It was during the middle of fifth period. Ludwig and I had skipped class and were walking around the school. Ludwig held my hand as he dragged me to the stairwell. It was pretty deserted and plain for a school stairwell; No one went there because there had been a rumor spread that some unnoticed kid had killed himself and his soul was lingering, but in reality I spread the rumor as a joke. I didn't think everyone was gonna take me seriously.
Coming out of my thoughts I tugged on Ludwig and whispered in his ear softly, "Do you think that rumors real?" I look around suspiciously and Ludwig pulls me close to seductively say in his husky, empowering voice "If it is i'll protect you," he smirks. Blushing furiously I almost yell, but then I hear footsteps. I stand there frozen like a deer in headlights.
Before the sound approaches Ludwig grabs me and pulls me into the locker facing his large chest as he quietly and swiftly shuts the locker door. Intoxicated by his smell I unconsciously shove my knee in between his legs softly. He reacts to this and and in a quick movement his length is popping up inside of his pants hitting against my stomach. Watching him curiously I unzip his pants and slowly move my hand up and down his length. He looks down at me helplessly, and I am at my max. I rub him harder going down his length and then back up again repeatedly. He lets out a soft moan and I lunge at him shoving my tongue into his slippery, wet and hot mouth. I notice that he likes it because he grabs and forces my pants down. I gasp while watching him slowly kiss my neck stopping at my adam's apple and nibbling on it softly.
He then grabs my boxers forcefully and rips them off almost tearing it in two. "I'm going to fuck you now" he murmurs as he positions the head of his erection at the entrance of my sex. "Hard," he whispers, and he slams into me.
"Aaahh!" I cry as I feel a weird pinching sensation deep inside me as he rips through my virginity. He stills, gazing down at me, his eyes bright with ecstatic triumph. His mouth is open slightly, and his breathing is harsh. He groans.
"You're so tight. You okay?"
I nod, my eyes wide, my hands on his forearms. I feel so full. He stays still letting me acclimatize to the intrusive, overwhelming feeling of him inside me. "I'm going to move now okay?" he breathes, his voice tight. Oh. He eases back with exquisite slowness. And he closes his eyes and groans, and thrusts into me again. I cry out a second time, and he stills. "More?" he whispers, his voice raw.
"Yes," I breathe. He does it once more, and stills again. I groan, my body accepting him...Oh I want this. "Again?" he breathes. "Yes," it's a plea. And he moves, but this time he doesn't stop. He speeds up. I moan, and he pounds on, picking up speed, merciless, a relentless rhythm, and I keep his thrusts. (More later after I find the other pages)