Page 8 of Runaway Whirlwind


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As good as it feels to have her grinding against my dick, I start to pull away, hoping she won’t remember this when she fully wakes up.

But she tightens her hold on my wrist while she tries harder to fuck my fingers and pleads with me, “Wyatt, god, please don’t stop!”

And I.

Fucking.

Snap.

It’s been so long since I’ve been inside a woman, and something primal takes control of me as soon as she moans my name. I go for broke and force my fingers deeper into her unbelievably tight cunt. I squeeze my hand around her tit and pinch her nipple, which has hardened into a bud between my fingers.

“Yes, Wyatt, so good!” she shrieks.

The sound of my name coming out between her pink lips again is a kind of ecstasy in and of itself. I bury my face in her thick blonde hair and inhale the strawberry scent of her shampoo. I’ve never smelled anything as sweet as this girl in my life.

My hips move on their own, pumping against her ass so aggressively that the head of my cock slips out of the top of my pajamas. Without thinking it through, I yank my hand out of her panties and shove my pants down, pull my cock out fully, and reposition myself to slide it between the V of her thighs over her shorts.

Hand back in her little panties, I gather her growing arousal on my fingertips and find her clit, rolling it around in circles. Dolly lifts and drapes her top leg over my knee, spreading herself so my fingers and cock have better access. The shorts she’s wearing are so short and loose that my cock slides through the open leg hole. Her panties are soaked, wetting my hard dick.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re so wet for me. I can’t believe how fucking wet you are.”

I pull her closer to me with the hand on her chest and gather both of her soft tits in one splayed hand. I can’t stop myself now when I use the hand inside her panties to yank them to the side so I can feel her hot, bare cunt on my dick as I nestle it between her pussy lips. I go back to rolling her clit with two fingers pressed flat against it, and she matches me thrust for thrust, moaning louder each time.

“That’s it, babygirl. Fuck my fingers. I want to feel you cum all over my hand.”

She gasps and arches her back, rolls her hips more forcefully, and the angle changes. Sweet Jesus, on my next thrust, the head of my cock pops right into her little pussy hole. My eyes roll back in my head at the feel of her tiny cunt gripping the fat tip. It barely fits, and without warning, my balls seize up.

“Fuck. Fuck! You feel too good, babygirl. Oh fuck!” I groan, cumming long and hard in her pussy. I shudder and sink in another inch with each spurt of cum, fucking it deeper into her. I don’t stop rolling her clit while I pump shallowly in and out of her sweet heat, pushing her closer to climaxing.

Dolly’s hips buck wildly, and she screams, “Wyatt! Oh god, I…I think I’m going to cum!”

“Fuck, yes! Give me all your cream. Soak my cock like a good girl,” I growl as I nuzzle her neck.

Her movements stutter as her pussy clamps down and convulses around my cock. She screams my name again with her release, her inner muscles spasming with each wave of her orgasm. I slow my fingers that are still rolling her clit to draw it out until she goes lax in my arms and drops her leg back to the mattress.

I still have my hand on her tits and can feel how hard she’s breathing by the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Finally removing my hand from her panties, I grip the dip of her waist to hold her while my cock head stays snug in her hot pussy. I’m not in a rush to pull out when this has been the single hottest sexual experience of my life.

Better than any shower fantasy.

I know any second now, she’s going to sit up in horror when she realizes what we just did, what I just did to her. So I hold her as long as I can, enjoying the feeling of simply resting beside her until my dick softens enough to pull out. I feel our combined juices slide out after, and suddenly, it’s me who backs up in horror.

I just fucked a teenage runaway raw and bareback.

It was just the tip, but I still fucking came inside of her, and I have no idea if she’s on birth control or if she’s even clean. She’s going to hate me for what I’ve done—I already hate myself for it—and I will deserve every bit of her scorn.

I sit up facing away from her, tuck my dick back in my pants, and scrub my hands down my face.

Bad idea.

I can smell her cum on my fingertips, and I inhale sharply before I force myself to drop my hands.

Turning to look at her over my shoulder, I say, “Dolly, I am so sorry. I swear I’ve never done anything like that before. I’ve never f-forced myself on a girl, and I’m so goddamn sorry I did that to you.” My voice cracks. “I fucked up.”

Chapter 7

Dolly

I’m lost in the most incredible dream, a delicious fire growing in my core. I jerk awake at the rumble of a diesel engine turning over outside at the same time as a moan of pleasure escapes my lips. I wasn’t dreaming up the sensations consuming my mind and body.

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