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'' Really, Alex. being honest. I ... '' She blushed beautifully and looked down, ashamed, but the drinking seemed to have given her the braveness to go on. `` I think I 'd like to try all of that. The real thing, not only what naturally happens. ``

'' You 're messing with me. '' Or my head was messing with me. I was considerably drunk too, but what Christmas carol was saying was just too intemperately to believe.

I was n't only talking about sex with Carolinas, I was talking about submission, sadomasochism, about limits ... With Carol ! She came out of nowhere and asked if I was familiar with it, then asked how a soul knows she is into it ... It just became the more unexpected and enjoyable conversation I had in a hanker, long time.

She was the new of my chemical group of admirer, something like our mascot. Always cute, sweetness, clever ... I had a compaction on her since the initiative metre I saw her, but I never thought it would be potential, for me, to have something with her. offset because I had almost twice her age. She was 18 ; I was thirty-two, almost thirty-three ... Not only that, the timing was always terrible. I 've known her for a little more than a year now and we were never single at the same sentence.

Alcohol was making her talk to me about what she certainly would n't on normal consideration, or it was giving her confidence enough to say the things she already wanted, but had no braveness to. Obviously, I would relish it the best I could, for more storm that I could be.

'' And what is it, what naturally happens ? '' I asked looking at her, amused.

She laughed, `` You know ... Slapping the little girl 's behind ... Pulling her hair's-breadth ... That guy Ronny I dated a distich month ago, he used to perish me while doing it… '' carol said that last part in a lower feel, then looked to me, as if to analyze my reaction. I was gaping. `` What ! ? '' She softly punched my arm.

Naturally happens and chocking, words I would never expect in the Sami prison term. And coming from sweet lilliputian Christmas carol, no early ! What, suddenly the world decided to go as violent as I 'd want it to ?

Carolinas was a tiny girl of Brazilian-Italian stemma who looked even younger than she actually was, with a pin-up face, twinkle brown eyes and hair, that fell wavy over her berm, back and forehead, that last theatrical role cut as a outer boundary that sometimes made her look like a doll. Apart from that, I 've already seen her wearing a bikini, and she had one of the most beautiful bodies I had ever seen ; slender, even her having a somewhat low stature, with buoyant young girl 's titty that fitted her perfectly - something I was completely into. She also had a lose weight waist and considerably wide rosehip that matched with her heart-shaped and soaked prat, as I have only seen in Brazilian girls. Her skin always looked lightly sun-kissed, like it was perpetually warm and tender, just like her voice, like her role. Everything in her was enthralling to me.

Tonight she looked especially cute, wearing a long and large ochre sweater, which all-encompassing choker - pulled to the right - left showing that side 's shoulder, the long sleeve covered her arms to the tip of her fingers and its organic structure went all the way down to the middle of her thighs, letting in the air if she wore anything beneath it. Knowing her, it would be a doll. She loved skirts, and dresses, especially lightly ones. Or because of that love, she was wearing the farseeing jumper and scanty only… It was something to imagine.

'' goose egg, I just would n't expect chocking to be categorized as a normal thing to do. '' I answered, no Thomas More gaping.

'' Maybe when you are thinking of lots more… '' She let it hanging, insinuating that, yes, to her chocking was belittled stuff and nonsense now.

'' You can imagine why it is hard to believe, right ? '' I asked. `` You 're one of the cherubic somebody I 've ever known. ``

'' Oh, trusted, because you look like the craziest someone ! Ever ! '' She laughed, mocking me. `` I know you 're into the S & M affair, ok ? ''

'' What ? ... Ok. No one would know I 'm into this form of thing. '' She knew ! Another surprise. I felt like asking her how, but we had at to the lowest degree three shared friends that knew and I did n't need to make this conversation about them. `` Just like no one ever knew I was into soldierly artistry, or rock ... ''

'' Or bike. '' She added, nodding. `` You look nerdy at first sight. ``

'' At first, at second ... '' I laughed, pouring more Bourbon dynasty into my Methedrine and checking on her drunkenness, but half of it was still there. It was the second… Or the third one if Marcus had also prepared her one. I was n't sure.

'' At 3rd aspect, I tell you, I saw you that day at the syndicate. After that, I was convinced you were the fittest, more muscular wonk I had ever seen. At fourth part, I saw you on your bicycle and, well ... That was hot. '' She looked at me and smiled when noticed me gaping, probably, again. I would have never imagined that she would have got noticed me like that. `` Maybe it 's the deoxyephedrine. ``

We were at the balcony of Marcus'flat, leaning on the parapet, shoulder to shoulder. We had never talked like that, just the two of us, privately. Unless once, when I gave her a ride to a company, or through messages on the telephone, but never like this, never so intimately. The other guys were all so drunk that they fell asleep, except for Marcus, who was still trying to consume her date to bed in an ceaseless blabbering that was what drove me and Carol outside.

Now, unexpectedly, we were connecting… Over the more unlikely topic ever.

I dated for eight years and when it was over, I had known Carolina for only four months. She came to the group dating Book of the Prophet Daniel, one of our admirer. When five month later he had to move to another state while working for the Navy, we kept her around. It seemed like the veracious thing to do, even if she was so a good deal younger than we were. more than to avoid not being fair to her, we kept her around because she just seemed to belong within our grouping of friend, she was n't one of those bubbly, dumb teenagers. There was a astuteness to her. An old somebody, my mother would say.

When that happened, Book of Daniel went away and she was single, I was seeing one of the sales example of one of my caller 's client. When that was over, she dated an idiot named Ronny for a unforesightful time and followed up with the boy she is now, a photographer named Juan, some form of Latino character taken directly from a soap Opera who, unbelievably, was able to enamour her somehow ... Anyway, it was always like that.

Not that I had any expectations or thought that it would be a honest thing, to go out with her or date her. I just happened to like everything about her, so I admired her, always tried to be a ripe friend. Like an elderly brother - a crony that would always look up to her when she showed up, yes, but I was not actually her crony, so there was nothing creepy about it. Carolina was here by herself, doing college for two years now ; she emancipated herself with sixteen and lived alone, working to pay her expenses since very young age. Very adult, with that calm way of talking and her very particular way of seeing the good part on everything that happened… She liked to be taken roughly and chocked. What the hell.

'' So we agree that how a individual looks and how she likes to be treated on bed are two things completely different. '' She stated, taking another sip of her drink.

'' Yes. We agree. '' I nodded. `` How old were you, when you first had sex ? ``

The question simply formed in my headway, since she talked in what seemed to be a so experienced way, but I have n't thought it through, if our public lecture was restricted to that specific matter or if I could ask things that personal, if we were having a heart-to-heart of variety ... I looked at her, pondering if I needed to evidence her she did n't take to answer that ... But Carol just looked to me with a sly grinning and started to answer me unceremoniously.

'' I was xv. I had been dating the same boy since I was twelve, believe it or not. He was two years older. I wanted it for ages, but he was just like you now, 'she 's so odorous, she ca n't be thinking about sex already''' she sighed. `` Then one day I caught the idiot masturbating to a delineation of me wearing the swimsuit I wore at school ... ''

'' Whoa ! ! ! '' I said leaning back as if I was very wedged for what she just said.

'' Yeeeeees ! ! ! '' She prolonged the word like saying 'really !'



'' What did you do ? ``

'' I talked to him. Tried to understand. He said almost the same thing you said, that he did n't mean of me that way, like'I have urges I do n't believe you have'and that he respected me very much. So I explained to him that I also thought a lot about sex, more than he could ever imagine, and I had sex with him. '' She explained, always sounding so calm, like nothing, ever, could be a problem to her.

I also noted that it was the second fourth dimension she compared me to that boy. Ok, Christmas carol, you are a angelical little young lady that has vivid sexual itch, noted.

It was inevitable trying to escape the mental imagery of a fifteen-year-old Carol having sex for the offset time, having to assure her young man that it was ok to sustain her, giving herself to him like that. Lucky bastard.

'' Did you like it ? '' I asked, at the same time a gust of air hit the balcony and I felt her getting closer, so I did the Saame. She smelled so skillful, a fruity smell. I had to essay my resolve not to put my arm around her, but no, we were just two friends talking and she was with that Juan guy.

'' Yes, I liked it a lot, straight away. The proximity, the way I felt vulnerable, even the way it hurt ... '' She looked at me again after saying that endure component part, as if trying to get what I thought of her by what she had just said.

I felt myself getting instantly hard. I imagined the fit, the boy getting inside of her virgin footling entrance, the deion of how she felt, how she gave him permission to use her and how she probably cringed in pain, loving it at the same time ... Jesus. Lascivious since young and a natural masochist, carol ? Tiny, delicate, lovely Carol ?

'' And how was it afterwards ? '' I asked, not able-bodied to call for my eyes off her anymore.

She probably understood it was n't at all a shock to me, her Apocalypse. In fact, I was amazed and I was trying my best to show up her that. to a greater extent than that, I wanted my every face to say : go on, you 're safe with me, secern me More. Gladly, it seemed to work.

'' I lost interestingness. I did n't know why exactly but, we had sex twice after that and I did n't feel the like way. He treated me very gently ... I felt like an half-wit for not giving him citation for that. For a farseeing prison term I felt like I was some kind of sporting lady for wanting him to treat me badly, for wanting him to push me into doing things and he never did. I was never, ever, at the tip of my toes and I wanted it. So I eventually broke up with him. '' She said in a sorry manner. `` After that I had sex just a few times. Your friend Book of Daniel, who I thought was the badass he seemed to be, or wanted to be ... ''

We laughed together at that comment.

'' He was a really nerveless experience, anyway, and he introduced me to you guys ... Even though I do n't exactly bed how you Guy could be friends. Anyway, it was worthy the two meter he came alone and he did n't take in a clew on how to make me get there, or had any pastime in doing so… Sad, really sad. '' She ended the sentence in a lighter, joking tone, when she noticed it was getting to severe or, as she said, too sad.

I laughed out loud and didder my top dog. `` people you know while growing up and that just stays there with you ... That was the case with Book of Daniel. Actually, it is the same with Marcus, too. I do n't really consume much in common with those two anymore but, they are my friends. There 's not much I can do. But Danny brought you to us, cheers to that. '' I said and we touched our methamphetamine, making a clink.

'' Yes. And the timing could n't be better. I was starting to experience really depressed here. Working and studying in a new Town and the supporter my age I made here were ... God, they were so dumb, so shallow ... Anyway. '' She drunk a little more. `` Then I met Ronny, which I already told you how he used to care for me on bed ... It was the best sex I ever had, but he was n't like that only in bed. He was an idiot. A real, huge, imbecile. So I convinced myself that I could n't possess the two things, somebody I could trust, who would not treat me like food waste for the way I give myself to him. Someone interesting, that I 'd like to spend time together and that would actually sympathize where I wanted to go, sex-wise ... ''

Then she paused, taking a deep breathing place. She seemed sad, thoughtful.

'' This is very unsafe. '' I said after thinking for a while.

'' What ? '' She sounded really surprised.

'' Giving yourself to person like that, like this guy. '' I said honestly and I showed it through the intensity level of my words, even though I tried my best not to sound pissed off when I eventually started talking. The thought of someone hurting her 'the wrong way'was unnerving. She was so sure that he would be a job that she did n't have the bother of introducing him to us. She knew we would admonish her, I would warn her. She knew he would eventually end up hurting her in a way she would n't love, it did n't matter if it would be her dead body, her emotional, her mind, her life sentence ... `` He could receive hurt you in a way you would n't like. Some people do n't know how to discriminate thing, to see that the way you give yourself is something he needs to care for, to be thankful, even if that gratefulness mainly translates in fury, in ascendence, its his province to contract maintenance of you. Caring about you has to be on top of any former matter, it has to be his priority. Even if it has compliance and pain into it, it is a relationship, a deal with two ends. He can end up controlling every single aspect of your lifespan, if you are completely submissive and, to be that vulnerable to someone, you have to trust that person to do so, or else it can get really, really serious. ``

Carol just listened to me intently.

I readied myself to keep going, sacrifice her a very good lecture. I was about to tell her that she did n't ask to sense that way, she had so much time ahead of her, so young, clever and gorgeous, that some golden bastard would eventually end up understanding her and he would have intercourse the hell out of her, bring her to the extreme she thinks she 'll wish and take up care of her ... But then ...

'' This is why I thought about you… '' She said shyly looking at me.

I looked at her, puzzled. The selective information still getting in when she continued.

'' When I first met you guys, you were in that almost marriage with Leda. She was very decent to me, the first one to plow me like an adult back then. If it was n't for her, maybe you guy rope would n't even like me now, because she was the one who put me in the conversations. Anyway, we were talking about you cat and the guys that were with Patricia and Diana back then. That 's when she said that, when you guys first started geological dating, you were completely into these ... Hard things, as she called. ``

Therefore, it was Leda who ended up giving carol the info that led to that conversation. For even that I would cause to be grateful to that woman.

'' She used it as a defending team right hand after telling the missy you were awesome in bed. I think she felt frightened when both Diana and Patricia, your female person intimately Friend, widened their eyes at her declaration. So she went all 'but he had this freakish taste of liking to hurt girls, leather thing, candles, whip and all sort of scary stuff ...'trying to frighten away the daughter. '' Carol said with a half-smile on her lips.

'' So that 's how you knew I was into what you called… What was it ? 'Fifty Shades of Gray stuff and nonsense'a spell ago ... '' I concluded, laughing.

'' Yes, it was her. When the other girls started asking how she handled living with you, she changed her voice communication, saying that you changed from the minute you guys started dating. Like she had sort of straightened you up. But she also said that she thought you were never completely over it, like she felt she would lose you to somebody any minute. ``

Suddenly I felt like smoking. Something very particular I used to do right before I met Leda. I was fresh out of college and, yes, I was completely lost into those kinds of things. Enough to fumble all my previous relationships ... Or what would become kinship. In that matter, really, Leda saved me. I was so involved with her accepting what I was and including me on her big crime syndicate - something that I never had - that I really changed the way I saw and experienced thing. Even the fact I was a successful administrator today, in a way, it was Leda. However, that former part of me, even if buried, deep, it was still a part of me. It was as if I had that devil, lurking on the edge of my conscience for all those years.

'' She did n't need someone to show up. Eventually it stopped working. Us. '' I said.

'' Yes, I know… So ... I know you do n't see me like that. I noticed I do n't exactly call your attention, I 'm too immature, too unexperienced ... '' carol started again, looking down for the first time in a long while, her tone following the way she was surprisingly diminishing herself. Like she was n't enough for me and I was completely astonished while watching it. I had really managed to hide out completely my interest on her. `` ... And I know I 'm with Juan but ... I can give way up with him and do it the right way ... If you think we can try, even once, I mean, I trust you, I like you ... ''

'' Carol ... '' My heart was beating like crazy. It was the most unexpected affair ever ! Carolina thinking I was too much for her ! I tried to hold on her, but she did n't let me.

'' Alex, wait, just ... '' She looked me in the eyes again, sugariness Carol, with her thick eyelashes and her beautiful lilliputian mouth, with those plump red brim. `` ... You can do whatever you want to me. Anything, just -- ''

I covered her back talk with my hired man and she stopped talking, throwing me an outraged look.

'' Wait. '' I said, almost a whisper, and I looked inside the flat in a way she would stick with. Marcus was crossing the support room with his date, checking on the people lying on the sofa and over the rug to see if anyone was awake. He would find us there and he would talk endless shit. Everyone would think we had something before we even had the chance. Marcus was like that. `` Follow my lead and we will extend this conversation if you want. ``

I put my bourbon down and asked for her bridge player, which she gave me promptly, especially after she saw what I intended her to see. I took her minuscule hand and went inside.

'' You 're still here ? I thought you left. '' I lied when we got inside and continued before Marcus could start talking. Melissa, his day of the month, got a little startled when we showed up and there was something to that, but I really did n't care. `` I 'm putting Carol on an Uber and I 'm going home. ``

'' What ? No ! C'mon, you guys can stay here. Plenty of room. '' He said in his best c'mon-man-don't-stop-the-party way.

I shook my capitulum. `` I 'll buy some butt and maybe I 'll return, but Carol is in no shape to stay on. '' I tightened my grip on her manus and she beautifully followed my star, holding my arm against her chest as to not come down and kept looking down, as if she was n't even hearing the conversation, looking drunk as hell.

He raised an eyebrow, `` You 're smoking again ? What the infernal region, man. But ok, bring it back and I 'll smoke with you, alright ? Go get the baby girl household. Next time do n't let her that rummy, unless you want to ... '' He scoffed, or tried to, when he noticed the scowl on my face. Carol tightened the grip on my hand. I thought, yes, carol, he is a jerk. Lucky her she never got close to him, she was always Thomas More close to Patricia and Diana, even Izaac, but not Marcus and all his act of still being that skillful but uptight guy from high school.

'' See ya, man. Bye, genus Melissa. '' Almost wished her good luck, but I held my horses - and all that booze - and just left the apartment with Carol.

Then we were finally just the two of us again, the lift was at our trading floor and we got in. I looked at her and she was lost in sentiment and seemed somewhat sad. She thought I had used Marcus as an excuse to grow her down. I had interrupted her at the center of her speech, and God knows how much braveness she had to gather to say what she said to me, taking in thoughtfulness that she never, ever, showed any hint of her preferences, of her interest in me ... By the reverse, if someone asked me before tonight I 'd say Carol looked like the form of girl who 'd be horrified by something aggressive like that and ... For Christ 's sake ...

Carol had an involvement in me. At the end, I was the lucky bastard !

And ... God, I would take advantage of that. I just needed to be intimate if she really meant what she said.

I took the tip of her Kuki-Chin with my index finger and ovolo and carefully lifted her look so she would look at me, taking her out of the taking over of bad cerebration she seemed to be having, but the sad face remained. At to the lowest degree until I started talking.

'' I need to cognise how you want this to materialise. '' I said.

'' What do you mean ? '' Expectation overflowed on her Bible, her eyes spacious open.

'' We can try, but I need to sleep together what you want, if you just want sex the way you 'd like, if you have interest in a relationship with me after we decide if this feels right ... Or, as you said I could do anything I 'd like to you, what is the extent of that ? I mean ... Do you want to be my slavish ? It would surpass what we do in bed ; it would be more than a sex-related kinship only. What are your thoughts ? '' I had the fourth dimension to ask, as explanative as I could and it was the exact time the elevator took to accomplish the undercoat floor.

Then, before she could do, I led her by the hand through the hall of the building and into the street, heading to my car. When we reached the sidewalk, she talked, at the claim fourth dimension another of those gusts of cold Nox air hit us and she hugged my arm in a very, very dainty way, my triceps between her breasts, one of her hands on my elbow and the other fight my forearm firmly on her lower belly.

`` I 'm ... I ... I do n't have it away how to say it. '' She laughed nervously.

I smiled to her in a assure way, `` What ? Is there something you have n't told me yet ? '' Then I laughed, she did too, and the mood was getting More and more hoy. `` Just say what you think and I 'll understand you, try to bring in the upright of it, promise. ``

'' So you 'd wish me to get heterosexual person to the point. '' She half stated, one-half asked me, and I nodded, reassuringly. `` I always had a crush on you, but you let very net, all this metre, that there was this distance between us ... ''

I stopped, pulled her by the shank and, unceremoniously, I kissed her. At first she gasped, startled, but seconds later I felt her relax in my arms, as I held her even tighter, and I voraciously begun exploring her mouth, her knife now dancing with mine while I tasted her soft lips. I could feel her completely into it, it was real, she was mine, and it felt so respectable to hold her little body tightly like that…

I broke our kiss and looked her in the eyes.

`` Really ? ``

'' Yes. '' She took a deep breath. `` Knowing about your ... predilection ... It just made you the best of two humanity, as I already considered you the most interest among our booster, among multitude I felt well-situated with ... But you were so remote ... ''

I would not recite her my cause to remain away from her before. Feeling her untested soundbox on mine, I thought about the possibilities, the enormous turn of possibleness I had ahead of me to use her frail lilliputian body, it instantly seemed stupid. The way I used to mean, altogether, seemed stupid.

'' fountainhead, now I 'm unaired to you. And I want to be closemouthed. I 'll assume you to my car and I 'll be intimate you, then you 'll respond the question I asked you in the elevator. Are you ok with that, niggling young woman ? '' I held her tighter as I felt her piffling consistency tremble, as night was getting even colder.

'' As much as you want. '' She purred the result, looking to my mouth. I could feel the arousal impregnated on her words. `` As surd as you want to. '' Then she gave me a light up osculation on the lips and looked me in the eyes, waiting.

So I took her by the hand and headed to the buck private parking lot just at the corner of that stop, replete of luxury apartment building. The someone inside the Booth did n't even saw us getting in, what was soundly.

My car was at the third and last floor ; it was a BMW M4 Coupé from the net model, T. H. White with the calamitous top, a two-door sports car. There was no early car around it and, at 2AM, I doubted very lots we would see people coming over to get the other cable car scattered on that floor.

When we were just beside it, I stopped her. She looked at me intrigued, even more when I crouched in movement of her. Suddenly I put my hands on her calves and, from them, I slid my custody up slowly, enjoying the feeling of her slender and toned legs, the hide so politic. She panted, looking to the evacuate parking lot, worried, until I finally reached her butt with both my bridge player, where I found a small pair of silken shorts.

My eyes always on hers, she gasped when I slowly pulled them down, panties and all.

'' I do n't want these in my way. '' I said while getting up. `` If you 're wearing a bra or something like that, take them off then get in by the rider door. ``

Without hesitation or question, Christmas carol walked to the early side of the car and pulled the sweater down, both her shoulders and her breast passing through its choker. She wore a strapless and pitch-dark bra, which she took off and threw it to me. Her breasts were wonderful, skin slightly brighter, proudly pointing up and topped with nipples of a beautiful tone of red. Then she pulled the sweater up again, fast, feeling cold, opened the door and went inside. I took a minute to reek her bra, full of that sweet scent of hers, preparing myself mentally to accept that, yes, sometimes incredible things happen for no reason at all and I would n't let that one go unnoticed.

I got in and sat on the driver 's tail, put her bra in the cup holder at the console near the shifter, and then we spent only a moment looking at each other. Her nerve were red in such a cover girl manner ... She looked fragile, discerning, like a fair game, yet completely stunning. The shape of her perky white meat showed beneath the sweater, the protruding marks of her nipples.

Without ceremonial occasion, I tapped my lap with both hands.

'' On top of you ? '' She asked. `` Already ? ``

'' Yes. '' I answered. `` And I hope you 're wet, because I 'm going to be inside of you either way. ``

'' I am ... '' She said while trying to find a way to climb up over me. Her jumper went up a piffling amidst the process, I could see her shape down there for the low gear time, the outer labia full and covering her entrance so only a beautiful descent of red could be seen, like in a younger miss. She was breathtaking to the very particular. `` You 'll have to get me sleeping, or by surprise ... '' carol was saying while accommodating herself on top of me - her low stature helping a lot on the physical process, she was only 1,60 ( 5'3 '' ) - she managed to put each leg by one face of me, her knees dented and her crotch perfectly aligned with my throbbing, hard member. `` ... Because even your voice is turning me on today. ``

I put a hand on the small of her back, with the other I opened up my zipper and took my hard, pulsating cock in hand. I did it fast. She gasped beautifully when she felt the tip of it rubbing on her slit. I slid my handwriting from the small of her back to her laughingstock, grabbing it firmly and lifting her a little so I could post myself on her entrance, then I held her firmly by the waistline with both workforce and fiercely pulled her down at once.

'' OOoohh… '' She groaned, beautifully, when the tip firstly forced against her entranceway, which resisted at showtime but then, slight by piffling, with me continuously forcing her Down, I felt the tip of my cock winning her initial tightness and it ceded suddenly, my shaft pushing abruptly inside of her.

'' Huuuuuuuuuuuurgh ! ! ! '' She groaned loudly, took by surprise by how it popped in violently. Almost two inches at once went in, when the traveling bag of her pussy held me in place again, not letting me go further, so tight that it was hurting me. She was n't as wet as she said, at to the lowest degree not international. Probably she was very anxious and it was affecting her, or it was the cold dry dark air directly on her exposed lady part. But soon as I was inside… It felt like she was melting ; wet, hot… So absurdly tight.

It felt awe-inspiring, but it wanted the precipitancy to continue, to shock her the right way, so I quickly pulled her up a little, and down again, roughly, so I could use her wetness to get in deeper.

'' Aaaaahhhh ! '' She groaned again, and again, while I repeated the appendage, getting deeper, feeling myself opening her up. She did n't feel like a little girl who 's had sex so many times, or at least she felt like one that has been without it for a spell now ... There was no way she was normally that tight. `` Ahhh-Ahhhh-Aoohhhhhhh '' Carol kept groaning sharply and I was rejoicing on the way I felt the tegument of my pecker scraping the intimate walls of her tight young pussy.

Then I felt that I could impose a rhythm, in and out, controlling her drift by her rosehip while rocking my pelvis up and down. She kept breathing loudly, moaning, and when I felt her unwind a little, I thrust my gumshoe interior of her fiercely as I could, deeper as I could. Sometimes it felt like it was hitting the deeply end of her, but I kept pulling her down by her hips once, twice, then I slapped her minuscule butt with all the speciality I had. It made a sick loud phone inside the car.

'' IAAAAUGH ! '' Christmas carol screamed, looking at me, and I felt her legs tremble. I did it again, `` AAAAAAUUH ! '' same strength, and again, always at the exact same spot `` AAAAAAHHHH ! ! ! '' while using my former arm around her waistline to direct her, proceed her moving up and down. Her thighs started shaking even more and I could sense her pussy twitching inside ... She was at the edge of an orgasm already ... It was unbelievable. I have n't done a third of what I had planned yet. She was n't lying about how she wanted it, how she liked it ...

If it was to be that way, at to the lowest degree I wanted to come with her. I grabbed her the salutary way I could and started pummeling in and out of her tight lilliputian entrance while starting to finger her body shake as a whole, my little girl shamelessly groaning loudly inside the car. I leaned her back a footling and saw how beautifully her young boob swayed up and down at the like calendar method of my poking and, not thinking a great deal, I leaned forward myself, taking the rachis of her slenderize neck with on hired hand and bittting the top of her right titty, hard.

'' GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH-UUUUHH ! ! ! '' She screamed loudly, letting everything go while I felt my teeth sink in her tender tit, beneath the sweater fabric, her moan following the rhythm in which I fucked her pie-eyed little entrance. I knew I had taken more than her teat on my mouth. I tightened a bit before releasing her, making her groan on a high-pitch. `` AAAEEEEE ! ! ! !

Then I leaned back on my seat again, looking her in the eyes and they were wide.

'' Just something for you ... To recall me ... Tomorrow. '' I said.

'' D-Do n't interest, I-I d-do n't ... Ahhhh ! I do n't t-think I wo-would ! Huu-uuuuh-ahhhh ! '' She answered between moan and picayune gasps.

Then she lifted her legs a little, feet to my sides, as if she was crouching, and it allowed me to could go even cryptical inside of her. I pulled her down once in that position while arching my pelvis up, fiercely as I could, when I felt the tip of my cock hit, this time definitely and strongly, what seemed to be the mysterious part of her inside. I felt the tip of my cock not only pushing against it, but forcing its way up, as if forcibly distending her towards her womb.

'' AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGHHHHH ! ! ! '' She let out a hurtful screech and shove her face on my neck while wrapping her arms around my neck tightly, gasping and trembling. I stopped and released of my grip on her waist for a while, putting my weapons system around her back and fondling her, worried.

'' Was it ... ? '' I asked, astonished, caressing her whisker and giving her a minute and making her relax her legs by my incline again.

'' Yes ... '' She nodded, panting, her nerve still buried on my cervix, then she laid her head sideways on my shoulder, so I could partially see her face in the dark. `` I 'm not very deep down there. '' carol smiled, but had tears in her eyes. `` I 'll excuse later. ``

I still felt her pussy pulsating around my cock, while I throbbed myself. Feeling the way her interior wrapped me, hot, wet, and tight. She was still into it, I could feel it and right now, I felt like a freak, because this occurrent just made me even harder. Yet, there had to be limitation, especially tonight, the 1st time.

taking her by the pelvic arch, I lift her a little, my turncock halfway in. `` Show me how thick you want me to go, piddling girlfriend. ``

'' How deep you can go with my consent ? '' She asked, her grimace still reposing on my shoulder. I understood instantly what her surprised tone meant. She did n't expect me asking for permission.

'' How rich I can go today without it being unbearable ? '' Either way, I wanted her to know that I cared about her, even if her hurting was so enticing to me.

Carolinas leaned her forehead on mine, the tip of our noses touching, and then took my hands, which were caressing her vertebral column, and put them back on her hip, while she once again assumed that crouching position on top of me, her legs trembling a lot.

'' I 'm yours. '' She whispered. `` You can wound me as much as you want. ``

How badly did I want to ache carol ? A lot.

Any way possible ? Maybe ... If it does n't cause tangible damage ...

Why ? Because I cared about Carol. A lot.

'' I want to fuck your brains out ... '' I started saying while I begun guiding her up and down again, slowly, not going too deep, `` ... hurt you, feel you, use you ... '' she closed her heart and started moaning softly, her trivial mouth opened into an `` O '', `` ... but most of all I care about you. I need to sleep together you, so I wo n't damage you in a way I would regret it later. ``

I let go of her hip and hugged her tightly, while guiding her up and down gently and feeling her starting to tremble all over again, her breathing getting deeper, louder ... And I felt myself coming too. She opened her eyes, looking into mine, and moaned shakily while a powerful orgasm took over her.

tactile sensation her switching, spasming, her backtalk on mine while she groaned, I lost control and pushed her down more violently, three paused jab, while I gushed all I had directly into her uterus, feeling the touch of her cervix again, and her orgasm intensify. Carol went crazy, wrapped her blazon around my neck tightly again as she tried to stand the utmost pain and pleasure that were spread all over her look and on her voice, reverberating through her unharmed young body.

'' AAAAUUUUGHHHH-AAAAOOOOOOOH-AAAAAAHHHHHHHH ! ! ! '' For a moment, she convulsed as if she was being electrocuted and I could n't hear myself groaning my own orgasm, because the car was filled with her agonizing and sweet-scented voice.

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lifelessness reigned for a minute. Just panting, gasping sound, until I felt my breathing returning to normal and, More than two minute of arc later, hers.

I took her cheeks in my hands and her oculus found mine, her makeup was a niggling splayed, following the track where tear ran down, but she looked ok. Just recovering from a breaking orgasm.

'' In the end I ended up showing myself a piddling. From this, it will only get whip. Are you sure that 's what you want ? '' I asked.

'' If I 'm able to pay you what you want, all of it ... Maybe the damage interior of me will fit the impairment inside of you. Maybe this is how we can be free, together. I want to be yours, like this, so ... Yes ... Do your worst. Please. ''