LOGINWhen I woke up again the room was brighter and it was morning for real now.I was still in his arms and he was awake too, I could tell by his breathing."Morning. Again," he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice."Yeah."Waking together again, and this one was different. It one felt lighter and easier."I should probably..." I started but didn't finish because I didn't actually want to move."Yeah," he said, but he didn't let go either.We stayed like that for another minute and then finally I sat up slowly and immediately my body reminded me of everything we'd done.The sore didn't even fade. I was everywhere. Between my legs especially but also my thighs, my hips, all of it.I winced slightly and he noticed immediately."You okay?""Sore. Really sore.""Sorry.""Don't be…”“I'm not."He sat up too and we were both naked in his bed in full morning light and it should have felt awkward but it didn't. It just felt right."Can I borrow something?" I asked, looking at my dress on
I woke up to darkness that wasn't quite dark anymore. That pre-dawn kind of light where you can barely see but it's not completely black either.I was aware of his arm around my waist before I was fully awake. His body pressed against my back, and his breath on my neck. We were spooned together perfectly and everything came rushing back.Last night didn't even replay in my head. It was there the whole thing. Every position. My virginity was gone, and given to him.The soreness between my legs was immediate and intense and it made me everything in my head come out even in more vivid detail. How he'd filled me, stretched me, and fucked in the different ways until we were both exhausted.I shifted slightly and his arm tightened around me even though he was still asleep. I could feel him against my ass. How hard he was. But it loaded with meaning now because I knew exactly what that felt like inside me.I pressed back against him without really meaning to and his body responded immediate
I found the rhythm and everything else stopped existing.Just this. Just him underneath me and his cock buried inside me and the specific gravity of it. The way he filled me up, the stretch, the way my body had opened for him like it had been waiting to learn this exact thing.I started slow. It was more like testing. My hips was moving up and coming back down and feeling every single inch of the drag on the way up and the fullness on the way back down. My hands were flat on his chest, and hands were on my hips but loose . Not guiding, more like just holding, just wanting to touch me while I figured this out.“Rock forward,” he said very lowly.I rocked forward.My clit dragged against him and the sound I made was very embarrassing, but I didn’t care at all.“Yeah,” he said. “Like that.”Like that. I did it again. And again. I was trying out the combination. The bounce and the grind together.The way I was doing it made his dick hit a spot inside me and the friction land exactly wher
"I've got you." His arms were still around me, still holding me up against the tile wall, and his dick was still inside me softening slowly. "I'm not letting go."He wasn't. He held me there for another long moment, the water running over both of us, and I let myself be held because I genuinely had no other option and also because I didn't want any other option.Eventually he turned the water offThere was this sudden complete silence.He stepped out carefully with me still in his arms and set me on the counter and I sat there like a ragdoll while he toweled himself off and then came to me and dried me properly taking his time, and gentle in a way that was completely at odds with everything he'd just done to me and somehow made it all worse. Better. I didn't have the right word."Stop thinking," he said."I'm not thinking.""You make a specific face when you're thinking.""What face."He looked at me. "That one."I laughed, and actually laughed, and it felt like something releasing in
He didn't pound in or out, he just kept using his thigh to lift me up and lower me down. His hand was guiding me and the movement was making me bounce on his cock.The angle was so fucking insane. Every single time he lowered me down his cock hit places inside me that made me it feel like this is more than fucking.I couldn’t control anything. I was completely at his mercy, just bouncing on his dick while he held me up, pinned against the wall, amd the water was streaming down over us.“That’s it,” he groaned. “I'll you feel my dick. I'll happily allow you to use me to make yourself feel good.”But I was sure wasn't using him. He was the one using me instead. He was the one controlling the pace, the depth, everything.His mouth went straight behind me, and he bit my neck a little. A little but hard enough that I cried out very sharp, and my clenched around and gripped him more."You love everything,” he said against my skin. “You love to be reminded of how you felt when this was happe
The sheets were soaked and my thighs were sticky with cum as we lay in the destruction we’d made.I could literally still feel it still leaking out of my very used pussy. Two loads. Both of them dripping out and making a mess.My whole body ached, and I was sore in ways I’d never been sore. But it was the good kind of sore. The kind that made me remember exactly how I got this way.“We need to clean up,” he said, and his hand was stroking my back.“Yeah.”But neither of us moved. We were liike comfortable, too satisfied and too wrapped up in the feeling that we were feeling.Finally he sat up and pulled me with him. When I stood my legs were so shaky I had to grab his arm.“Fuck,” I sighed. “I can barely walk.”“Good,” he said with that dark satisfactory look. “I want you to feel me in every step tomorrow.”He led me to his bathroom and started the shower. Steam rose as the water heated and he tested it before gesturing me in.I stepped under the spray and the hot water poured down hi
I lifted my hips off the bed, and he hooked his fingers fully into the waistband. Both hands. Gripping it carefully and he pulled my shorts down slowly. Teasingly, and revealing me inch by inch.My panties was there. White cotton. Simple, and very Innocent-looking.Except they weren'
He carried me from the glass room to my bedroom.I was still shaking, with my face buried in his neck and clinging to him tightly.My body was already gone and I felt completely boneless. It was a crazy struggle trying to hold myself up at all.He nudged the door open w
I had been sitting on my bed ever since the last memory flash hit me. I could not focus on anything at all. I could not work, and I could not relax. I was just waiting.I checked the time on my phone. It was just past 4. There were still hours until he would be home. Time was moving so s
I came downstairs and found that the house was quiet. Dad's most probably at work, and my mom was out, either at a charity meeting or at work also. I was alone in the house, which was good because I needed the quiet after that memory and had surfaced during the call with Nina.I decided







