1. What I think about when I masturbate - Part 4


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Quiteshygirl, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    slut,” he says, aggressively. With two hard thrusts, he gasps, and I feel the release of his semen squirt into me, filling my pussy. Four times he rams his cock in hard, each time pumping his sperm out with amazing force. Then, suddenly, still holding my legs apart, he pulls his cock out from within my hot opening, and drops my feet to the ground. My legs are so weak that they give way beneath me, and I fall in a heap on the hard ground with a cry of pain, as my bare stomach and hips scrape down the wall. In a daze I look up, to find him standing over me, rubbing his still hard erection in front of me. His horrible face grins down at me, as he squirts another deposit of semen, this time over my hair and legs, in a string of white, creamy cum. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a man ejaculate in real life. “Have that, you dirty slut,” he grins. Another spurt lands on my bare legs. I watch his glistening head twitch in his dirty hand, as a few more drops of white fluid dribble out of the hole and fall on the ground. Then, without a word, he turns and picks up his filthy jeans, pulling them quickly on. Still sitting half naked on the ground, my body quivering and shaking as the orgasmic contractions continue within me, I watch as he gets on his bike. “You was a great fuck,” he says, “Much better than your Mum.” I stare at him in stunned silence, as he turns and rides out of the farmyard. As the last waves subside, I somehow get to me feet. I’m a mess, my blouse dirty and ...
    ripped, my stomach and hips grazed, scratched and bleeding, and my long hair tangled and damp with sweat. My torn pussy is so sore that I can hardly walk, and as I stand, I feel the trickle of his semen running out from between my lips, and down my legs, mingling with my blood. I make my way slowly to the porch, and knock on the back door. Eventually I hear the key turning in the lock, and it opens. My mother stands there, looking at me in silence, taking in the sight of her bedraggled, half naked, seventeen year old daughter, cut, bruised and with semen and blood trickling down her legs. “You knew didn’t you,” I say, weakly. Eventually she nods. “Why?” I ask. “Well...because...I wanted your first time to be special. I wanted it to be something you would always remember, and never regret. And I knew he would do it properly.” I stare at her in wonder, speechless. “Oh...darling...are you alright? Please tell me you enjoyed it.” I give her a smile. “Well...apart from a few cuts and a sore pussy, yes I’m fine. And yes, Mum – I loved it – it was amazing!!” She steps forward and we hug each other. “Oh, my darling, thank goodness...I was so worried that I’d done the wrong thing.” she says, relieved. She puts her hand in her pocket and pulls out a small box and hands it to me. Morning after pills! “Here – make sure you take one of these. We don’t want any accidents.” I smile. “You think of everything Mum.” “You go and pick up your clothes and I’ll go a run you a nice hot bath to relax in.” ...
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