Coffee Mess

Turned On

"Alright, that's enough!" My dad barks, coming running, obviously having heard the slap

"If you think you can come in my house and call me a bitch, you're either really arrogant or just plain asshole"

"Sandra, enough!" my dad insists, grabbing my arm

"No, no. Let her get it all out. The boundaries are crossed already anyway" Ian says, looking like he really enjoys what's happening.

"You wanna hear it?" I ask, ready to spit some harsh truths

"Oh, please" he says, crossing his arms in front of his chest

"Here it is: Just because you look like a God and have a big dick, with which you managed to fuck me this morning, you think you have the right to play the savior, the man who can scare every other guy shitless just with one look, the macho man every woman wants but can't have. Hell, you even think you have the right to come to my house and call me a bitch. Newsflash, big guy, I'm not like the girls you've met; I won't bow to you. I won't ask for your protection or your help. I won't reward you by licking your balls and sucking your dick. I've been around men with physical and other kinds of power since I was 2, and one thing I learned, is that whoever tries to show their power, is in reality weak. Having money and physical strength is nothing if your spirit is weak. If you have nothing else to show for, nothing more profound, then your power is useless. And, of course, men who are like that, try to find people who get glamoured by said power and are ready to bow to them. Well, I'm not like that. I won't have your dick or your money as a temple"

"I never asked you, Sandra..." he replies calmly, but like it's the calm before the storm

"Good, because you would just waste your time..." I say and he chuckles

"Mr. Williams, I must ask you to leave us alone..." he finally says, taking his jacket off, putting it on the couch, and then he rolls up his sleeves

"Why?" My dad asks him confused and lost from our altercation and what came out of my mouth

"Because, respectfully, I'm going to fuck your daughter"

"Excuse me?" My dad asks him with a raised eyebrow, looking offended

"I'm with him on that. What makes you think I'll let you fuck me?" I ask, not being able to believe what he just said

"Oh, come on, we both know u're so turned on right now" there's a playful grin on his face and a spark in his eye. He's a masochist for sure. And I'm one too, because he's right

"Ok, I'm definitely out" my dad says and just walks out of the house

"You have a big idea of yourself, huh?"

"Tell me I'm wrong about you being turned on by our altercation and I'll leave" he answers, but I'm unable to say it because it'd be a lie

"I told you I got my period..." I deflect

"Doesn't bother me, does it bother you?"

"Not per se..."

"Are you in pain right now?"

"No..." I answer, after I think about it for a sec

"That's your endorphins running through your body"

"So, let me get it straight. I told you all those things, I slapped you and after that you want to have sex with me while I'm on my period?"

"That's about right" he says casually

"U're sick..."

"I'm also not very patient, do you want to have sex or not?"

"I do, I just haven't done it before and I don't know how to proceed"

"Do you have a big black towel? Or dark blue?"

"I have a deep red one"

"Of course u do...Anyway, it works fine. Just give it to me, show me to your room and then go remove your pad, tampon, menstrual cup, whatever u have"

"Are you sure about that?"

"I am, yeah, but if you feel uncomfortable or self-consious, we can drop it"

"No no, I always wanted to try, I just never had the courage to ask"

"Now you got me..." he says and after I think about it one more time, I tell him to follow me

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"Ok, I'm ready" I say, walking in the room like it's my first time, closing the door behind me

"Look at you all shy again" he says teasingly, taking his pants off

"Shut up, don't make it harder"

"I'm sorry...come on, lay down" 

"Did you find the condoms?" I ask, laying down on my back

"Yep, I have one right here" he says, taking his boxers off and then he puts it on

"Ok...can I ask you something, though?"

"Of course!"

"Can we start by making out? I mean, I know you're not all pro, but I need something to make me a little looser. It feels like I'm a virgin again and I need something to get me started..." I ask him shyly and then bite my bottom lip

"Ok, sure" he says without thinking about it much

"Really?"

"Yes. I know it feels uncomfortable and that I should make it enjoyable for you too"

"Thank you, it means a lot" I say and he smiles at me, before laying next to me.

I turn on my side and lean in to kiss him, looking at him, with my hand on his chest. He puts his hand on the back of my head and pulls me closer. When our lips meet, I finally close my eyes and start kissing him slowly, but deeply. He lets his hand slip to my neck and shoulder, to my back and all the way down to my ass, which he squeezes. As things start hitting up, I feel him pulling away.

"Is this position comfortable?" he asks on my lips

"Not really..."

"That's what I thought. Turn to your other side" he says and I do it, even though I liked us kissing

"Lay completely on your side, not on your arm" he instructs me and when I do it, he lifts my top leg and pushes himself inside me slowly

"Son of a bitch that feels good" I exclaim, feeling like lightning just struck me

"It gets better" he says to my ear, as he starts moving, slowly at first

I close my eyes and do my head back, trying to understand why it feels so good. Soon, he starts going a little faster and does my hair to the side, kissing my neck. I grab the sheets with one hand and with the other his head, as I moan deeply and loudly. He puts his hand on my hips, sliding it to my abdomen and then he rises it to my chest, taking one of my breast in his palm. 

"Do your breasts hurt?"

"No" I exclaim, louder than I intended, putting my hand on his, making him squeeze it

"Yes! Oh my fucking God, yes!" I shout, as he goes full speed.

When I'm close, the noises I make are uncontrollable and high pitched, while my head is dropped backwards, and I dig the nails of my one hand on his thigh, with my whole body shaking. Him not stopping even for a second after my orgasm ends, plus his groans close to my ear, make matters worse. Until he cums, only a few moments later, I have managed to orgasm again, nearly as hard as before, still making high pitched and loud sounds.