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She really was. As perfect as the smooth, porcelain ass she was waving back and forth at me, enticingly. Hannah glanced over her shoulder, smiling wickedly. She all but crooked a finger, begging me to slide back inside her molten pussy and continue fucking her into oblivion.
I knew if I did that, I was going to come. Between the feel of my hands on her hips, and her beautiful ass slamming backward as her body swallowed my cock to the balls? It would be all I could do not to lose it immediately.
Add to that the visual of her gorgeous blonde hair spilling in a glimmering cascade across her naked back. The wispy fabric of her shredded panties, hanging obscenely down between her shapely legs…
I grabbed those legs and flipped her right onto her back, as ruthlessly as I’d shoved her against the wall. She liked it rough. She was the kind of girl who could take it rough — I knew that from the foyer — and give it right back to you just as hard.
“Spread for me,” I grunted, pulling her legs apart. “Now.”
The words were needless — she was already pulling her knees eagerly open. Still, they made me hot. And the words made her hot too, I could see it by the heavy, glazed-over look in her eyes.
“I’m going to bury this in you,” I declared, kneeling between her legs. My cock was an iron spike, thumping up and down with every beat of my heart. “I’m going to put it so far up inside you, you’ll—”
“Yes please,” she interrupted, blinking sweetly.
Thinking back, I don’t think I’d ever been this hard.
I shoved myself home, closing my eyes to the pure, delirious pleasure of becoming one with her body again. Hannah squealed, in joy and contentment. She threw both arms over my shoulders, pulling me downward. Lifting her neck to close her mouth over mine, and kissing me so deeply I think I saw stars.
She’s never done this before. Adam’s words rang out loudly in the hollow of my mind. We’ll have to go slow. Take it easy with her.
Yeah, well someone should’ve told her that. Because so far we’d done exactly the opposite. So far we hadn’t gone easy on her at all, and Hannah… well, she hadn’t exactly gone easy on us, either.
Not that I wanted anything to do with easy.
“Oh my God… fuck, Trey…” she grunted sexily. She was bucking wildly beneath me. Squeezing her legs against my sides, as her pussy screwed down hard on my cock. “Holy… shit… this is so fucking amazing!’
We were fucking now — really, seriously, fucking. Slamming-the-headboard-through-the-drywall kind of fucking, if my bed actually had a headboard, or if my walls weren’t the stacked, painted cinder-blocks of lower-grade campus housing.
I could see her face, screwing into a mask of pleasure mixed with confusion. Tears flowed down both cheeks. I was pounding her deeply into the bed, her ass leaving the cheap mattress on every bounce. Our bodies becoming a single writhing projectile, thrown over and over against the relatively thin box-spring until—
Luckily it happened on the downstroke, while I was fully buried inside her. One of the bed’s lower legs sheared off at the base, collapsing us downward, hurtling our bodies to the floor. We crashed forward, still fucking. Still screwing our brains out in wild, wanton abandon, even though now my feet were braced on the thinly-carpeted floor of my bedroom, rather than on my mattress.
“Don’t stop!” she cried, thrashing her head wildly back and forth. Her face was pinned over my shoulder. Her legs spread so wide, I wasn’t sure I hadn’t dislocated her hips. “Don’t… you… fucking…stop…”
Hannah came with a grunt followed by a scream, her whole body convulsing beneath me. Her nails dug into the flesh of my back, raking downward, oblivious to the damage. My own mind was equally oblivious to the pain, I was too concerned with maintaining my balance. Holding her and spreading her and screwing her through her orgasm.
“FUCCCCK MEEEEEE!”
Her screams would be loud enough to raise an alarm in my little building, if she continued on. Reflexively I reached up and clamped a hand over her mouth, suddenly thankful for my concrete walls.
The act was intense and hot and totally filthy — everything I’d ever dreamed it could be. Hannah’s eyes shot over to mine. She was still lost in nirvana, riding out the tail end of a huge orgasmic wave. But those eyes told me to keep going. To keep on fucking her with my hand pinned over her mouth.
“I’m gonna lose it,” I breathed, not even a minute later. Her pussy was a sopping wet mess. I’d rode out every contraction, every beautiful, twisting convulsion, all somehow without letting go.
“Hannah did you hear me? I’m gonna—”
“Come,” she breathed loudly, through my fingers. I relaxed my grip. Released my hold.
“Do it, Trey,” she whispered wickedly. “Come inside me again. Dump it in me, baby. Put it right inside my little—”
Her dirty talk obliterated any last shred of my self-control. I let go like a dam finally bursting, flooding her pussy, filling her womb with pulse after magnificent pulse. It was like being shot out of a cannon. Fired through a great wall of blinding euphoria, only to come down slowly, blissfully, to find Hannah planting soft, lover’s kisses up and down the side of my neck.
We were half on the mattress now, half on the floor. The frame of my bed was completely shattered. Pillows and blankets were scattered both left and right.
Each of us was breathing heavy, trying to find the oxygen in the room. Heaving steadily through a series of rapid, heated breaths.
“Holy fuck, Trey,” she grunted, as I finally rolled off of her.
