Page 53 of Not Mine To Love

He removed his shirt and cleaned me up.

“It’s my turn,” he said, pulling me up. He quickly undressed me from the waist down, pushing my panties down around my ankles then turned me around. He made me brace my hands against the wall, and I groaned as he parted my folds from behind. He stuck his finger in my sex, and greedily my sex tightened around his finger. He stuck another one in and then another, stretching my sex as he played in my wetness.

“God you taste good,” he groaned, licking his fingers that were covered by my wetness. I bent over lower and spread my legs even further. I needed him in me and was trying to give him as much access as possible.

In the darkness of the room, he slid his hand up my shirt and began to play with my nipples. I moaned against him and rubbed my behind against his crotch. He didn’t wait for an invitation as he buried his head between my legs. I gasped as he pushed his tongue inside of me. He wasn’t gentle. He was rough, taking what he wanted as I tried to hold back a scream.

I covered my mouth but still cried out as he traced his tongue up my folds, licking at my wetness. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him inside me.

“Please,” I gasped as he spread my legs even more and penetrated me with his tongue.

“What do you want?”

“You,” I gasped.

He pulled away and took me from behind, grabbing hold of my hips to pull me back to meet every one of his thrusts.

He pounded into me with wild abandon. Pushing into me, filling me with his hard, smooth, thickness. I needed more and spread my legs, hoping that would give him better access. I came then, unexpectedly. My whole body shook, and my inner muscles tensed around his sex. I felt one with him as my sex molded to his. But he wasn’t done yet. He placed his hand between us, caressing my clit as he moved his throbbing sex in and out of me.

I shook as I came again. “Julius!” I yelled, over and over as waves of pleasure radiated from my clit to the rest of me. I shouted his name until I was hoarse. Sweat trickled down my face, and I gasped for air. He slowed down and was teasing me with his thrusts, pushing inside of me just enough to make my hips jerk in anticipation.

He was torturing me with his dick, not giving me all that I wanted, enjoying the way I squirmed for more.

“Julius, please,” I begged as he slid just the head into me. My hips pushed back, greedy for more. I needed all of him.

And finally, he complied, sliding the length of his sex inside me. “Better?” he teased.

“God yes,” I sighed, only to scream a moment later as he started to play with my clit yet again.

It was his turn to groan as I came hard, my sex caressing his dick, spasm after spasm, squeezing and clenching around his sex. I felt him come then, shouting my name this time as he bucked against me, spilling his cum deep inside my warmth.

We stayed in that position for a few minutes trying to catch our breath when I heard from the distance Mrs. Nguyen call out to my father.

I instantly froze up, and I could feel Julius do the same. He pulled out of me, and we stumbled around for our clothes.

Julius looked for an escape, and I gestured to my bedroom window.

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“Go!” I yelled, tossing his keys to him that had fallen from his pants pocket.

“We’re adults!” he protested as I pushed him through the window.

“Tell that to my dad,” I whispered loudly as I raced away from my bedroom window and through the living room. I was so thankful that Mrs. Nguyen was a talker. I fixed the table and then jumped into the shower.

“Please don’t let him suspect anything. Please… please…” I said to myself as I scrubbed away the scent of Julius’ lovemaking from my body.

Yes, I was an adult, but I couldn’t bear the thought of my dad knowing what I was just up to.

A few minutes later, I was clean, dry, and dressed.

Dad was sitting at the table whistling. “Why are you so happy?” I said, rummaging through the pantry for something to eat. I grabbed a box of cereal and started eating directly out of the box. I was starving suddenly. I guess rambunctious, midday sex could do that to you.

He held up a letter. “This is the last hospital bill. Officially done,” he said, sending me a big smile.

I hugged him. “That’s great, Dad. You and Lori should go out somewhere to celebrate.”

He nodded. “That’s a good idea. You should come too. And Julius, if he wants.”