Story Thirteen: À la Ćreme.
There's smut, and then, there's shameless smut. ;) suspend your disbelief and leave logic at the door.
Warning: Multiple orgasm, creampie. Exhibitionism. Porn w/o plot.
It was the peak of summer. Clear blue skies, sparkling aqua seas and white sands dotted with seashells that made the sun shine all the more brighter.
In the past two weeks, she had not been able to escape the sweltering heat like the other vacationers. Instead, she had been working on the beach cafe as a waitress. Zero Two had warned her beforehand about the 'dress code' of the staff—bikinis. To draw in more customers and keep up with the competition.
Kokoro sighed as she weaved between bamboo tables, most of them filled with chatting people, pausing as she rearranged her green sarong wrap. Zero Two had allowed her this at least, but had insisted she follow the dress code. Today, Kokoro picked the white bikini with red hibiscus print.
Her boyfriend would be livid if he saw her like this. Kokoro winced as she began to clear a table for the next customer. The bikini had been his gift, meant for his eyes only. She hadn't even had a chance to wear it for him, and here she was, put on display to be leered at by other men.
Though her friends had been adamant that her bust size was an asset, she blamed the unwanted attention on her breasts, feeling a bit self-conscious as her tits swayed and gently jiggled with each step she made. What choice does she have? She had a job to do.
Kokoro blew a wisp of blonde hair from her face, choosing to feign obliviousness from the ogling eyes of more than a few customers. Young prepubescent boys who openly stared as if they haven't seen a girl before, teenagers who looked ready to ask her out only to lose their courage. Older, more experienced men who shamelessly ogled her ass and chest.
Half the time she was grossed out by the perverse attention. The other half, she was simply embarrassed, even flustered when some of the more attractive men let their eyes linger, and left her a nice tip.
Her boyfriend will not approve. In fact, they had a little argument over her summer job before she took the five-hour road trip from the city to work for her friend Zero Two on her newly opened cafe on the beach.
Kokoro sighed, her lips drooping forlornly as she thought of her boyfriend, wondering if he's still mad at her. He wanted to go on a camping trip with her, but she needed the extra cash. Unlike her boyfriend, she had to work part-time for her college education. Now in her final year of high school, Kokoro wanted to save as much cash as she could.
That was the root cause of their argument—money. He wanted to give it to her so she wouldn't have to work and just be with him, but Kokoro didn't want to impose. Not when Zero Two provided her an opportunity to earn it.
Was she being foolish? Her heart ached at the memory of his dark expression. He had been looking forward to that trip with her. Had it planned for months, had wanted to spend every minute of it with her. And she had disappointed him. Badly.
Reminding herself that she's here to work not to mope like a lovesick puppy, Kokoro continued clearing up the sundae glasses and soda bottles but her mind was still fixated on her boyfriend. She will do something for him when she returned back home, anything to make it up to him.
She had just placed the dirty dishes on the counter when from the corner of her eye, she saw one of the customers flag her down.
A tanned young man, probably from the university crowd, sat alone. He wore his shirt open, showing a fit , muscular physique and black board shorts. His face was partially hidden by a baseball cap so she couldn't tell if he was a regular. Kokoro plastered a pleasant smile onto her face and approached him, notepad and pencil on hand.
"Can I get you anything, sir?" She asked in a cheerful voice.
The man raised his head then met her gaze through the rim of his baseball cap and Kokoro felt all the air rush out of her body. He had the most stunning green eyes that had always sent her pulse racing.
"Well, maybe." The young man flashed her a grin. "I've been watching you for a while now and I like your service. I'd be willing to tip quite a bit if you could...um, let's say, give me some private service?"
Kokoro blushed and was taken aback by the sheer audacity to propose such an arrangement. Sure, she's quite used by now to turning down guys who had attempted to ask her out, even handle the occasional creep who tried to cop a feel. But none had ever openly asked her to perform sexual favors in exchange for money like she's a common whore.
Before she could speak a word, the young man fished his wallet out of his shirt pocket and took out a pile of notes.
Kokoro's eyes widened. This was more than just a massive tip, it's the amount of her two weeks paycheck! With this, she wouldn't have to spend another week working, she could go back home early, even possibly go on that camping trip with her boyfriend!
"You're serious about this?"
"You bet I am."
Though she'd been trying to ignore it, the weeks apart from her boyfriend had her body strummed up tight like a string. Each time she watched other couples make out in the sands under a moonlit night, that craving for her lover's touch only gathered and intensified. The burning need won't be denied much longer. And this guy right here was just her type. No one in her class would recognize him, and he was definitely too old to be someone from her high school. Perfect.
"Fine...give me a moment." Kokoro murmured quietly, glancing around to check if anyone had been listening to their conversation. "Wait for me at the side door, I'll tell Miku I'm taking my break."
The guy grinned at her, flashing his white teeth. "Don't take too long."
-o-
She led him away from the open cafe, thinking the storage shed several feet away where stuff were kept might have to do, even if it has thin walls and only a flimsy curtain that served as a door.
"Over here, I know a place." The customer murmured, holding out his hand.
Kokoro almost reached for it when she remembered. "We have to be discreet. No one really knows I'm with you."
"Right. Right." He nodded his head, keeping the easy smile plastered on his face. "Follow me then."
He led her to what appeared to be a private villa. The cozy-looking beachfront property even had its own pool.
Kokoro paused as she took in the one-story house with a porch facing the sea. The well-maintained shrubbery amidst coconut trees provided relative privacy. "You're staying here?"
"I own this place...actually, it's a high school graduation gift." He replied. "Do you like it?"
No wonder he thought nothing of the hefty tip. This guy was loaded!
Was she really going to go through with this? What if they got caught? What was she thinking?
Suddenly unsure of herself, Kokoro simply stood there as he beckoned her closer with an outstretched hand.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Kokoro hopped her way up the few steps that led to the customer's porch. Her breasts jiggled and bounced with each step she took making her feel self-conscious as his eyes fastened on her tits.
"Have I mentioned how cute you look in that bikini?" He said in a husky voice.
"Thanks. My boyfriend gifted it to me."
"Is that so?" He arched his brow even as the corner of his mouth kicked into a smirk. "Wait here, I have something for you." He went inside the house and came back with drinks, a can of beer, and a Mason jar filled with what looked like sliced fruits and red juice.
"He let you wear that without him? Tsk. Tsk. That's rather foolish of him." He murmured, picking up from where they left off earlier.
Not knowing how to respond, Kokoro said nothing and merely shrugged her small shoulders, accepting the drink he offered. "Hmm. This tastes great. What is it?"
"Sangria. Ladies' drink." He replied with a smile before cracking his beer open.
Kokoro took another swig then her eyes went wide as a thought occurred to her. "Does it have alcohol? I'm only 18 years old!"
"Red wine and vodka. But you're a big girl now, aren't you?"
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Kokoro tried to feign anger but failed.
"No, not really." He chuckled. "Just to unwind and relax. I like my woman fully aware and with me in bed."
"Hmm." She studied him for a moment, then took another sip of her drink. "What does that taste like?" She pointed at the beer in his hand.
He didn't answer her, just raised the can to his mouth then without missing a beat, stooped down to press his mouth against her startled lips, feeding her a stream of the bitter beverage.
Kokoro gasped and coughed as the drink went down her protesting throat. "God! That tasted awful!" She complained, gulping down more of her sangria.
He merely chuckled. The devil!
"It gets better the more you drink."
"I didn't come here to share a drink." Kokoro murmured, the alcohol making her bolder. She ran a finger down his chest, giving in to the need to touch him, to trace the contours of his muscles.
"No. I certainly didn't bring you here to get drunk." He murmured, pulling her closer until her tits brushed against his body. "Would you like a private tour of my room?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
-o-
As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, he had shoved her against the nearest wall. No beating around the bush, right down to business. Just the way Kokoro liked it.
God, she loved the way he kissed, tongue impatiently shoving past her teeth, bold and unapologetic, simply demanding what he wanted. Her own tongue eagerly welcomed him, swirling, rubbing, her lips sucking him deeper.
She made a startled sound in his mouth when he cupped her through the thin fabric of her bikini bottom, his other hand urged her to wrap one of her long legs around his waist to pull him closer, giving him access to rub the hard bulge against her crotch.
The two of them groaned as he shoved his hips into hers, gripping the tight flesh of her rump and he began rolling into her, humping against her like he was already inside her.
Their kiss turned even more frenzied. Open-mouthed, tongues entangling, muffling groans and grunts as they devoured each other in their mutual lust.
His hips kept heaving into her, sparking delicious and maddening friction between the layers of clothing that kept his throbbing cock from rubbing against her aching flesh.
She wanted to feel his hands, his touch. The tiny bits of clothing separating their skin was getting too much to bear. Unable to take anymore, Kokoro grabbed his hand and shoved it under her bikini top, the two of them groaning as her nipple grazed against his palm, pebbly hard and aching with need.
Her boyfriend has always been sweet and careful with her, ever the gentleman in bed. But fuck that, she didn't want a gentleman right now. She just wanted to get absolutely plowed.
She gasped in surprise when he yanked her bra to the side, eager fingers clamping around the soft globe of her breast.
"Eager little thing, aren't you?"
Kokoro moaned in protest when his mouth left her, his tongue slipping out of her lips despite her efforts to suck him back. A rough, hard thrust that scraped his clothed dick right there, right where she ached the most had her whimpering in frustration. He's driving her crazy!
She opened her eyes, intent on giving voice to her need, but the look on his face scattered her thoughts. He looked at her like she was some exotic, ripe fruit, his hips still rocking against her, grinding against her crotch, the hard, thick ridge of his erection giving her a taste of what was to come.
"You want my cock, baby?" He said with a smirk, his breath heavy and hot against her face. "Want to feel it sliding inside you? Stretching that little pussy until you burst?"
"Enough talk! Just fuck my brains out!" Kokoro groaned in frustration.
"As my lady commands." He chuckled. But before she could voice another complaint, he closed the gap between their lips, instantly pacifying her. Kokoro eagerly parted her lips to let him in, suckling, stroking his tongue, responding to his stabbing rhythm with lashes of her own. The taste of beer still laced his saliva, but strangely enough she no longer mind.
Vaguely she heard the jingling sound of buttons coming undone, then the metallic thud as a buckle hit the floor. She felt him step out of his shorts as it pooled at their ankles. And then he was pulling her closer, angling her hips so he could grind harder into her crotch, making her moan louder.
Their lustful gazes met in one hot moment of mutual understanding as he pulled back. Then he roughly untied the strings of her bra, her heavy tits bouncing as they came free. He didn't even bother to conceal the greedy hunger in his eyes, just started groping her before her bra could even land on the floor.
He painted her tits with his tongue, noisily suckling her nipple driving her crazy with his roughness. Her boyfriend had always been careful with her as if she's like some frail, breakable glass. He'd never been this rough, this primal with her. The difference was exciting her beyond imagination. Kokoro could only cry out her pleasure, loving the way he was manhandling her boobs, his teeth leaving marks, hickeys, uncaring how it would bruise her skin.
Kokoro moaned as his hand slipped under her thong, his thick fingers rubbing, running over her slick, hot folds.
"Oh please." She begged huskily as she arched her hips, eager for his touch, his penetration.
He didn't disappoint her, his wicked fingers felt so good as they plunged inside, thumb rubbing circles against her clit. God, he knew how to please her, knew exactly what her body needed.
She didn't need him to tell her how wet she was, Kokoro could feel her own arousal streaking down her thighs as he kept shoving his fingers into her willing pussy. Soon she was twisting against his hand as orgasm hit her, cumming harder than she thought she would from a session of rough fingerfucking. She panted, nuzzling her nose onto his neck, breathing in his musky scent, unable to resist biting his skin.
The rough groan from his throat made her insides clench with need, a stark reminder of the aching emptiness that hungered to be filled. She slipped his hand beneath his boxers, gasping as she felt the heat of his engorged dick throbbing against her palm.
His size should have sent her running, he was way too huge, no chance she could accept him that easy. Instead, she breathed her excitement as she stroked his monster of a cock, the thick girth only made her thighs tremble in anticipation. She looked up at him with dark admiration, her eyes the same wickedly inviting ones she'd given him back at the cafe, but they didn't sparkle their usual cerulean blue. Now they were dark with need, carnal and horny.
She pulled the strings that held her bikini together, allowing the tiny, damp fabric flutter down her long legs and onto the floor.
She was naked now, completely nude except for the blue scrunchy that held her blonde hair into two pigtails and ready for him to ravage her.
His eyes hungrily drank her in, and she happily allowed him to take his fill. She was confident of her body even in the bright, afternoon light. Smooth, silky skin, tanned where the sun has kissed and creamy pale where her bikini had shielded.
"Witch." He groaned in a hoarse voice as she gave him a little show, gyrating her hips sensuously as she slowly touched herself, rubbing her hands from her neck, down to the slopes of her perfect tits, then all the way down to her wet, eager pussy as she danced her way to the bed behind her slowly, seductively.
Kokoro smiled as she saw the effect it had on him, the stark hunger in his face, that sheer lust that had him clenching his teeth gave her a heady sense of power. He looked at her not as a lover would, not even as a man with a woman. But she didn't want to be placed on a pedestal and worshipped. Right now she wanted what he wanted—a toy for him to fuck and pump his lust into.
God, it had been too long. She wanted his cock right now. With that throbbing need taking over, Kokoro finished her little show and crawled onto the huge bed.
"No more games." Kokoro said in a husky voice, her eyes all serious now, glittering with need. "Fuck me now."
Her partner smiled wordlessly at her, casually shoving his boxers down his legs to join the pile of discarded bits of clothing, smirking wider when her eyes grew huge at the sight of his engorged cock, long, jutting from his muscled abdomen, the thick crown wet and dripping with precum.
"Oh god." Kokoro gasped, unable to look away from his cock, hands clenching on the sheets just thinking how it would stretch her out. His dick stood proudly, dusky red and throbbing, twitching in response as she parted her legs, her right hand slid down her stomach, two fingers landing on her slippery pussy and spreading herself open for him, showing him the tiny slit at her center, silently asking for his cock.
The springs of the mattress beneath her squeaked as he joined her on the bed. Kokoro tried to keep herself composed, to wait as his knee made a large indent on the sheets. She breathed heavily, biting her lip to keep herself from simply grabbing him as she admired the manly physique of his fit body. In the few seconds it took for him to reach her, crawling towards her with predatory intent, her pussy quivered with excitement.
"Going to have my cock where it's meant to be." He murmured as he yanked her wrists over her head, pressing them against the padded headboard. "This pussy is mine for the taking."
"Yes, yes please." She cried, her nails scratching restlessly against the upholstery. "Fuck me so hard it hurts."
"There's no other way to give it to someone like you. Lie back, you little slut."
The dirty word made her gasp but not in outrage. Right this moment, right this instant, she's not the prim and proper girl who had demurely lain beneath her boyfriend, but a creature reborn from sheer lust and pulsing need. Kokoro moaned as she felt his muscles tensing against her belly and chest.
"Please...I can't wait..."
He released her wrists and reared back, forcing her legs farther apart. She could only look at his cock as it stood rigidly engorged between them. Unable to hold back the whimper of anticipation, eager to have him inside.
He shoved a finger in her pussy, then without warning, slapped her between the legs.
"Oh god!" She writhed on the bed, half stunned, half exhilarated at the unexpected shock of pleasure.
"Holy shit." He said with awe. "You liked that didn't you?" He spanked her pussy again, smiling as her eyes grew even more hazy with lust as she stared up at him.
He pressed two fingers into her quivering flesh, then three, then withdrew and positioned his cock at her entrance.
Her flailing legs were captured with ease, ankles hiked over his shoulders then he shoved his massive shaft into her waiting cunt.
"Goddamn...boyfriend has been neglecting you, huh?" He hissed as he paused, chest heaving as he struggled for control. She was almost virginal tight.
Her pussy tightened even more at his words, making him curse.
"He has, but part of it was my fault." She admitted with a soft moan. "I miss him so much." Kokoro was taken completely by surprise at the tight, burning pain that followed his first thrust into her. She'd ached with wanting him, so desperate to be fucked it didn't occur to her that the weeks without her boyfriend had her body closing up again.
"Don't worry. I'm here...we'll have so much fun..." and then he surged into her, filling her with his oversized cock. The stretching sensation was delicious, raw and carnal.
She shuddered in pure bliss as he pushed inside, this time without pause or hesitation, his cock a thick, blunt force shoving through her slick tightness. She clutched his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he drove deeper...deeper...deeper, the long, intense penetration making her cry out. How much farther would he go?
Once he was seated to the balls, he started pounding into her, bringing both pleasure and a twinge of fear. Would he really hurt her?
"You asked for this, Blondie." He collected her wrists, cinching them in one of his hands holding her captive beneath him. Her entire frame rocked and rocked from the power of his hips, forced to accommodate the hard thrusts of his massive cock.
He didn't give her time to fully adjust, the pace of his thrusts grew ever faster even as he groaned how impossibly tight she was, how her pink fleshy walls clutched him, gripped him with no intent of ever letting him go.
"Shit, your pussy is barely big enough to take a cock!" He muttered, his face twisting in effort as his thrusts kept trying to loosen her up. "But don't worry, I'll have this little pussy stretched out before the night is through. Horny little cunts like this need a good pounding every hour, 24/7 or they'll just keep closing up. And I have just what you need." Primal grunts gradually replaced his words, and soon he was roughly fucking her, the engorged head scraping sparks of pleasure with every thrust.
A thin sheen of perspiration made her smooth skin glow, shuddering with every thrust as he pounded her without restraint. She looked up at him with lust dazed eyes, letting him plunder her young body. She braced her feet on the mattress so his pounding wouldn't force her against the headboard, but there was no escaping his onslaught.
The more she squirmed and resisted, the harder he held her rump and fucked her, lifting her hips from the bed. She made sounds she never made before, husky pleas, strangled curses.
With every drive of his hips, her breasts bounced, jiggling in their own rhythm, luscious and firm. "Oh god." Kokoro gasped as his cock hit her deepest parts, reaching places she'd never allowed anyone else. Her breathless moans were silenced as he captured her lips in a ravenous kiss again, clutching her little rump without slowing his rough fucking. Her pussy tightened around his throbbing cock as the pleasure became too much and when the engorged head suddenly hit a sensitive spot, she came undone.
"Mmmph..." Kokoro moaned loudly, the sound barely muffled by his kiss as the force of her orgasm raced through her body, her snatch clutching at him tighter, as if trying to slow him down. But her instinctive attempts were futile, had no effect on her partner, and he kept pounding her into the bed, harder, faster with ravenous abandon.
"Goddamn Blondie. You feel so fucking good!" There wasn't any rhythm in the way he drilled into her, no restraint, no nothing. Only lust, only a man trying to get off in her pussy, and she could only rock back, wanting to enjoy this for as long as she can. Her body shuddered as she came again, her hot slick juices spilling from her folds, leaving her gasping, too breathless to even scream as he kept on fucking her.
At the back of her mind she knew she shouldn't let him cum inside, that she should ask him to ejaculate on her stomach or maybe her breasts or mouth. Kokoro had forgotten her pills back home, but didn't think to replace them when her boyfriend was nowhere around. And today wasn't a safe day for her. But even though she wanted to feel what it was like to take that risk, to indulge in that dangerous pleasure, her conscience wouldn't let her keep quiet.
"Sir...I...I'm not on the pill."
He slowed his thrusts ever so slightly and looked at her with a small smirk. "You think that will stop me? There's no way I'm pulling out of this sweet little cunt. It's just begging to be bred."
Clearly he had made his choice, panting and groaning as he roughly pounded her quivering pussy, each thrust bottoming him out in her slick tightness, the rough hair of his pubes tickling her clit as their pelvises smacked together, the obscene sound echoing throughout the room.
"You feel that?" He groaned, fucking her so deep he rubbed against her cervix, making her moan. "That's it baby. I want to feel you squeezing the cum out of my cock." He reached between their bodies, rubbing her swollen clit and plucked, rubbing her furiously.
There was no other choice but to surrender, even if she wanted to refuse him. Soon her entire world imploded once more in brilliant shards of bliss.
Vaguely, Kokoro heard him groan, his breath hot and heavy against her skin and gasped as she felt the monster of a cock inside her begin to pulse, swelling even more than it ever was while it was drilling into her. Seconds later, she let out a breathless little cry, eyes rolling in sweet orgasmic delirium as thick hot jets spurted into her womb, coating her inner core.
The indescribable feeling of being filled, creampied to the brim distracted her from the nails her partner has mindlessly dug into her thigh, both of them oblivious to anything but their mutual pleasure. They smiled at each other even as they panted for breath. Kissing her softly as he continued to roll his hips, nice and easy now, fucking her more gently.
Kokoro could only gasp, her eyes wide with amazement as without the girth of his cock that plugged her cunt, his cum started to spurt forcefully out from her pussy as soon as he pulled out.
"There's so much!" She breathed, her hand lightly touching her freshly fucked pussy then pulled back to examine the thick, white strands of his spunk coating her fingers.
Her partner grunted, jerking his cock with his fist, pulling the last drops that landed in her pink, puffy folds. He breathed heavily, sweat highlighting the muscles he had strained to fuck Kokoro like a ravaging beast.
She lay back against the pillows, licking his cum from her fingers and grinned at him. She didn't know it was even possible to cum that much.
"Been a while for you too, huh?" She teased.
"You could say that." He replied with a grin. "That barely took the edge off."
Before she could respond, she was dragged across the damp sheets without warning, for a moment she could only see the ceiling before her partner's face hovered above her.
"What are you—?" She was about to ask when the sound of the cum lining her walls squelched obscenely as he entered her. He was still hard as a rock, and Kokoro could only cry out as he forced her open with his thick girth. He grinned at her, and with those strong, sweaty arms he grabbed her waist and yanked her onto his crotch.
"Ready for the next round, Blondie?"
Kokoro looked at him with wild eyes, was about to retort but could only scream as her partner started pounding into her again as if he hadn't just blown a load in her pussy.
She, on the other hand, came with just a few strokes in. The sensation of being used like a fuck doll, being forced to accommodate a cock as large and as insatiable as his drove her wild, liberating her in a way nothing else could. Her orgasms came in a chain of release after release.
She arched her body tautly over the bed, bracing herself on her elbows against the sheets. Kokoro offered herself as she pushed out her chest towards the ceiling, breasts bouncing wildly as she participated in the destruction of her cunt, rocking her hips violently against his, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Kokoro could feel the man's eyes burning into her body as he fucked her raw and she knew. She just knew that she was incredibly beautiful, infinitely desirable to him. And that made her happy, her pussy clenching tighter so he would never want to leave the hot embrace of her little snatch.
Beads of perspiration dripped down her smooth, supple curves, mingling with the sweat running down his taut muscles. Semen spilled and splattered, a messy, frothy concoction that stained their joined flesh. His furious pounding has forced his first load out of her, but it was only a matter of time until it was replaced, preceded again by their mutual animalistic cries and grunts.
"Fuck! You feel so good!" He growled as he shoved his cock into the deepest part of her and shuddered as ropes of cum spurted into her again and again in a fresh, thick load. Kokoro moaned, the sensation of him pumping his semen, depositing the hot cream of his balls into her thirsty womb triggered another orgasm.
Surely, she was filled to overflowing at this point, even as her womb contracted, greedily trying to suck in all his spunk, her partner's load squirted out between them, trails of hot cum spilling into her mons, matting the thin patch of blonde hair between her legs. But the frenzied movements of his hips as he kept drilling her drove the semen all over her abdomen, filling up her belly button, globs after globs frothing out of her, joining the growing puddle of white goo beneath their humping, twisting bodies.
The ejaculation went on and on until her partner finally let out one last grunt, shooting one last spurt of cum before he panted over her, his weight supported by his elbows.
Releasing her legs from his waist, he watched as her thighs splayed wider at the sides, his face turning smug as more of his semen bubbled out between them and onto the bedsheets.
"Goddamn. Feels like a virgin, fucks like a slut." He muttered as he hovered above her heaving breasts, watched as his sweat drizzled onto her pink puckered nipples, pooling between her tits, mingling with her own perspiration.
With a lecherous grin he turned her onto her stomach, watched her fingers clench against the sheets as he mounted her like she was a bitch in heat.
Kokoro went limp as soon as he plunged back into her body and resumed fucking her. She shuddered, her core quickening, releasing, quickening and then he rammed his cock, lodging deep beyond her cervix and she climaxed again.
That inescapable thickness was what she had been craving, every second since he came into the cafe, and she screamed his name like the slut she was as his hands yanked, yanked, yanked her back to meet his thrusts. How could she not scream when her body was in the throes of unimaginable bliss? She trembled as sweet, hot ecstasy pulsed in her in relentless waves.
He groaned in exultation at the sight of her body like this, ass up in the air, his spunk gushing out of her folds with every thrust, splattering between them, skin rubbing against skin, all slippery wet and hot.
"You're not just unfucked, aren't you Blondie? Nature designed you small...and I'm the only one who'll ever know how small." He kicked her knees wider apart and dropped all his weight on top of her, thrusting and grunting and made a sticky, frothy mess of her pussy. "We're going to have lots of fun from now on, just you and I."
Her snatch still felt impossibly tight, but he loved every fucking second as much as she did. Pinning her down in place, he began to pound her with all the strength he had, using her pussy to jack off, angling her body the way he wanted, hitting just the right spot. She was tighter than his fist, and felt better than anything he'd ever dreamed of.
There wasn't any need to hold back any longer. It was clear that all she wanted was cock, and all he wanted was to fuck her with it. So that's what he did.
He plowed her harder than he ever had, their flesh grinding in sweaty, cum-soaked smacks. Kokoro screamed and cried out only for more of his cock, more of his spunk and he just kept railing her, surging into that young, supple body of hers so hard, the bed threatened to give in from their violent activity.
"Fuck!" Shoving his face against her nape, he surged roughly into her, pulling her hips against his crotch with his hands and felt the tip of his cock nudge her cervix again. He closed his eyes and emptied another creamy load into her.
He would cum yet again and keep pounding her, their combined spunk frothing between their joined flesh that streaked down her thighs, puddling into the sheets, covering them in hot glorious mess.
But he kept going, kept splitting her apart, sawing, sawing savagely into her pink cunt, making her body writhe and tighten and convulse with orgasm after orgasm, fucking her with relentless stamina.
He didn't change his position, didn't change his pace except to go faster. He had lost count of how many times his balls had deposited his creamy essence into her, shooting it deep in her pussy and then watch it squirt back out, coating their joined flesh with slippery white cum.
Like two beasts in heat, they kept fucking, pushed over the edge as lust fed on itself in an unending cycle. When the intensity got too much, Kokoro tried to crawl away, but he only followed her. His hips jackhammering at her ass, his arms cinched around her waist, while he battered her cunt with brutal, savage thrusts.
"Too deep! Too deep!"
"Shut up and take it!" He growled when her limbs began to thrash on the bed, seeking escape. The force of his thrusts shoved them forward, closer and closer to the headboard of the bed. Her breathless cries almost drowned out by the wet smacks of flesh as his balls slapped against her.
He couldn't get enough, couldn't get tired of Kokoro's body, the way it felt around him, the way it looked. By the time he had pushed them to the pillows of the bed, rocking the springs for all they're worth, Kokoro was a convulsing, writhing mess, utterly soaked in the perspiration of her efforts to match his pace, covered in his cum and teeth marks, red handprints that bruised her skin.
He roared through the most incredible release of his twenty-two years, thick milky fluid squelching between her thighs as he filled her to the brim, pinned her beneath him and continued to fuck, fuck, fuck.
-o-
"Where's Kokoro?"
Miku glanced up and sighed as she met the stormy gaze of the dark-haired boy. "Not sure, she took a break earlier and hasn't been back since."
The boy raked his fingers through his dark hair in frustration, muttered something beneath his breath and turned to march out of the cafe without another word.
"Poor guy." Ichigo murmured as she stood beside Miku. "He really should just let her go."
"You're telling me!" Miku exclaimed as she wiped a line of dessert cups with a cloth. "His obsession with Kokoro is downright creepy! Did you know he ordered her not to work here? As if he had every right!"
"You think he'd get in the way with her work?" Ichigo asked as she helped her friend arrange the glasses back on the shelf.
"Hope not." Miku shrugged. "Kokoro told me she can handle him. But that self-entitled dude is a ticking time bomb. Too possessive, too demanding. She really ought to get rid of him."
"I know what you mean." Ichigo replied. "But we have to believe Kokoro knows what she's doing."
"You seriously think that?" Miku looked at her in disbelief. "Mitsuru is Kokoro's first boyfriend, her only sexual experience...what does she really know about men?"
"Well, it's not like we can just butt in, you know?"
Miku's shoulders fell in defeat. "You're right. I just wish there's something we can do."
"Let's talk to her when she gets back."
-o-
Kokoro was such a mess, a beautiful hot mess. Skin flushed with sexual heat, her eyes more dark than blue while wisps of blonde hair were plastered to her face with sweat.
"Kiss me." She requested softly, her lips beckoning his, but he held back, waiting for her to catch her breath. Watching her like this, the sexual gratification that made her eyes hazy with contentment, he soon felt himself swell inside her.
"Want to go again, Blondie?" He wanted to ruin her, permanently wreck her pussy so she'd only be satisfied with his cock. He'd never felt something this primal in all his years.
"Yes, oh yes please!" Kokoro moaned in a desperate voice.
It was exactly what he wanted to hear, and with his cock still snugly seated at her deepest core, he leaned lower, finally kissing her swollen mouth, encircling his arms around her waist.
With one smooth heave, he lifted her, pulling her towards him as he sat up on the bed. He smirked as he watched her pussy clutching his cock as if never to let go, helping her legs lock into place around his hips.
They groaned and grunted as their lips reconnected, tongues tangling, passionately swapping spittle with renewed hunger.
Kokoro panted as she sat astride him, impaled on his thick cock as her hips moved in sultry little circles, coaxing her partner's hardness with the slick, hot embrace of her inner walls.
She felt him swell even more, felt him grow harder, readier by the second. Soon, her hips were rolling in a sensuous rhythm, grinding her clit against the base of his cock, even as her snatch caressed every inch of him.
They fucked at a more leisurely pace, light and easy, their bodies rocking together in a gentle, smooth rhythm. He kept kissing her skin, making Kokoro moan as he nibbled her, leaving bite marks on her flawless flesh. Wanting his mouth on her breasts, she cupped one luscious globe, lifting it up, offering herself up to his mouth. She sighed as he obliged her, sucking her nipple into the heat of his mouth.
Greedily he started biting, sucking the pink tip deeper as his hands roamed over her body, squeezing her, marking her. He flicked the tip of his tongue against the pink tip, grazing her with his teeth that had her rocking her hips onto his cock a little faster.
Soon, their lips reunited, joining in one wet, slick union as lust was fully rekindled. Before long, Kokoro was bouncing on his lap, fucking herself on his thick cock, tits jiggling between them. "Sweet Christ, baby, you're riding that dick so goddamn good."
Her orgasm exploded without warning, taking her by complete surprise despite she was the one fucking him at her own pace, sliding the engorged cock in and out of her cunt.
"That was so intense." She breathed huskily, cumming hard around his cock, squirting more spunk all over his abdomen. She rocked her hips slower now, twitching as aftershocks of pleasure shuddered through her. Kokoro melted under the bliss, drowning beneath the waves of climax, and she leaned into his muscled body for support.
But he gave her no respite, the sight of her pussy clenching around his dick galvanized his own hands, his cock still far from being satiated. "Grind down on it, little girl. Suck my cock dry."
Those breathy little cries became louder as he grabbed her ass, effortlessly lifting her up and forcing her down on his oversized shaft, rocking her hips, using her little cunt at his brutal pace. A few moments later she was writhing against him once more, clutching his pistoning erection with her snatch.
"Too much! It's too much!" Kokoro cried out, her flesh still hypersensitive after her multiple orgasms. But he ignored her plea, seizing her lips with his, shoving his tongue roughly into the wet pink cavern of her mouth, stifling her shameless moans. Faster and faster he rocked her hips, grinding her clit against his pubic bone.
Climax hit her again, and again. And he followed, depositing another creamy load in the highest seat of her womb, even if all his cum would just spill back out, bubbling white, thick froths between them.
Pleasure had robbed her voice, Kokoro couldn't say anything as he turned her body around, swiveling her as if she weighed nothing. She gasped as she saw the full-length mirror in the corner for the first time. Is that me? She thought in surprise. Kokoro could barely recognize the lewd girl who looked back at her. Flushed cheeks and sweaty all over, but it was those eyes that startled her the most. Carnal, horny, worldly. No longer the eyes of the innocent girl she once had been.
He grabbed the backs of her knees and raised them until she was suspended in the air, stretching her out nice and wide as he continued fucking her. The two of them watched their reflection on the mirror before them. Watched as the thick wedge of flesh snaked into her hungry cunt, drilling her even as the lips of her pussy gripped him like a jealous vise.
In her new position, Kokoro couldn't do much but enjoy the ride. Her toes couldn't reach the bed for leverage, so she reached behind her to latch onto the back of his head. She pulled urgently, fucking him back as her body bounced up and down, up and down.
Cumming and cumming hard.
"Fuck, oh f-fuck!" Kokoro screamed with reckless abandon, watched herself squirt streams of viscous fluid, staining the bed sheets all the way to the carpeted floor.
This has never happened to her before, and she didn't know whether to be embarrassed and shamed but his throaty praise settled it for her. "That's my girl."
Beads of sweat rolled down in rivulets, mingling with his as he fucked her senseless. It took another look at her carnal connection with this man, at watching her greedy little cunt swallowing, gripping her partner's engorged dick, squelching frothy, thick spunk with every rough, brutal thrust before Kokoro realized it: She's addicted to his cock.
The springs of the mattress squeaked out in protest, almost drowning her own cries as he spread her legs wider, hooking her thighs at the junction of his elbows, pulling her to his chest as he thrust into her, pumping into her while grunting at the back of her sweaty neck, his tongue tracing patterns on her salty skin.
His strength and stamina amazed her, surprising her yet again as he began to use her like he wanted to wreck her cunt, he bounced her on his massive cock in a punishing rhythm, scraping gooey globs of cum from her pussy that coated them both. For long moments, there was nothing but a blur of his dick grinding and pumping into her, the furious slap of his balls against her ass echoing loudly in the room.
He was going to cum again, about to blow another load. She could feel his cock throbbing, swelling even more, fucking her harder, entering her with wet smacks of flesh. And she tried to hasten the culmination, even though she was stretched too tautly around his cock to tighten any more. Kokoro couldn't wait until she felt those forceful spurts of hot cream inside her again. The anticipation was driving her crazy.
She never knew, never expected how fucking good it would be to have her insides battered, railed and filled with infinite amounts of spunk that overflowed her womb. He had pumped in her so many loads that Kokoro could almost feel her innermost core swelling, while the fat cock of her partner kept churning the mixed cum, as if taking delight in the debauchery as much as she did.
Somehow she still wanted more. He's made me insatiable. Kokoro just knew that she's going to remain unsatisfied until she felt his pleasure pouring into her. She's aching for that heat, that primal stamp of his possession. She wanted it to fill her up and then drip down her thighs. She needed it now.
"Harder." She moaned, fingers clenching against his damp skin. "Please fuck me harder."
"Yeah, you're hot for my cum aren't you?" He growled behind her neck, his hips began to smack louder into her ass, his thick, delicious rod of flesh plowing into her like a battering ram. So deep it hurts, but she loved the hurt.
"Beg for my cum, little girl. Beg. "
The coil of need in the pit of her stomach tightened even more and she opened her mouth to whine like a shameless slut for him to fill her up with spunk, when Kokoro raised her head and found someone coming to a stop in the hallway outside the open bedroom door. Shock writing itself in every line of his face.
"Mitsuru!" She gasped.
His sudden stiffening told her he saw the other man as well, but he doesn't stop thrusting. She didn't think he can stop at this point. He was so thick inside her, ready to explode and his frustrated grunts bounced off the walls, the humid air in the room now pungent with the heavy scent of sweat, of semen, of sex.
Which meant Hitoshi could smell it too, could see the large hands holding her thighs in a punishing grip, bouncing her up and down, up and down, impaled on her partner's thick erection. The wet smacking sounds of flesh punctuated by her moans, moans she couldn't stop even though she should be ashamed, should be horrified to have an audience watching her being fucked with such force. But her need to satisfy her man far outweighed any sense of decorum, her shame will have to wait.
She could feel Hitoshi's eyes on them, his face angry red and scandalized, watching every veiny inch of her lover's cock sliding into her pink opening and it triggered another orgasm.
Kokoro came with so much intensity, couldn't hold back a scream as she felt the flood of moisture travel down his throbbing flesh, dripping into his lap and muscled stomach, into his pubic hair. She trembled with violence she didn't know her body was capable of. Before she could process what was happening, he pinned her down on her back and slammed his cock into her, again, and again, and again.
"You want to stand there and watch me blow inside my girl?" Mitsuru growled at her stalker. "Be my guest." I'll kill you.
God help her, him telling Hitoshi to fuck off made her clit tingle all over again and she whimpered, lifting her ass up to receive his thrusts. Everything receded into nothing, she's oblivious to all but the wet, hot friction, his growing size. The fingers digging into her flesh.
"Now beg for my fucking load, like I told you." He rasped in her ear, licking it long and hard.
She trembled uncontrollably, uncaring that they have an audience to hear her beg. "Please...please come inside me." Her voice husky, breathless with need. "Please fill me up with your cum. I want it so bad."
"Oh fuck!" He grunted, his movements losing its coordination. "Oh fuck, going to come so hard in your tight little hole. It's sucking me so deep!"
"Give it to me. Oh please. Oh please. Oh please!" Kokoro arched her head back, sobbing up at the ceiling in anticipation. The smack of his balls against her ass echoing louder.
"My little fuck toy." He bellowed at Hitoshi who appeared frozen on his spot. "Not yours. Not anyone's. Mine! "
His words made her scream, cumming again, squirting trickles of quim that almost landed near Hitoshi's foot.
Mitsuru laughed in exultation, then he thrust into her, drilling his cock as hard as he could go, as fast as his hips could thrust, and finally releasing the tension in his balls and creaming her for the umpteenth time, pumping, pumping, pumping, flooding his hot release inside her, sending his hot spunk sputtering in every direction, all over her crotch, all over his pubes, his muscles shuddering with the onslaught of pleasure, but he kept thrusting, kept filling Kokoro up, trying to plug her cunt to keep his spunk from spilling out more than what was necessary.
Hitoshi stomped off muttering something beneath his breath, the sound of the front door slamming as he left the villa.
Chest heaving to catch his breath, he pulled out of her, his cock softened and satiated for now, Mitsuru collapsed at her side. Kokoro was in no better state, chest rising and falling as she stared at the ceiling, slowly recovering from the best sex she had yet.
She turned her head to look at her boyfriend, feeling sore all over, still trembling and jittery from the non-stop orgasms. Still unable to believe just how much he had held back in all those times they've had sex before.
The phrase 'Death by sex' suddenly had new meaning to her and Kokoro giggled softly as her fingers stroked over her taut belly absentmindedly. She wondered how much of his cum swirled in her womb right now, luxuriating in the feeling of fullness.
Her eyes drifted lower to her pussy, wincing slightly as she saw the puffy lips, almost red from the abuse her boyfriend had driven into her, how he had forced her cunt to receive thick loads of cum. Even now as she lay there, legs still spread, she could feel his spunk seeping out of her, the puddle beneath her ass growing ever larger.
Mitsuru was still panting beside her, as disheveled as she looked but his smirk was back. The copious, sticky products of their mutual lust—his multiple loads mixed with her own juices clung to his thighs and stomach, and the ungodly obscene mess of his crotch.
They lay there wordlessly, waiting for their pulse to slow down, their breathing return to normal. When their sweat began to dry a bit, she broke the silence.
"What happened to the camping trip?"
He shrugged casually then raised her hand to his lips for a kiss. "Cancelled. No point going without you."
"Oh Mitsuru..." She snuggled closer, feeling contrite.
He pulled her closer, resting his hand on her hip. "Don't feel too bad." He squeezed her butt making her gasp. "I'm collecting my due on this ass."
A/N: Originally was going to end this with anal sex but decided against it. just thought it's overkill lol
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