1. Shattered Memories Ch 3


    Date: 12/18/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Romance, Young, Author: Bleargh, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

    the change in my tone immediately. "What's up?" "I... have no condoms." "I'm on the pill." "Oh. Are you okay with continuing?" "I've never done it without a condom... but... yeah, let's do it." I twisted my fingers around inside her twat, witnessing her gasp as her breathe caught in her throat. I withdrew till the tips of my fingers remained, just over the first knuckle. Moving my body around, rolling her slightly under me, I aligned my shaft with her entrance. "So, you are going to be on top," she whispered, a coy smile embracing her gorgeous lips. I smiled, leaning in and kissing her, as I simultane- I shudder, breathing deeply, letting the air flow into my lungs and push the pain away. Cmon. Let's do this, Oscar. Let's do this. ...leaning in and kissing her, as I simultaneously withdrew my fingers and applied my cock directly at the base of her hole. I slid in slowly, a velvet glove wrapping itself tightly, definitely a little painfully, around my dick. I started the motions. In a few scant minutes, the silent room was transformed into a plethora of moans and groans. There it is. The repression trigger. The thrusts grew in intensity, as I alternated between rapid fire bursts and, long, slow, deep thrusts. I could tell I was driving her wild, her hair wrapping around us both, as she kissed between ragged breaths and loud moans. I was sure the neighbours could hear us. I kept pace, pounding away, despite the growing pain near my genitals. Her tightness was chafing me, and ...
    if this was what I was feeling, I had no idea how bad it must be for her. She didn't complain though, keeping pace without dillema. A few minutes in, I knew I'd reached the point of no return, as she started to suddenly gasp. Her body twitched, violently and for a moment, I thought she was having a seizure, until I could see the burning intensity in her eyes. She came. I came. The rush of moisture flooding towards each other was overwhelming and the intensity of the pleasure, the sensation of her internals milking my cock was almost unbearable. It was indeed, quite painful. But looking, deep into her eyes, the pain was a distant thought, the pleasure of being with her overwhelming. "I love you." The whisper came out of nowhere and I... I confess. I panicked. I hesitated half a second too long. "I-I love you too," I replied, in a stutter. She sighed, deeply. "If only." I felt the sensation of what I now realise to be a hypodermic needle pierce my skin and... I came to, in the kitchen, the meal disappeared, holding her hand. She said it again, in her same mellow voice. "Honestly... honestly, that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. Thanks." I could tell something was off, at that moment. I felt like... well, now I know. I smelt like her. She smelt like me. I could feel the warmth of my lower regions, having only been fucked to rawness a few moments ago. But then, I didn't have the knowledge to deduce. How could I? We'd just had a nice meal. No, I didn't sleep with her. ...
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