Page 141 of Vying Girls
My heart pounds, steady and hard. This dick is fucking massive. She’s suicidal to want to take it without lube. But I’m guessing that’s the point. There’s something weird going on with her. I can see it in her eyes, her energy all off. Something she’s not telling me.
I damn the presentation, tempted just to shove it. Tilda needs someone right now and it’s clear that someone can’t be Nic. Don’t want to leave them alone together at all. Not today, not until I get to the bottom of their shit.
‘Safe word,’ I bite out.
‘Serpent.’
As we kiss, I line the tip of the dick to her pussy. The vision of me shoving inside her flashes in my mind, making me gasp against her lips. I kiss her hard, struggling to restrain myself. I’m not that fucked butgod,it’s hot to think about.
Tilda lifts her hips, gasping herself when the tip slips inside her. Lifting up, I grasp the dildo, guiding it in myself. No waywill it just slip in using my hips. Tilda’s small.Tight.Only after a thorough fucking does she open, like a flower in the sun, all dewy and red. Can’t wait to see what her pussy looks like after this.
I gather her meagre wetness on my fingers and wipe it down the shaft. I try not to glance at the clock as I line myself back up. Fuck uni. My girl needs a dicking and I’m gonna deliver.
She pinches her nipples as I push in, centimetre by centimetre, rolling them between her fingers, anything to make herself wetter. Her desperation’s hot as fuck. I thrust my hips, landing another inch.
Tilda gasps, spreading her legs wider.
‘Sore?’
‘Burns. Keep going. Just do it.’
Now I’m in pretty much halfway, I lower myself down, weight on my forearms. I thrust quickly, shallowly, feeling her take me bit by bit. She’s definitely wet now. I swat her hand away from her nipple and take it with my teeth, swirling my tongue around the tip, knowing she feels it right in her clit.
She hisses between her teeth, her ankles crossing on my lower back, opening as wide as possible for me.
‘That’s it, baby.’ I release her nipple, threading my hands into her hair as I fuck her harder. ‘Fucking proud of you.’
I grin, glancing between us to see I’m almost all the way in.
‘Don’t be nice to me,’ she mumbles, eyes closed. ‘Don’t think I can take the rest, Haz.’
‘We’ll see about that.’ I relent on the depth, settling into a fast rhythm instead. ‘You don’t want me being nice to you?’
‘Not today. Not right now.’ She scratches my back with her nails. ‘You’re mad at me, aren’t you?’
I release a breath through my nose. ‘Fucking seething.’
‘Tell me.’ She grasps my hair, tugging at it. ‘Tell me how mad you are.’
‘So mad I’m dying to punish you.’ I thrust hard, watching her cry out. ‘This isn’t it, princess. This is nothing compared to what I want to do to you.’
‘Why are you mad?’ she asks between clenched teeth.
‘Because you’re a deceptive little bitch. You upset Elly. You were a fucking cunt to do that.’
Tilda nods, her eyes falling closed as I continue to fuck her. I get deeper with every thrust, making her moan each time I hit her cervix.
‘Because you’ve got no regard to your own safety,’ I continue. ‘No regard to how we felt waking up to you gone. You can’t fucking do that, Tilda.’ I clench my jaw as pleasure ricochets through my clit. ‘It’s not just you anymore, you selfish fuck. You’ve got people who care.’
Tears track from the corners of her eyes, running into the hair at her temples. ‘I’m awful.’
‘That’s alright.’ I watch the dildo disappear, not really sure where she’s fitting it all. ‘I’ll fuck it out of you.’
The bed creaks loudly as I get my weight behind my cock, needing the movement for the extra length. The silicone’s slick now but I bet it still hurts. I pull out entirely, almost groaning at the sight of her. Wet, open, throbbing around nothing.
‘Haz,’she protests, pulling me back.
I slide in effortlessly, all the way. I do groan then. ‘You might be a cunt but you’re a fucking perfect one.’
