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In the limited space, with her limited experience, I can’t say this is spectacular sex. But there’s something alluring about it anyway, about how she squeezes her eyes shut, how she’s trying so hard not to be affected by this. Last time she’d been crying, and that had been fun in its own way, but I almost like this strange determination more.
“F-fuck, Vanessa,” I mumble against her ear. “I’m so close. Are you close?” After a beat, I add, “And don’t worry, since I’m not actually a teenager, I’ll make sure you come, too.”
She shivers, and I can tell she wants to protest, but she keeps her mouth shut. She starts to fuck me faster, like she thinks she’ll make this get over sooner.
The funny thing is, as she picks up the pace, I can feel her convulsing around me too. I moan loudly, partially for her benefit, partially because it really does feel that damn good. My coordination gets a bit sloppier, but I manage to rub her clit despite that.
“Hey… you like your breasts played with?” I ask. “Not all girls have sensitive nipples. But I’ll play with yours, if you like it.”
“No!” she says quickly, but her breaths are speeding up just a little. She squirms, and I can’t tell if she’s trying to create friction with my fingers against her clit or pull away from me.
Her protests give me an idea for the future, but for now, I focus on getting her off. I mouth at her neck some more and try to meet some of her thrusts. The small room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, my moans… and hers.
Those are some damn sexy sounds.
“I wanna hear you,” I say. “Come on, be a bit louder.”
Her eyes are a little wide, her cheeks flushed with something I’m not sure is embarrassment any longer. Maybe it’s something more. Her body starts to tighten around mine, and she writhes. She whimpers. “Stop,” she whispers, but the word is half-hearted at best.
“More,” I counter, and I use my free hand to pinch one of her nipples after all. Her entire chest has mottled red, and at my touch, she lets out another cry.
She tenses, her lips parting, and her body grips mine so tightly I can barely even thrust into her.
“Are you coming?” I ask her, only half-teasing until I realize she is. Just like with Slayer, she’s coming around my cock, and it’s enough to make me groan as I keep toying with her swollen clit.
She shakes her head, but she’s letting out a stream of soft whimpers. She slumps against my chest, her eyes squeezed shut and her entire body trembling. It’s like she’s trying to hide from her own orgasm, and fuck, that is so hot.
I can feel my balls drawing tight, too, and I know it won’t take much longer for me to come. I grip her ass again and guide her up and down, this time lifting my own hips more vigorously. I want to come while she’s still convulsing.
It’s not every day you get a girl who’s this sensitive to cock, especially one with Vanessa’s limited experience.
Although, if Damien gets his way, I really will get to have her every day. “F-fuck, I can’t wait to—” I say, just as the pleasure overwhelms me. I moan loudly, not caring if anybody else can hear. They all know what I came here to do, anyway. And she feels so damn good, I refuse to hold back.
She’s trying her hardest to do just that, though. She obviously doesn’t want anyone to know she’s getting off on my cock, and it only makes me thrust up into her with more determination.
Vanessa lets out a louder sound as I thrust into her at just the right angle, and it thrills me to know she’s getting off where people can hear through the thin walls.
It feels like I’m coming more than usual, although I’d jerked off just this morning. Part of me imagines my cum filling her, planting that seed that Damien won’t shut up about, and I’m surprised at how much I don’t hate that idea. Maybe Damien’s onto something.
When my orgasm subsides, though, I flop back with exhaustion. Vanessa’s still on top of me, my softening cock still inside her—keeping my cum in there, making sure it has a chance to take hold. Fuck, I’m gonna have to find a few new scenarios that will accommodate that fantasy.
I idly stroke her back. “See? I told you I’d make you come.”
Vanessa squirms atop me, trying to get free, but I grab her hips and force her back down onto me. She doesn’t say anything, but tears trickle down her cheeks as the humiliation overtakes her.
“Aww, come on, it’s not that bad. You enjoyed it,” I tell her. “Now just hold still and let me fill you. Wonder if you’re gonna get knocked up from just this time.”
I don’t know how I feel about that. I know Damien is super into the idea, but I’m still thinking about how it would feel to be a dad. The fantasy is increasingly alluring, though, and it’s not like I’m going to mind barebacking Vanessa every day for the foreseeable future.
Some of the flush from her skin dissipates as she pales.
“Heh, guess Damien got his wish. I did come in you first.” I chuckle and kiss the side of her face, right over one of her tears. “I had fun. Your reactions are gorgeous. But don’t worry. This won’t be the last time.”
She closes her eyes, shivering. It sends little quivers through my body, around my cock, and it only increases the pleasure she’s made me feel.
I close my eyes, content to doze for a little bit, when somebody knocks at the door. I huff in annoyance and yell, “What? We’re busy.”
“Oh, sorry. I thought… Um, when you’re free, I just wanted to talk with you, Giulio.”
