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*I'm not a indigen English speaker, so there may be fault within the school text. If anyone is kind enough to point them out to me so I can correct them, I'll be very grateful.

**All the persona in this story are over 18 years old.

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Love Hurts

'' Really, Alex. organism true. I ... '' She blushed beautifully and looked down, ashamed, but the drinking seemed to have given her the courage 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 headway was messing with me. I was considerably drunk too, but what Carol was saying was just too hard to believe.

I was n't only talking about sex with Carolina, I was talking about submission, sadomasochism, about limit ... With Christmas carol ! She came out of nowhere and asked if I was familiar with it, then asked how a mortal knows she is into it ... It just became the more unexpected and pleasurable conversation I had in a foresighted, long time.

She was the youngest of my grouping of booster, something like our mascot. Always cute, sweet, clever ... I had a puppy love on her since the first time I saw her, but I never thought it would be possible, for me, to have something with her. First because I had almost twice her age. She was eighteen ; I was thirty-two, almost thirty-three ... Not only that, the timing was always unspeakable. I 've known her for a little more than a year now and we were never unmarried at the same time.

Alcohol was making her talk of the town to me about what she certainly would n't on normal stipulation, or it was giving her confidence enough to say the things she already wanted, but had no courage to. Obviously, I would enjoy it the best I could, for more than surprised that I could be.

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

She laughed, `` You know ... Slapping the girl 's tooshie ... Pulling her hair ... That guy Ronny I dated a couple months ago, he used to buy the farm me while doing it… '' Christmas carol said that last part in a lower tonus, then looked to me, as if to break down my response. I was gaping. `` What ! ? '' She softly punched my arm.

Naturally happens and chocking, words I would never wait in the same conviction. And coming from seraphic little Christmas carol, no other ! What, suddenly the universe decided to go as waste as I 'd require it to ?

Carolinas was a petite young woman of Brazilian-Italian extraction who looked even youthful than she actually was, with a lovely nerve, luminosity brown middle and haircloth, that fell wavy over her shoulders, back and forehead, that live part cut as a fringe that sometimes made her feeling like a dame. 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 perky Pres Young girl 's breasts that fitted her perfectly - something I was completely into. She also had a thin waist and considerably wide pelvis that matched with her cordiform and pissed bottom, as I have only seen in Brazilian missy. Her skin always looked lightly sun-kissed, like it was perpetually warm and tender, just like her voice, like her part. Everything in her was enthralling to me.

Tonight she looked especially cute, wearing a recollective and large ocher sweater, which wide neckband - pulled to the right - left showing that side 's shoulder, the farseeing arm covered her arm to the tip of her finger's breadth and its body 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 annulus. She loved skirts, and dresses, especially dismount ones. Or because of that erotic love, she was wearing the recollective perspirer and panties only… It was something to imagine.

'' Nothing, I just would n't expect chocking to be categorized as a rule matter to do. '' I answered, no more gaping.

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

'' You can imagine why it is intemperately to think, right ? '' I asked. `` You 're one of the angelic someone I 've ever known. ``

'' Oh, certain, because you look like the unhinged person ! Ever ! '' She laughed, mocking me. `` I know you 're into the S & M thing, ok ? ''

'' What ? ... Ok. No one would have sex I 'm into this sort of matter. '' She knew ! Another surprise. I felt like asking her how, but we had at least three shared friends that knew and I did n't want to make this conversation about them. `` Just like no one ever knew I was into warlike liberal arts, or rock ... ''

'' Or motorcycle. '' She added, nodding. `` You look nerdy at first peck. ``

'' At initiative, at second ... '' I laughed, pouring to a greater extent bourbon into my glassful and checking on her drink, but half of it was still there. It was the second… Or the third gear one if Marcus had also prepared her one. I was n't sure.

'' At tierce looking, I tell you, I saw you that day at the consortium. After that, I was convinced you were the fittest, More muscular swot I had ever seen. At fourth, I saw you on your bike 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 cause noticed me like that. `` Maybe it 's the glasses. ``

We were at the balcony of Marcus'apartment, 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 party, or through messages on the earpiece, but never like this, never so intimately. The former guys were all so drunk that they fell asleep, except for Marcus, who was still trying to deal her date to bed in an incessant blabbering that was what drove me and carol outside.

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

I dated for eight years and when it was over, I had known Carolinas for only four months. She came to the chemical group dating Daniel, one of our friends. When five month later he had to move to another state while working for the United States Navy, we kept her around. It seemed like the correct thing to do, even if she was so much young than we were. More than to fend off not being fair to her, we kept her around because she just seemed to belong within our group of ally, she was n't one of those bubbly, dumb teen. There was a depth to her. An old psyche, my mother would say.

When that happened, Book of the Prophet Daniel went away and she was single, I was seeing one of the sales illustration of one of my ship's company 's node. When that was over, she dated an idiot named Ronny for a short prison term and followed up with the boy she is now, a photographer named Juan, some sort of Latino character taken directly from a soap opera who, unbelievably, was able to captivate her somehow ... Anyway, it was always like that.

Not that I had any expected value or thought that it would be a good matter, to go out with her or escort her. I just happened to like everything about her, so I admired her, always tried to be a beneficial friend. Like an older pal - a brother that would always admire her when she showed up, yes, but I was not actually her Brother, so there was nada creepy about it. Carolinas was here by herself, doing college for two class 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 theatrical role on everything that happened… She liked to be taken roughly and chocked. What the hell.

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

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

The dubiousness simply formed in my head, since she talked in what seemed to be a so experienced way, but I have n't thought it through, if our talk was restricted to that specific subject or if I could ask affair that personal, if we were having a heart-to-heart of sorts ... I looked at her, pondering if I needed to tell her she did n't ask to serve that ... But Christmas 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 historic period, but he was just like you now, 'she 's so sweet, she ca n't be thinking about sex already''' she sighed. `` Then one day I caught the idiot masturbating to a picture of me wearing the swimwear I wore at school ... ''

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

'' Yeeeeees ! ! ! '' She prolonged the Holy Writ 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 opine 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, to a greater extent than he could ever imagine, and I had sex with him. '' She explained, always sounding so composure, like aught, ever, could be a problem to her.

I also noted that it was the second sentence she compared me to that boy. Ok, Christmas carol, you are a sugariness fiddling girl that has intense sexual urge, noted.

It was inevitable trying to escape the mental imagery of a fifteen-year-old carol having sex for the first time, having to reassure her boyfriend that it was ok to give birth her, giving herself to him like that. Lucky bastard.

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

'' Yes, I liked it a lot, straight away. The propinquity, the way I felt vulnerable, even the way it hurt ... '' She looked at me again after saying that cobbler's last component, 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 scene, the boy getting inside of her virgin petty 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 Saame time ... the Nazarene. Lascivious since young and a natural masochist, Carol ? Tiny, delicate, lovely carol ?

'' And how was it afterwards ? '' I asked, not able to take my eyes off her anymore.

She probably understood it was n't at all a jar to me, her Book of Revelation. In fact, I was amazed and I was trying my best to show her that. More than that, I wanted my every face to say : go on, you 're safe with me, enjoin me more. Gladly, it seemed to work.

'' I lost interest. I did n't know why exactly but, we had sex twice after that and I did n't palpate the same way. He treated me very gently ... I felt like an retard for not giving him credit for that. For a long time I felt like I was some kind of harlot for wanting him to process 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 regretful manner. `` After that I had sex just a few times. Your booster 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 cool experience, anyway, and he introduced me to you guys ... Even though I do n't exactly live how you guys could be ally. Anyway, it was desirable the two times he came alone and he did n't give a clue on how to make me get there, or had any interest in doing so… Sad, really sad. '' She ended the sentence in a light, joking tone, when she noticed it was getting to serious or, as she said, too sad.

I laughed out gimcrack and shook my head. `` People you know while growing up and that just stays there with you ... That was the case with Book of the Prophet Daniel. Actually, it is the same with Marcus, too. I do n't really have much in common with those two anymore but, they are my champion. There 's not a good deal I can do. But Danny brought you to us, cheer to that. '' I said and we touched our glasses, making a clink.

'' Yes. And the timing could n't be near. I was starting to finger really depressed here. Working and studying in a new town and the ally my age I made here were ... God, they were so dumb, so shoal ... Anyway. '' She drunk a little more. `` Then I met Ronny, which I already told you how he used to address me on bed ... It was the outdo sex I ever had, but he was n't like that only in bed. He was an idiot. A real, huge, idiot. So I convinced myself that I could n't have got the two things, someone I could swear, 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 understand where I wanted to go, sex-wise ... ''

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

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

'' What ? '' She sounded really surprised.

'' Giving yourself to soul like that, like this guy. '' I said honestly and I showed it through the chroma of my words, even though I tried my in effect not to sound pissed off when I eventually started talking. The thought of mortal hurting her 'the wrong way'was unnerving. She was so sure enough that he would be a job that she did n't suffer the problem of introducing him to us. She knew we would discourage her, I would warn her. She knew he would eventually end up hurting her in a way she would n't enjoy, it did n't matter if it would be her body, her worked up, her intellect, her life-time ... `` He could induce hurt you in a way you would n't care. Some mass do n't bed how to assort matter, to sympathise that the way you give yourself is something he needs to cherish, to be grateful, even if that gratefulness mainly translates in violence, in control, its his responsibleness to select care of you. Caring about you has to be on top of any former affair, it has to be his priority. Even if it has submission and pain into it, it is a relationship, a mass with two ends. He can end up controlling every single aspect of your living, if you are completely subservient and, to be that vulnerable to someone, you have to trust that mortal to do so, or else it can get really, really grave. ``

Carol just listened to me intently.

I readied myself to hold open going, generate her a very good voice communication. I was about to differentiate her that she did n't need to feel that way, she had so much time ahead of her, so young, ingenious and gorgeous, that some lucky shit would eventually end up understanding her and he would fuck the netherworld out of her, bring her to the extreme she thinks she 'll like and take care of her ... But then ...

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

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

'' When I first met you guys, you were in that almost marriage with Leda. She was very nice to me, the first one to deal me like an adult back then. If it was n't for her, maybe you guys would n't even like me now, because she was the one who put me in the conversations. Anyway, we were talking about you guy wire and the guys that were with Patricia and Diana back then. That 's when she said that, when you guys first started 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 have to be grateful to that woman.

'' She used it as a defense right after telling the girls you were awesome in bed. I think she felt frightened when both Diana and Patricia, your female best friends, widened their eyes at her announcement. So she went all 'but he had this freakish taste of liking to suffer miss, leather things, candles, whips and all sort of scary stuff ...'trying to affright the girls. '' 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 wraith of Gray stuff'a spell ago ... '' I concluded, laughing.

'' Yes, it was her. When the other miss started asking how she handled living with you, she changed her speech, saying that you changed from the moment you guys started dating. Like she had variety of straightened you up. But she also said that she thought you were never completely over it, like she felt she would turn a loss 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 sort of things. enough to spoil all my former relationships ... Or what would become relationship. In that thing, really, Leda saved me. I was so involve with her accepting what I was and including me on her big family - something that I never had - that I really changed the way I saw and experienced matter. Even the fact I was a successful executive today, in a way, it was Leda. However, that former component of me, even if buried, deep, it was still a voice of me. It was as if I had that monster, lurking on the bound of my scruples for all those years.

'' She did n't postulate somebody 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 patch, 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 obliterate completely my interest on her. `` ... And I know I 'm with Juan but ... I can break 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 ... ''

'' Christmas carol ... '' My heart was beating like crazy. It was the most unexpected thing ever ! Carolina thought process I was too much for her ! I tried to stop her, but she did n't let me.

'' Alex, wait, just ... '' She looked me in the eyes again, Sweet Christmas carol, with her thick-skulled lash and her beautiful little mouth, with those plump red brim. `` ... You can do whatever you want to me. Anything, just -- ''

I covered her oral fissure with my manus and she stopped talking, throwing me an indignant look.

'' waiting. '' I said, almost a whispering, and I looked inside the apartment in a way she would follow. Marcus was crossing the keep elbow room with his date, checking on the multitude lying on the couch and over the rug to see if anyone was awake. He would find us there and he would talk sempiternal shit. Everyone would think we had something before we even had the opportunity. Marcus was like that. `` Follow my lead and we will go forward this conversation if you want. ``

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

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

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

I shook my head. `` I 'll buy some cigarettes and maybe I 'll render, but Carol is in no anatomy to stick around. '' I tightened my travelling bag on her mitt and she beautifully followed my lead, holding my arm against her chest as to not fall and kept looking down, as if she was n't even hearing the conversation, looking sot as hell.

He raised an eyebrow, `` You 're smoking again ? What the pit, man. But ok, take it back and I 'll smoke with you, alright ? Go get the babe girl home plate. Next time do n't let her that sot, unless you want to ... '' He scoffed, or tried to, when he noticed the scowl on my typeface. carol tightened the handgrip on my hand. I thought, yes, Carol, he is a jerk. Lucky her she never got snug to him, she was always more closely to Patricia and Diana, even Izaac, but not Marcus and all his act of still being that nice but uptight guy from luxuriously school.

'' See ya, man. Bye, Melissa. '' Almost wished her beneficial circumstances, but I held my horse - 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 floor and we got in. I looked at her and she was lost in thought and seemed somewhat sad. She thought I had used Marcus as an excuse to turn her down. I had interrupted her at the middle of her language, and God knows how much courage she had to gather to say what she said to me, taking in consideration that she never, ever, showed any hint of her orientation, of her interest in me ... By the perverse, if mortal asked me before tonight I 'd say Christmas carol looked like the kind of fille who 'd be horrified by something aggressive like that and ... For Christ 's interest ...

Carol had an pursuit in me. At the end, I was the favourable bastard !

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

I took the tip of her Chin with my index finger and thumb and carefully lifted her face so she would look at me, taking her out of the succession of bad thoughts she seemed to be having, but the sad face remained. At least until I started talking.

'' I need to roll in the hay how you want this to happen. '' I said.

'' What do you signify ? '' anticipation overflowed on her parole, her middle wide open.

'' We can try, but I need to have intercourse 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 need to be my slavish ? It would outperform what we do in bed ; it would be more than a sex-related relationship only. What are your mentation ? '' I had the time to ask, as explanative as I could and it was the demand prison term the elevator took to reach the primer coat floor.

Then, before she could answer, I led her by the hired man through the lobby of the building and into the street, heading to my car. When we reached the sidewalk, she talked, at the precise sentence another of those blast of cold Nox air hit us and she hugged my arm in a very, very nice way, my triceps between her breasts, one of her hands on my elbow and the early pressed my forearm firmly on her lower belly.

`` I 'm ... I ... I do n't know 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 make the best of it, promise. ``

'' So you 'd like me to get direct to the point. '' She half stated, half asked me, and I nodded, reassuringly. `` I always had a press on you, but you let very clear, all this meter, that there was this space between us ... ''

I stopped, pulled her by the waist and, unceremoniously, I kissed her. At world-class 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 tongue now dancing with mine while I tasted her soft lips. I could feel her completely into it, it was existent, she was mine, and it felt so serious to carry her slight physical structure tightly like that…

I broke our kiss and looked her in the eyes.

`` Really ? ``

'' Yes. '' She took a deep breath. `` Knowing about your ... preference ... It just made you the undecomposed of two worlds, as I already considered you the most interesting among our admirer, among people I felt comfortable with ... But you were so aloof ... ''

I would not tell her my understanding to stay away from her before. Feeling her young consistence on mine, I thought about the possibilities, the enormous figure of possibilities I had ahead of me to use her ticklish little trunk, it instantly seemed stupid. The way I used to think, altogether, seemed stupid.

'' Well, now I 'm shut down to you. And I want to be closer. I 'll deal you to my car and I 'll fuck you, then you 'll answer the doubt I asked you in the elevator. Are you ok with that, little girlfriend ? '' I held her tighter as I felt her lilliputian consistency tremble, as night was getting even colder.

'' As much as you want. '' She purred the result, looking to my backtalk. I could feel the arousal impregnated on her words. `` As difficult as you want to. '' Then she gave me a low-cal kiss on the lips and looked me in the eyes, waiting.

So I took her by the hired man and headed to the common soldier parking lot just at the corner of that block, full of sumptuosity apartment buildings. The individual inside the cubicle did n't even saw us getting in, what was good.

My car was at the tierce and last storey ; it was a BMW M4 Coupé from the endure theoretical account, gabardine with the black top, a two-door sport car. There was no early car around it and, at 2AM, I doubted very much we would see people coming over to get the other cars scattered on that floor.

When we were just beside it, I stopped her. She looked at me intrigued, even more when I crouched in front of her. Suddenly I put my hands on her sura and, from them, I slid my hands up slowly, enjoying the feeling of her slender and toned legs, the skin so smooth. She panted, looking to the empty parking lot, worried, until I finally reached her bottom with both my hands, where I found a small pair of sleek shorts.

My eyes always on hers, she gasped when I slowly pulled them down, step-in 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, demand them off then get in by the passengers door. ``

Without reluctance or interrogative, carol walked to the other side of the car and pulled the sweater down, both her shoulders and her breast passing through its neckband. She wore a strapless and black bra, which she took off and threw it to me. Her white meat 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 sense her bra, replete of that sweet scent of hers, preparing myself mentally to go for that, yes, sometimes incredible thing happen for no understanding at all and I would n't let that one pass unnoticed.

I got in and sat on the driver 's hind end, 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 cheeks were red in such a lovely manner ... She looked fragile, apprehensive, like a fair game, yet completely stunning. The contour of her perky breasts showed beneath the perspirer, the protruding patsy of her nipples.

Without ceremony, 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 rise over me. Her sweater went up a petty amidst the process, I could see her SHAPE down there for the first time, the outer labia full and covering her ingress so only a beautiful line of red could be seen, like in a unseasoned lady friend. She was breathtaking to the very detail. `` You 'll ingest to get me sleeping, or by surprise ... '' Christmas carol was saying while accommodating herself on top of me - her low stature helping a lot on the process, she was only 1,60 ( 5'3 '' ) - she managed to put each leg by one position of me, her knees bent and her crotch perfectly aligned with my throbbing, grueling penis. `` ... Because even your vocalism is turning me on today. ``

I put a hired hand on the small of her back, with the early I opened up my zipper and took my operose, pulsating cock in helping hand. I did it fast. She gasped beautifully when she felt the tip of it rubbing on her pussycat. I slid my hand from the pocket-sized of her back to her butt, grabbing it firmly and lifting her a piddling so I could position myself on her entrance, then I held her firmly by the waist with both custody and fiercely pulled her down at once.

'' OOoohh… '' She groaned, beautifully, when the tip firstly forced against her entrance, which resisted at 1st but then, little by small, with me continuously forcing her down, I felt the tip of my cock winning her initial concentration and it ceded suddenly, my cock 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 grip of her twat held me in position again, not letting me go further, so crocked that it was hurting me. She was n't as wet as she said, at least not out of doors. Probably she was very nervous and it was affecting her, or it was the inhuman dry night air directly on her exposed lady parts. But soon as I was inside… It felt like she was melting ; wet, hot… So absurdly tight.

It felt beat, but it wanted the brusqueness to extend, to shock her the proper 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 operation, getting thick, feeling myself opening her up. She did n't experience like a girl who 's had sex so many multiplication, or at least she felt like one that has been without it for a while 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 skin of my dick scraping the interior walls of her tight unseasoned pussy.

Then I felt that I could visit a speech rhythm, in and out, controlling her motility by her hips while rocking my pelvis up and down. She kept breathing loudly, moaning, and when I felt her relax a footling, I thrust my tool inside of her fiercely as I could, deeper as I could. Sometimes it felt like it was hitting the deep end of her, but I kept pulling her down by her rosehip once, twice, then I slapped her little butt with all the durability I had. It made a wild loud speech sound inside the car.

'' IAAAAUGH ! '' Christmas carol screamed, looking at me, and I felt her legs shake. I did it again, `` AAAAAAUUH ! '' same strength, and again, always at the accurate Same spot `` AAAAAAHHHH ! ! ! '' while using my former arm around her waist to guide her, retain her moving up and down. Her thighs started shaking even more and I could feel her pussy twitch inside ... She was at the sharpness of an climax already ... It was unconvincing. I have n't done a third base 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 derive with her. I grabbed her the easily way I could and started pummeling in and out of her tight little incoming while starting to find her soundbox judder as a unit, my niggling girl shamelessly groaning loudly inside the car. I leaned her back a little and saw how beautifully her Loretta Young bosom swayed up and down at the same rhythm of my stab and, not thinking lots, I leaned forward myself, taking the spine of her thin neck with on hand and bittting the top of her in good order bosom, hard.

'' GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH-UUUUHH ! ! ! '' She screamed loudly, letting everything go while I felt my teeth sink in her tender tit, beneath the sweater cloth, her groan following the speech rhythm in which I fucked her tight little incoming. I knew I had taken more than her nipple on my oral fissure. I tightened a bit before releasing her, making her groan on a high-pitch. `` AAAEEEEE ! ! ! !

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

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

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

Then she lifted her legs a little, metrical unit to my sides, as if she was crouching, and it allowed me to could go even cryptic inside of her. I pulled her down once in that posture while arching my pelvis up, fiercely as I could, when I felt the tip of my cock hit, this meter definitely and strongly, what seemed to be the deepest part of her insides. 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 screeching and shove her face on my cervix while wrapping her arm around my neck tightly, gasping and trembling. I stopped and released of my grip on her waist for a spell, putting my arm around her backbone and hugging her, worried.

'' Was it ... ? '' I asked, astonished, caressing her tomentum and giving her a moment and making her relax her legs by my slope again.

'' Yes ... '' She nodded, panting, her face still buried on my neck, then she laid her head sideways on my shoulder, so I could partially see her face in the shadow. `` 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 giant, because this happening just made me even harder. Yet, there had to be limits, especially this evening, the offset time.

Taking her by the pelvic arch, I lift her a little, my cock halfway in. `` display me how deep you want me to go, petty girl. ``

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

'' How thick I can go today without it being intolerable ? '' Either way, I wanted her to be intimate that I cared about her, even if her pain was so enticing to me.

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

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

How badly did I want to hurt Carol ? A lot.

Any way potential ? Maybe ... If it does n't cause actual scathe ...

Why ? Because I cared about carol. A lot.

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

I let go of her pelvic girdle 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 climax took over her.

Feeling her switching, spasming, her lips on mine while she groaned, I lost control and pushed her down more violently, three intermit poke, while I gushed all I had directly into her womb, feeling the contact of her cervix again, and her orgasm step up. Carol went unhinged, wrapped her arms around my neck tightly again as she tried to stand the uttermost pain and pleasure that were spread all over her fount and on her voice, reverberating through her solid Brigham 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 voice.

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Stillness reigned for a moment. Just heaving, gasping sounds, until I felt my breathing returning to normal and, to a greater extent than two minutes later, hers.

I took her cheeks in my hired hand and her eyes found mine, her makeup was a short splayed, following the path where tears ran down, but she looked ok. Just recovering from a breaking orgasm.

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

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