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“I am not!” she says, sounding so horrified I can’t help but laugh at her.
“Yeah? What’s this, then?” I bring my wet fingers to her face and rub them along her nostrils. “Don’t pretend you don’t want this, Vanessa.”
She tries to squirm away from me, but there’s nowhere to go.
I push the sleeves of her shirt down and off her shoulders, baring her fully to me.
“Now comeon, Vanessa, ride me.” I pinch one of her nipples. Dropping my teenager voice, I add, “You’re really bad at playing along. It’s getting kind of tedious pulling all the weight here.”
“I’ve never done this before,” she hisses at me, and there’s enough frustration in her voice for me to stop and stare at her.
“Never… roleplayed?” I ask. “Because you just make shit up. I’m not asking for Oscar-worthy acting here.”
“No!” she says. “Not that.” She rakes a hand through her hair, staring at me. “I’ve never been… on top of a guy before, all right? I don’t know what I’m doing.”
I beam at her, suddenly even giddier. “Aw, that’s why I’m guiding you. Come on, lift your hips. Just line your hole up with my cock. Gravity will take care of most of it.”
The look on her face is miserable, but Vanessa shifts position until she’s properly on top of me, for all that she sways as she tries to hold her balance.
I grunt as her hand closes around my cock again, and she uses that moment to press her tight,wetlittle hole against the head of it. “Damn, Vanessa. I thought you weren’t getting into it, but I guess I was wrong!”
She blushes hard, trying to pull back, but I put my hands on her hips and keep her in place.
“Nah,” I say, gripping her tightly. “Just relax.”
I lift my hips just a little, driving the tip of my cock into her. She covers her mouth quickly to swallow a squeak. Even if I hadn’t heard that delightful little sound, I would enjoy this image of her: completely red in the face, eyes squeezing shut, trying so, so hard not to be affected by all this.
I pull on her hips, guiding her down until she’s fully seated. I groan, too, the warmth of her tight cunt sending shocks of pleasure through my cock and up my body. “F-fuck, that’s good. You can… You can start moving.”
“M-moving?” she stammers. “I can’t. I can’t… keep my balance if I try.”
“Put your hands on my chest, then. Lift your hips, sink back down. It’s not rocket science.” I thrust up to simulate the movement. “I can’t do the work for you.”
I know she wants me to, though. It would be so much easier for her if I just let her lie there while I got the job done, but that’s not the way I play. She’s going to be involved in this whether she wants to be or not. Slayer might like it if she just lies there, but I want her fully engaged.
Vanessa gingerly presses her hand against my still-clothed chest, bracing herself before she obeys me and lifts her hips. She’s so damn tight around me that she has a hard time picking herself up, and I moan as she sinks back down onto me.
“Nngh, keep going.” I grip her ass and squeeze. “You really are as tight as a virgin.”
“Could you stop talking?” she asks.
“I don’t know. Do I rate an eight or a nine yet?” I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
She squeezes her eyes closed. “Yes,” she mumbles.
“Hah. Well, I—” I groan when she lifts up and down again, “I’m known to be chatty. Can’t shut me up unless… Unless my mouth is occupied.”
Her eyes fly open, and she stares at me. “...what?”
“Y’know. Cock, cunt. Fingers. Tongue.” I glance between us. “Cock and cunt are out. Unless you’re athletic enough to reach my phone so I can call Slayer or Damien to join us.”
A shudder runs through her at the mention of them, and she shakes her head quickly. But she gets the hint, leaning in to kiss me. She’s not very good at it, but her lack of experience makes this more amusing, more endearing. I really could almost believe that we’re two stupid teens sneaking in a quickie under my old man’s roof.
I run one hand along her back, while my other hand reaches for her cunt once more. She’s stretched so wide around me, and I can feel her shudder against my lips. She does more than shudder when I start playing with her clit for real, awkward though the angle is.
“More,” I say, opening my mouth for her. “Give me some real tongue.”
Vanessa hesitates a moment then tentatively slides her tongue past my lips. She lifts her hips, letting herself descend slowly down onto me, and I groan against her mouth.
