Page 119 of Breakout
“No.” My answer is quick and truthful.
I’ve never done this with anyone before. She’s my first.
“How do you know what to do then?” she asks.
“When you showed interest, I did a shit ton of research. I wanted it to be good for you.”
“You are too good to me.”
I push in a little more, using her distraction to our advantage. “I love being good to you.”
She is panting, her mind on the big cock in her ass. I pull out a little before I push in even further.
“Fuck, how big are you?” She moans, her ass pushing up into the air.
“Big. You’re almost there. You have a few more inches, and you’ll have taken me. Do you need to stop?”
“No. I want to be filled with you.”
Thrusting forward, I lean over her back, cupping her cheek to pull her to me for a kiss.
“Such a good girl. You look so fucking good stuffed with my cock. I’m so proud of you,” I tell her, kissing her cheek, nose, and then her lips.
She’s whimpering, making me feel like shit.
Dammit. Maybe I should have taken more time to prep her.
Her muscles contract around me, making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
Fuck, she feels good. All my instincts tell me to move, but I hold still.
“Peyton, baby. Are you okay?”
When she doesn’t answer, I go to pull out, even though it’s the last thing I want to do.
“Stop. Stay. Give me a minute.”
I do as she asks, keeping myself buried inside of her. With my left hand, I reach for the vibrator, putting it back on her clit. I flick it on, holding it firm.
She jolts, making a squeak before it melts into a moan. I don’t move an inch as she begins to wiggle underneath me. Before long, she’s fucking herself on my cock, thrusting back against me. I keep the vibrator on her clit, letting her work toward her own orgasm. When her arms collapse, her face falling into the pillow, I start to pump into her.
“Faster, Beck,” she cries out.
I pick up my pace, fucking her faster as I punch the button on the vibrator to kick it up a notch.
Then she comes, the lowest, huskiest moan slipping from her mouth. Her ass clenches down on me as she drenches both me and the bed. Her body starts to twitch as I hold her hips up, pumping my own release into her warm ass.
When I finally finish, I pull the vibrator away, turning it off. Pulling out of her ass slowly, I roll her over so I can look at her.
“Are you okay?” I whisper.
She nods, her eyes dopey. “That was the best orgasm I have ever had. I’ll never be the same.”
I chuckle, kissing her. “Same. Your ass feels amazing.”
“You feel amazing.”
I kiss her, pulling back. “So what’s the chance that the RA will catch me if I go clean up?”
