Page 20 of Mister Prick

With her chest pressed against the carpet and her ass hiked high in the air, she fumbled against the denim of my jeans until she found my aching cock.

“Oh God,” she gasped. “It’s…it’s really big, isn’t it?”

“Huge,” I said.

“I think we’ll be okay.” She gave it a firm squeeze. “Let’s find out.”

I flipped the hem of her dress over her waist. The milky skin of her inner thighs came to a stop on either side of her pussy, leaving a gap between her legs two inches wide. I gazed blankly at the beautiful sight – with my finger still buried deep inside her – and let out a sigh.

“You’ve got a pretty little pussy, Jess.”

“Thank you.”

With Jess still bent over the back of the SUV and me standing behind her, I wrestled a condom onto my throbbing dick.

I gripped the shaft in my hand and guided the tip against her wet folds.

Her hands searched frantically for something to hold onto. After grasping the cargo cover tightly, she peered over her shoulder. “Do it.”

I pushed half the length inside of her.

The breath shot from her lungs. “Oh God.”

I glanced between her legs. “That’s half of it.”

“Half?”

“Half.”

“Give me the rest,” she said. “Slow.”

I did as she asked. As the tip bottomed out, she arched her back and let out a wail. “Holy crap that feels good.”

I’d told her I was going to get ahold of her hips and fuck her senseless. I hated to lie to her, but keeping my hands off her butt was going to be impossible. After gripping the cheeks of her ass in each of my hands, I spread it as wide as I could and began to fuck her for all I was worth.

The sound of my hips slapping against her ass echoed throughout the interior of the vehicle. The feeling of being inside a woman was overwhelming, much more so than I ever would have imagined.

For me, sex wasn’t something I was able to enjoy on a whim. There were simply too many risks involved. I had no idea what convinced me to take the risk with Jess, but at that moment, I was pleased I’d done so.

I leaned over and pressed my chest against her back as I continued to slide in and out of her tight hole methodically.

“Fuck this feels good,” I breathed.

“Uh huh,” she grunted. “I’m uhhm. I’m going to…”

Her pussy clenched my cock like a vise. The feeling was magical. I’d told myself I was going to fuck Jess and that was it. It would be the beginning and the end of our sexual relationship. Now that I was balls deep in glorious twat, had no idea how I could ever walk away from her.

It had been years since I’d been in a relationship – or had sex – but I had my reasons for refraining from both. Mentally committing to fuck her was a huge step for me. Giving any more of myself than that was a risk I hadn’t been willing to take since my placement in the program.

Yet. At that moment, I could think of nothing else.

She arched her back and yanked against the cargo cover as an orgasm took control of her. The two or three strokes I took while she was lost in sexual ecstasy were all that I could handle. With reluctance, but to keep my word, I retracted my hips, crouched behind her, and buried my face between her legs.

“Holy shit, Vince. I can’t…” she pleaded.

I pressed my thumbs against the inside of her ass cheeks, spreading her pussy open wide enough for me to tongue-fuck her into oblivion.

I flicked my tongue against her clit a few times, and then buried it deep inside of her. Lost in the thought of satisfying her to no end, I continued to tongue bang her until her legs went weak.