I won’t last long like this, but I don’t care. I’ll make sure she gets off after, but right now I’ve got to fill her little pussy up. My balls are tight and achy. It’s like I haven’t gotten off inside her four times already today. The animal inside me needs her. I look down at where we are connected, seeing my dick pull out of her tight cunt covered in her cream. She’s so wet for it, I’ve got a ring around the base of my cock from her juices, and it drips down my nuts. Sticky syrupy sounds echo in the empty garage as my wet balls smack against her pussy.Once again she’s my prime breeding machine, taking my big cock all the way inside and begging for more. Her fertile cunt opens for seed, my seed. Seeing my cock disappear inside of her and feeling her tight pussy squeezing it to the point of pain are enough. I thrust hard one last time, pumping all of my cum into her. She squeezes me and sucks me dry. When my last drop escapes, I pull out and spin her around as I go down on my knees i
I debate it for half a second before I change my mind. Though I love when I get Chris worked up and crazy, and Croy seems to be his hot button, I opt not to. Tonight’s the first game of the season, and he doesn’t need me adding to his stress. No matter how much I want to go over there in protest of Miss Heart sitting on his desk, I refrain. Isn’t there a freaking thirty-year-old history book she should be updating or something?Making my way to the front of the classroom, I sit in the chair directly in front of them, dropping my bag on the floor next to me. Now I’ll be able to hear everything they say. Miss Heart shoots me an annoyed look, like she notices this as well, but she quickly covers it up. She leans down close to Chris, and it’s then I realize my mistake. Now she’ll just have to lean in close to him to whisper.I can’t do anything but stare at her. The famous Miss Heart. And by ‘famous’, I mean all the boys have talked about her since I can remember. She teaches ninth grade
“Sorry, I’m terrible about charging my phone.” It’s not a total lie. I’m the worst with that thing.“Croy!” Chris snaps again, making both of us jump. Even Miss Heart backs off his desk.Croy throws his hands up in an apologetic gesture, but he looks back at me, and then at Chris, before he shakes his head and leaves.“All right. Why doesn't everyone head out.” I glance up at the clock on the wall and see school isn't out for another fifteen minutes, but everyone hops to, excited about the early dismissal. Miss Heart continues to stand there, so I grab my bag, hating that I’m going to have to leave them both in here alone.“Megan, I need to speak with you. Your father asked me to give you a message.” I can tell from his tone that he’s pissed, and for some reason it makes my nipples hard. Hearing the authority in his voice does something to my body I didn’t expect. After the Croy incident yesterday, he fucked me until I could barely move. Everything between my legs has been so sore tod
“Show me, Megan. Milk it out of me.”He releases his grip on the desk and reaches down to my clit. That’s all it takes, just the slightest touch, and I start to cum. I feel my pussy gripping him as he pounds into me from behind. The desk scoots across the floor from the force of his thrusts, and I’m cumming hard. I’m doing just as he asked and milking his cock. I feel his warm release splash into my body as he drops down onto my back, kissing my neck. His final twitches inside me are a sweet feeling as he whispers against my skin.“Thank you, baby.”“I think I should be thanking you.”I let out a giggle, and he leans back, pulling out of me. I feel him drop down, and he’s between my legs, pulling my panties the rest of the way down.“Love the skirt. Step out.” He indicates for me to lift my foot so he can pull them all the way off. “Don’t move, let me clean you.”Using my panties, he wipes between my legs while I watch him over my shoulder. I wait for him to tell me to step back into
Her cheeks flush and she looks away. “I…I just meant as friends.” She’s backpedaling and we both know it. “You may be some big shot NFL player, but that doesn’t give you the right to be an asshole.” She spins around and stomps away like I was somehow rude to her.I just shake my head and try to pretend that didn’t just happen. I go over to everyone waiting for me. I speak to Croy first. He’s my biggest problem, and I need to get rid of him.“Hey, Chris, congratulations on the win!” Janet beats me to the punch and gives me a hug. I can’t help but smile. She would have made a great cheerleader. She’s beaming with pride.“Looks like you did an outstanding job of coaching our star quarterback as well.” Phil pats Croy on the back, and I try not to roll my eyes. He fucked up no less than a dozen plays tonight, but luckily my o-line is strong and saved the day.“Yeah,” is all I can manage to say as Croy beams, clearly taking the credit. It’s a big win for him, and I don’t want to cheat him o
“I want you to rub your pussy until we get there.”I put the car in gear and pull back onto the road. I glance over every few seconds, seeing her rub her pussy and hearing her sticky sounds of pleasure. The SUV smells like her cunt, and I wish it smelled like this all the time. I'm tempted to tell her to rub it all over the car, but we’re pulling into the garage and I don’t want to waste any time.Once the garage door closes, I get out and Megan follows. Before she can open the door between the garage and the house, I scoop her up and carry her across the threshold.“What are you doing?” she laughs, but I don’t answer. I just smile and keep walking.I carry her down the long hall and straight to the master suite. I bypass the mattress that’s sitting on the floor, and go to the bathroom.“I need a shower after that game, and I want you to help me break it in.”I had some furniture delivered this afternoon. Basic essentials I knew I would need for my first night. The bulk of the furnitu
"Chris, I would never do anything with him." I try to reassure him about the dance, running my hand up and down his back and pulling him closer. He just stares down at me. His face looks like he's in agony.“No, you wouldn’t because I won’t let you near him.” His mouth takes mine in a punishing kiss. It’s hard, and it demands my surrender—something he already has. I can feel his need to mark me, and I should probably be scared by his intensity, but I’m not. I crave it, want it more than anything else in the whole world.No one has ever made me feel the way he does. Like he can’t breathe without me. “I need you.” My legs drop open a little more at his words, giving him what he wants, letting him fully slide between them. His big body cages mine. He feels so good pressed against me. My heart pounds and desire rushes through me.He doesn’t wait for permission, no build up or foreplay. He pushes inside my body with all the strength in his powerful thighs. His cock thrusts against the tigh
Megan: Pick me up at the schoolMom: Be there in tenI start the car and pull out of the driveway. I have to beat my mom to the school. I don’t want her to see me driving Chris’s car.When I get there, I pull the car into the backlot, dropping the keys into the side panel of the door. Pulling my phone from my purse, I see a ton of missed calls and texts from Chris. Without reading them I type out a message as I head to the front of the school to wait for my mom.Megan: Sorry I took your car but I left it at the school in the staff parking lot. Keys are in the side door. I need time to think. Please give it to me.When my mom pulls up to the curb, I jump into her car. My distress is clearly showing.“Baby?” she whispers, and the floodgates open. Tears stream down my face, and I no longer try to fight what I’m feeling.“Home, Mom, please,” I beg, looking out the window. I know if I look at her, I’ll just cry harder.“Megan, you have to tell me if someone hurt you. You’re scaring me. I’v