Forbidden Love Stories

Chapter 2

I Pretend To Be Asleep - Part 2

His rubbing turned into a slightly forceful prodding, between my lips, down to my clit, where he ran his index finger in circles around it.

This caused me to arch my back a bit, letting out a moan. I quickly became aware that everyone in the other rooms was probably still sleeping. The house sounded still.

I had to be quiet. I turned my face into the bed. My back was still arched, so he now had full access to my pussy, but just to ensure that I spread my legs fully apart.

He took that opportunity to place his full palm on my pussy and rub in circles, covering the entirety of it. I'd never felt anything like that before, and the sensation sent me into a frenzy.

I was fully "awake" now. I turned and looked at him, flashing him a shy, devious smile before I turned and faced the mattress again, softly moaning into it, wiggling my hips, letting my pussy call to him.

His hand was drenched from me. He easily slipped two fingers right inside, went right to my G-spot, and went to town. I was doing all I could not to scream out. It felt so unbelievably wrong but right, and good, sexy and secret and wonderful.

He didn't (or couldn't) keep this up much longer, and I had clearly given him the green light. I felt him slide my shorts down, and I wiggled out of them. He shuffled around on the bed, and when I looked back at him he was on his knees behind me.

He slid his fingers back inside my pussy and kept fingering me before he stopped, and I heard the sounds of a well-lubed cock being played with. The fact that it was my creamy wetness that he was using sent my lust into overdrive, and I perched up a bit, eagerly awaiting him to enter me.

He laid down on top of me, in a prone position, and I felt him slowly slide himself in. I hadn't seen his cock prior to this, I barely knew the guy! I was certainly going to know him now, that was for sure. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

The first thing I noticed was the thickness of it. He had to rub the head of it around the entrance of my pussy as he went in slowly. I felt my hole stretch around and then accept him.

The sensation almost made me cum, him slowly guiding the girth of his cock deep in me. He kept going until all of him was inside, and oh man, did he feel AMAZING!.

I buried my face in the covers and moaned out as he pulled himself almost completely out and then went all the way back inside me, a little harder this time. He grabbed my ass and squeezed, got a good grip with one hand, the other hand up beside me, gripping the bed.

I felt my pussy envelop him as he deep stroked into me, my hips moving in time with his strokes, we were in silent sync, the only noises being my muffled whimpers and moans, and the light "tat tat tat" of his groin meeting my ass cheeks, slapping them lightly.

His free hand roamed my ass, hips, thighs, and then up to my back, finally gripping the back of my neck and I LOVED THAT. I wiggled a little under him, in a positive reaction. He adjusted, so he wasn't putting all his weight on the back of my neck, but kept it there, squeezing as he pounded into my tightly stretched pussy.

It was getting harder to keep entirely quiet, but my face, at this point being shoved into the sheets and bed, did a good job of rendering me almost silent, even though I was crying out in ecstasy as he took me.

He got more aggressive the closer he came to orgasm, and our movements began to get a little more rushed, desperate. His, desperate to be as deep inside me, as hard as he could get, and mine, my pussy desperate to milk that thick, wonderful cock for all the cum it could give me, the risk and thrill of being caught with an almost stranger turning me into a filthy slut.

I wanted him to fill me; I wanted to secretly leak him all day, remembering the way he'd used me. So I told him so. I was on birth control, anyway.

I lifted my face as much off the bed as I could with him still holding me down, pulverizing my hole and I whispered "I want you to cum in me" I panted, "cum in my pussy".

That was I could muster to speak. He took his hand off my neck and now both hands were on my ass, which I propped up so he could get the best angle, and he did my pussy in. It was slightly painful, honestly, but I fucking loved it. "That's right", I thought. "Make me sore. Use me. You took the chance, now take my pussy."

He relentlessly slammed into me, I felt my orgasm building, fast, hard. "I'm going to fucking cum, you're going to make me fucking cum", I whisper-moaned, right before the wave crashed over me, my body shuddered, and I started to orgasm. He reached under my waist and played with my clit again, forcing me back face into the bed, nearly screaming as I came.

I was sure SOMEONE had heard us but didn't care at all. He grabbed my hips up one last time and pounded out the last of my orgasm, and before long I felt his cock flex a bit inside me. "Oh Shit", he grumbled, trying to keep his own noises and grunts low as I felt him empty himself inside me. He kept ahold of me until he was fully finished, before slowly pulling out and collapsing beside me.

For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, smiling, giggling at what we had done. I heard people shuffling around downstairs and realized they had probably been down there the entire time, and that's why it sounded so quiet on the second floor. Oops!.

I got my bearings, slipped my shorts on, and decided I better join my friends, as I probably had some explaining to do, especially if they'd heard anything at all.

"I guess I'll see you later", that all I could say to Jon at that moment, grinning, not really knowing what else to say. He agreed. As I stood up to leave, I felt a little of his cum leak out of me. I smiled to myself and felt myself get excited and turned on again, feeling it. It was going to be a delightful day.