PART 05 - Refelctions 04
Somehow I managed to get through Wednesday in a somewhat ordinary fashion but I remember waking up May 9th, Thursday morning, hornier than usual. Upon opening my eyes, I slipped off my already wet underwear and rolled onto my stomach and immediately began to partake in what seemingly was becoming a regular morning routine… masturbation.
Hair covered the side of my face as my left hand moved towards my mouth, as if it would make things quieter, my right hand snaked its way down my stomach pressed between my body and the bed sheets. My legs instinctively spread open as my hand appeared at the top of my snatch to rub my clit, as my fingers moved down my lips towards the opening of my vagina, my thighs closed as a ripple of pleasure traveled through my body. My fingers were becoming coated with my pussy juice the more I rubbed, which only made me moan louder as my hand began to glide easier and easier between my legs.
DING DONG
My eyes opened as the doorbell rang throughout the house.
“Oh my gosh, what time is it?!” I said with urgency.
I got to my hands and knees, pussy glistening with wet streak marks running between my thighs.
DING DONG
The doorbell rang again, I looked over at my clock. It read 10:58 AM…. “Shit… that must be Tim.” I said under my breath.
I sprang off the bed and I noticed a piece of paper on the ground just inside my bedroom doorway, I picked it up and it was a note from Mark letting me know that he had left but wanted to let me sleep. I smiled...
DING DONG
“Ugh…” I ran out of my bedroom to the top of the stairs and yelled down towards the front door, “Just one second!”
As I sprinted back towards my room, I could feel my new breasts jostling under my tank, a soft tenderness of discomfort as they jolted up and down with every footfall. I got to my closet and grabbed the first set of clothes I could grab out of Sasha’s clothes pile. A black pair of panties made of soft cotton fabric. They were sort of a halfway point between a thong and booty shorts… I could feel the cloth wedge between my cheeks as they wrapped themselves around my still very wet and sensitive pussy. I then grabbed a black skirt and quickly stepped into it and pulled it up to my waist before zipping the waist zipper. Lastly, I grabbed a looser fitting dress shirt and threw it on over my tank before buttoning it up.
Looking a bit disheveled but not wanting to keep Tim waiting outside the front door, I trotted out of my closet and bedroom and down the stairs towards the front door. I turned the dead bolt and opened the door to see Tim Ashwood’s back, he was facing the driveway staring into the sky.
“Hello Tim, sorry to keep you waiting. I was busy and lost track of time, please come in.” I said, causing him to whip his head around. My face felt flush with all of the rushing, and my pussy was still aching, unsatisfied since I had stopped so abruptly in the middle of my session.
“No problem, thanks Mr. Harrison.” Tim said as he stepped inside. He stopped in the entryway while I closed the door behind him.
As I locked the door, a glistening on my leg just below the bottom of my skirt caught my eye.
“Fuck, I should of wiped myself up..” I said in my head, cursing myself, “Hopefully he doesn’t notice and I can wipe it off after I direct him towards the kitchen… Fuck, Sasha… why is your pussy aching so much.” I took a deep breath...
“Everything okay Mr. Harrison?” Tim asked more with impatience than actual care or concern.
I turned around to face him trying to regain composure from the strong sensations I was feeling between my legs, “Fine, Tim. Just got distracted, like I said I’ve had a busy morning.”
“Where’s Mark?” he asked.
“He’s visiting college campuses, he left this morning and won’t be back for a couple of days. A perfect opportunity for us to talk about what happened earlier this week without having to worry about Mark overhearing. Like I said in the bathroom, Mark can never know about what happened.”
As soon as I finished my sentence he glanced down towards the floor with a curious look. He quickly dropped to a squat position and squinted.
I took a step back, surprised by the sudden movement. “Fuck, what is he doing?” I said internally, concerned.
An impish grin appeared on his face. “Oh shit… he wasn’t looking at the floor, he was looking at my leg!” I could feel the blood withdraw from my face...
Tim stood up and stared at me, now smiling after seeing the realization on my face. In a blur of movements before I could react he had grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. I felt his hands grab my waist and suddenly I was pushed up against the wall. I tried to push back off the wall but I just got even more aggressively pressed into the hard surface. Sasha’s body just wasn’t strong enough to overpower Tim.
“I knew I thought I smelled the scent of sex, but I’m sure that’s just your sweat and and wet pussy from masturbating, isn’t it?”
“No!” I exclaimed, more out of fear than conviction to deny his claim. I tried to push off the wall again but this body was just too weak, he still had his hands planted on my waist.....
God… the loss of power was causing my pussy to ache even more, what the fuck is happening.
Still applying slight pressure against me towards the wall, he hiked my skirt up by sliding his hands down my lower back and pushing the fabric up, exposing my ass and the underwear nestled between my cheeks.
“So how horny are you? I must have interrupted you, didn’t I? You were ‘busy’ after all, busy masturbating!” He said mockingly as he continued to grope my ass.
“Haha, you’re so fucking wet, you have wet streaks running down your thighs. Your underwear even has a damp spot. You wanted this, didn’t you? You wanted me to come over here when Mark wasn’t here and fuck you, DIDN’T YOU?!”
“No! That’s not true!” I exclaimed. My knees were becoming weaker from his groping, and thank god I was facing away from him because I began to bite my lower lip as the aching in my pussy became almost unbearable.
“Stop lying slut!” He yelled as he forced me to take a wider stance by knocking my right foot and then my left foot to the sides. My ass jiggled with the sudden impacts.
I could feel a cool dampness between my legs as my pussy was now no longer sheltered between my thighs but exposed to the open air.
“Fuck” I whimpered quietly under my breath.
“What was that?” Tim asked condescendingly, knowing full well what was happening.
“You may be Mr. Harrison, a grown ass man. But in this body, you’re just a horny fucking slut! Aren’t you?!” He said into my ear.
“No! I’m not! Tim, stop this right now!” I remembered crying out.
“Admit it!” He yelled as he slapped my ass.
A breathy moan shot out of my mouth as I felt the sting of his slap, ass jiggling from the impact.
“See?!” He said in response to my reaction of having my ass slapped. He striked my ass again, the jiggle reverberating throughout my leg this time.
“Fuck!” I moaned and bit my lower lip. Fuck, I wanted it so bad, my pussy was aching before but now… now was completely different.
He put his hands back on my waist and pressed his body against mine. I could feel his erect cock that pressing through his pants wedge itself between my ass cheeks. He whispered into my ear, “You want me to fuck you? I’ll do it, you just have to tell me.”
After a few hot and slow breaths, “...yes…” I whispered softly, pressing my ass into his groin.
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” He said teasingly…
“Yes.” I said back, a little louder this time, biting my lower lip with my eyes closed. Trying to make the shape of his cock by squeezing it between my ass cheeks.
“Yes, what?” He asked.
“Fuck me. God yes, I want you to fuck me!” I cried out in defeat.
“Hah!” He laughed and smacked my ass again.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out as my body dipped from my knees partway buckling before I caught myself. “Shit… I just came a little!” I thought to myself. My pussy was throbbing now, it felt empty and it needed to be filled!
“Where’s your bed Mr. Harrison?” Tim asked smugly.
“Fuck the bed.” I said desperately not wanting to wait that long. I grabbed him by the hand and dragged him into the living room around the corner where there was a couch. Because my skirt was already hiked up over my hips I didn’t bother to take it off, I pulled my panties down to my ankles and stepped out of them.
“Fuck me here.” I demanded.
Tim took off his clothes and laid down on the couch, his dick was standing stiffly into the air. He looked at me and said “Oh no, I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to lay right here. If you want it, you’re going to have to fuck me.” with a smirk.
“But you told me if I said…” He cut me off.
“I know what I said and I changed my mind. Go ahead, my dick is right there.” He said nodding to his erect penis. “If you want to have this dick inside you, you’re going to have to put it in yourself, you’re going to have to fully admit you want this by fucking me this time. I’m not going to give you an out by being able to say that I fucked you… This is all your choice.” He raised a satisfied eyebrow while looking at me.
I bit my lower lip again as I took a moment to think, my pussy felt so hot and his dick just looked so good. I felt a new drip of pussy juice start to roll down my inner thigh. “Fuck, I need it so bad.” I whimpered.
I moved toward the couch where he was laying and turned around so my ass was facing him. I swung my left leg over his body and planted my knee into the couch, my right leg stayed extended with the foot against the ground. I bent forwards and grabbed his dick as I slowly lowered myself. The feeling of the tip of his penis gently pressing against my new pussy lips was enough to cause me to moan in my heightened state. I lowered myself a little more and my lips naturally spread, my vagina opening up to swallow his dick. I could feel the head and shaft slowly enter me, splitting my insides apart. My pussy muscles flexed, gripping him… I wanted him deeper. I continued to lower myself until my pussy was kissing the hilt of his dick while I sat straight.
“Oh god this feels so good.” I finally moaned in relief. “Fuck” My voice cracked in pleasure.
I leaned forward again, this time using my left hand against the backrest of the couch and right hand on the seat cushion to support some of my weight. I began to lift my hips, feeling him slide out of me, the walls of my pussy touching each other again, just as I felt his head reach my vagina’s entrance, I rocked my hips backward causing him to split my walls apart again.
“Nnnggggggnnn” my throat sounded while I exhaled out of pleasure.
“Fuck.. I needed this!” I said finally giving up, beginning to ride his wonderful cock at a faster pace. The sensation of repeatedly having my pussy spread apart by his thick shaft just felt so good, I could no longer control myself!
“Yeah, ride that fucking cock Mr. Harrison” Tim said with a smug tone.
“God fuck, it feels so good, this is so amazing! Yes!” I cried.
“You love this dick?”
“God help me! Yes! Yes I do! It’s so fucking big Tim.”
“What do you love about it Mr. Harrison, tell me!”
“Nnnggnnn God, I love the way it gets so deep in my fucking pussy.” I was panting, “FUCK!” I moaned as an intense wave of pleasure shot through my body from between my legs. “Oh yes yes yes yes, I love how my pussy strains to wrap itself around your shaft because it’s so thick! Ahhhhhhh… shit… yes, yes, right there!” I don’t know what was happening but his tip was rubbing against one of the walls and it was sending shocks of ecstasy through my body… “was he hitting Sasha’s G-spot?!” I thought to myself in the fog my mind was in.
“You want me to cum inside you Mr. Harrison? Huh?!” Tim said excitedly like a conqueror beginning to taste his victory.
“God yes! I want to feel that warmth inside me again!” I didn’t care anymore, I was lost… all I know is that I needed it, I needed to feel it again, what I had in the bathroom.
“Tell me what you want Mr. Harrison… Tell me exactly what you want.”
“I want you to creampie me Tim. I want you to cum so deep inside my pussy that it doesn’t even leak out!” I said between breaths.
Suddenly, Tim began to thrust his hips upwards as I would plunge my pussy down onto his dick. This caused him to hit even deeper than he was before, my mouth fell open and my eyes clenched shut as I experienced the most intense pleasure I ever had up to that point. With every thrust I felt like I was cumming over and over again. He eventually began to tense and I could feel his dick stiffen inside me, “Yeah cum for me Tim, cum inside this wet fucking pussy.”
My dirty talk must have worked because as soon as I said that, Tim jerked and I could feel a warmth spread from between my legs and into my abdomen. Tim’s body relaxed and I slowly sat down, letting my pussy kiss the hilt of his dick again. I slowly grinded my flat crotch against his groin, every now and then my clit getting stimulated against his flesh.
“Fuck, I could get addicted to this…” I whispered to myself as I clenched my pussy around his dick again, trying to burn the shape of his penis in my mind.
After what felt like several minutes, our breathing returned to normal and Tim placed his hands on my ass and gave me a little push, motioning for me to get off of him. I slowly stood up, savoring the sensation of his dick sliding out of me, and climbed off of him. I stepped back into my panties and pulled them back up over my waist, just in case any cum were to leak out it wouldn’t get on the floor. I pulled my skirt back down and cleared my throat and got my hair out of my face. I took a deep breath and tried to regain some composure as the realization of what had just happened began to settle in.
“Well…” I said, unsure really of what to say.
“You should probably go clean up. I’m going to run home and clean up as well - why don't we talk about whatever it is you want to say tonight?” Tim said.
“I don’t think that’s the best idea after what just happened Mr. Ashwood.” I said embarrassed.
“Fair enough. Why don’t we meet in a public place for lunch to prevent something like this from happening again. Say, downtown at the Black Cat Coffee Cafe?”
I squinted at him suspiciously. Well.. He nor I wouldn’t dare to do something like this in a public place and it will give me the opportunity to lay down hard that this cannot happen again and most importantly that Mark never finds out.
I glanced over at the clock, it was 11:36 AM… “Fine.” I said, “, we can address everything while we eat.I’ll meet you there at 2 PM.”
Tim smiled and there was a glean in his eye that made me feel uncomfortable. He got dressed and headed for his car. Just as he stepped outside he looked at me over his shoulder and said “Wear something cute for lunch Mr. Harrison!” and closed the door behind him before I could respond. I could hear a laugh as a car engine started.
“Fucking asshole.” I muttered to myself as I locked the door and turned around to head upstairs and take a shower.
(To be continued…)
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