High Voltage/Apologize and beg for sex
From Create Your Own Story
I wiped my arms on my sleeves. I needed to continue to pretend to be Lauren. Shawn was Lauren's boyfriend. That means I needed to do this. "I'm so sorry, Shawn," I said. "It's just been a long day." I took his hand and mine and pressed it against pussy and biting my lip as his fingers traced over my leggings, and then my panties, and finally my bare skin.
He had disrobed me easily and his fingers were still strumming away at me. I let my mind wander to the excitement in the shower earlier. I tried to pretend it wasn't a man causing these feelings inside me, although that became impossible when he abruptly stopped touching.
He grabbed his belt, unfastened it, and let it fall to the floor, he removed his shirt with one hand, exposing his muscular chest, and freed his cock from his boxers with the other. Soon he was on top of me and I felt a warmness between my legs. He hugged me close to him and began moving his hips in a harmonious rhythm.
The foreplay was amazing, but I felt like the sex itself was lacking. It was as if I was moving backwards, getting further away from the destination I wanted. If I was going to let some man inside of me, it at least needed to be satisfying for me! I tried to find his rhythm and began rocking my hips. I moaned in delight as each thrust brought me a little closer.
Suddenly, Shawn rolled over, taking me with him. I was on top, and I moved my legs to try to best position myself on top of him. His hands were cool on my hips as he gripped me with strength and practically lifted me up and down, sliding me up and down his shaft. I moved my hips, pushing him deeper into me. I could look down between my legs and watch as his penis disappeared inside of me with each and every thrust. Watching it go in was amazing; for a moment I forgot it was me it was going into.
My breathing became quicker and louder and he continued to manipulate me on top of him. He groaned quietly and I felt a warming sensation. He slid in and out with even less effort and soon I was tumbling over the cliff into orgasm with him. "Oooooooohhhhh," I said as I was overcome with sensations. He had already slowed down significantly and I was doing all the work at this point. He continued to hold my hips, as I lifted my arms up my chest, brushing my nipples, and grabbing my hair. "Ummmmmm," I moaned again as I let my brown hair fall back down onto my shoulders. I leaned forward slightly and ground my clit into his skin while forcing him further into me.
He rolled back around so I was under him and he pulled out, leaving me wanting more. Without saying a word, he grabbed a towel and dried himself off. He tossed the towel to me and I patted between my legs with it.
Shit! He didn't use a condom! Was I on birth control? I took one leg off the bed to find my clothes, but he wrapped me up in his arms and pulled me into his warm embrace on the bed. He held me tightly, and I drifted to sleep, thinking only of the heavenly sensations still tingling through my nerves.
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