Ally's POV:
All I could feel was this repetitive throb in my head, reminding me all the reasons of why this was wrong.
First, this was practically rape. He was forcing me to do things that I didn't want to do. Second, I didn't know what he had planned, just how long was he planning to keep me? But thirdly, why would he even want to keep me? He could have all the girls in the entire school, he didn't need an extra partner to celebrate his daily ritual with.
Those thoughts however, were promptly pushed out of my mind when the tip of his length entered me. I let out a breathy moan, unable to stop myself. He smirked a little, seeming to like my reaction and he did it again carefully. I full on moaned this time and this egged him on enough to thrust inside me completely.
My hands found their way to his back, my mind was spinning out of control. I was not supposed to be doing this. All I could feel was him roughly pulling in and out of me. All I could hear was him grunting and groaning. All I could see was a look of pure ecstasy and concentration on his face.
He leaned down to kiss down my face, leaving hot opened mouth ones near my jaw and neck. I was panting and breathing through my mouth. This gave him the perfect opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth.
I almost choked on instinct, but his tongue persistently rubbed against mine. He moaned again. I could feel his tongue darting around every corner, every nook of my mouth as it pinned down my tongue. He licked my defeated tongue again a few times before going back to kissing my neck and collar bone.
Just when I was about to accept my fate and go limp the rest of the night, his speed increased. His cock was just pounding into me. His lips previously moving about were now just sucking on my skin as if it were a lolly.
I breathed out a shaky breath. As much as I hated this, I couldn't stop that feeling in some part of the back of my brain that I liked having him this close to me. There was still something alluring about Austin Moon, no matter how sick or twisted, or what a bastard he could be.
I let out my loudest moan yet, that's when I felt him cum. I could literally feel the hot liquid explode inside me, making me impure, marking me his. He hovered over me for another minute or two, just panting and looking down at me with these questionable eyes.
"You didn't cum." He noticed disappointed. "Yeah." I said, not really understanding why it mattered. It was all just a game to him anyways.
But then he yanked the blanket off of my lower regions, I gasped. He bent his head down between my legs and began rubbing his face against my thighs. I squirmed, feeling my own unmistakable wetness. Then Austin did the unthinkable. He stuck his tongue out of his mouth and slowly moved it up my folds.
I was not in control of the noises coming out of my mouth. His experienced tongue was licking and flicking, sucking and nipping. He came closer and latched one of my folds into his mouth and nibbled on it until I was sweating and groaning like he was doing earlier.
Then his tongue found my hole though my folds. I could practically hear him smile before he poked his tongue into that hole. The wetness was definitely seeping out now. I could feel him slurp some up as he continued to fuck me with his tongue.
As a finishing touch, he lightly bit on the most sensitive part of my pussy and I lost it. With a light scream and lots of shaking I was gone. His tongue was lapping up every last drip. After my breathing calmed down, I dared look down at him, who was still rested between my legs.
"We're going for another round." Was all he said.
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School was its own hell. Austin was a part of the popular crowd and I had my best friend Trish. Ever since that night when I got myself wasted and had sex with him by mistake (and what a big mistake that was) we haven't talked since.
Sometimes I would see him looking at me when his friends don't notice, and other times I would sneak glances at him. I assumed it to be a mutual understanding.
He had wanted some fun that night and I was the only one there able to give it to him. So he used me for his pleasure again and again and again. Three rounds of sex, four if you count the drunk sex. My debt was repaid, and from what I could tell, he hadn't told anyone about it.
Not that he'd ever be caught dead doing it with someone like me.
"I'm going to go to science early, Mrs. Turner would kill me if I'm late one more time." Trish said as she walked away. "Okay." I said without looking up as I put books in my locker.
Suddenly I smelt the familiar scent of cologne. I was too afraid to turn around but I already knew who it was. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I'll see you today at my house afterschool." And then he was gone.
My knees begun shaking violently again.
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