Now, compliments usually don’t do much for me. I’m surrounded by people who want shit, and often they’ll say anything to get it, along the lines of: “Mr. Caldwell, that was hilarious! That joke about the sandwich was so funny.”
“Kane, I think you’re right. You’re absolutely right, one hundred percent.”
And my personal favorite:
“Oh god, your dick’s sooo big! I’ve never had bigger, oh shit, oh shit.”
So yeah, I’ve had men, women, hell even children tell me what I want to hear, all in the hope of getting on my good side. But after decades of hearing the bullshit, you get accustomed to it. The words just slide off my back, they don’t even penetrate my brain anymore, so I’m definitely not getting juiced from frilly nothings. But somehow, with Becky it’s different. When the girl speaks, I’m listening, and not just that but I’m hanging onto her every word, my ears perking up to the musical tone of her voice. And like she knew, the brunette laughed lightly again.
“You’re amazing Kane, really amazing,” she murmured, craning her head to cast me a sweet glance over her shoulder, the movement making my dick twitch within. “It was amazing, it gets better each time.”
I grunted, trailing a big finger over the slope of her shoulder, lightly caressing that delicate skin. My chest puffed out with pride, she made me feel ten feet tall.
“Naw, you’re amazing honey,” I ground out. “You’re delicious, baby girl, absolutely delicious.”
Because shit yeah, Rebecca really is incredible. And I couldn’t help but tell her, which is also totally out of character. Compliments from me are pretty rare, generally I’m a wham, bam, thank you ma’am type of guy, maybe a slap on the ass, a tweak of her clit and I’m into the showers. But with Becky, everything’s been turned on its head. I was lingering in bed with the woman, savoring her female essence, just breathing deep of her aura, and it’s fucking insane, it feels so good. It’s fucking insane how this teen girl has such a hold on me, and I don’t even wanna think about it, it’s gotten so crazy.