Being a teen with a high sex drive is hard, having a boyfriend with an equal amount of pent up sexual tension is harder.
Mark and I have been together for six months and it was difficult my mom would let me go where ever and do whatever.
But Marks mother although loving and kind, didn't really let Mark stay out til 4 am.
So we made adjustments, I would walk to his house which was 2 minutes from mine not even, through my backyard.
He would sneak me in through his basement window, and we would hangout, we haven't gotten caught but we have come close.
As I slipped through his basement window, he gave me a kiss as I landed.
"My mom literally just went to bed," he held my hand.
"Perfect." We slowly and silently walked upstairs.
Finally we got to his room, the red LED let me know what he had planned.
He sat on his bed and opened his arms,
"God I hate being busy all week," he kissed my head as I laid with him.
His moms room was on the other side of the wall, so we were VERY carful not to shake the bed.
He started rubbing my back, his hand moving under my crewneck. Until his hand hit my bra.
He started to fight it until I felt it loosen around me,
"Straight to the point?" I asked
"Right to it," he pushed me on my back.
I started undressing, as did he.
The dim red light leaving little up to the imagination. His muscles were tense, his hand on either side on me.
He leaned in to give me a kiss, this set fireworks off in my stomach, I ran my fingers through his hair.
He snatched a pillow and stuffed it behind the bed to keep it from rocking on the wall.
"Y/n..." he muttered, his fingers dragging down to my heat.
He made shapes and circles on it, I bit my lip,
"Mark..." I whispered.
He lined a finger up, slowly pushing in. I furrowed my brows realizing two fingers were inside of me,
"Shit dude." I groaned as he started pumping them.
My hand reached for him running my hands through his hair.
"Ya like that?" He shoved his fingers in all the way, I sucked air through my teeth. A felt the redness on my face, my body was hot. He started to curl his fingers causing my mouth to fall open.
I was striving to keep myself quiet, he kept pushing then against sensitive spots, my body aching for him to pound me.
"Mark..." I whispered,
"Yes?" He pulled out, I winced at the loss of contact. He put his two fingers in his mouth.
I was practically flooding at the sight, I flipped us.
Grinding on him, his size throbbing under me.
"Y/n, condoms are in the closet..." he huffed.
"I'm not fucking you yet." I started to pick up the pace.
We didn't realize the bed was squeaking until we heard the floorboards. We perked up, I got off Mark staring at him scared and confused. He shooed me in the closet.
He put my clothes under his pillow, as I shut the closet door his door opened.
I peaked through the shutters of the closet. I could see much but mark pretending to sleep.
"I know your not asleep your LEDs are on." Her soft tired voice was the once sound.
Mark surrendered
"Sorry momma, I just wanted to start sleeping with them on it's really good for you." He shifted in his bed,
"It's alright sweetie just stop doing...whatever you are doing to be so loud." She yawned mid sentence then walked in the room I could see her now.
I was panicked, "can I invite Y/n over tomorrow?" He asked as she sat on his bed.
"Of course! You know I love that girl!" She kissed his head.
"Thanks momma I'm sorry for waking you up." She just smiled accepting his apology walking out. I waited for a moment as did mark. I shuffled through his underwear drawer to get the condom box. I pulled out a condom and put the corner in my mouth so it hung there.
When the closet door slide open, he was red in the face.
"That was too close," he held my hips,
He pulled the condom from my mouth.
"But the rush was incredible," he bit his lip.
He lifted taking me out of the closet, setting me on his desk. The grinding was unbearable, he starting to kiss down my neck on my collar bone.
I glanced at the door seeing it was closed and we were fine.
He broke the condom wrapped open.
"Y/n..." he huffed, I watching his hand stroke down himself applying the thin latex.
I bit my lip, watching him continue to stroke himself for awhile.
"Don't leave me hanging..." I muttered he started to line up, we head the floor boards creek again, I whined and jumped down.
We waited for a moment and nothing happened. Assuming it was just the house he bent me over his desk.
His handover my mouth, sliding inside me I whined. He was big, not like Wattpad-story-16-inches-12-diameter bullshit.
But she could fill me up, I let out breathy moans against his hands, my nails digging into his desk.
He started to thrust, his hand tightening. My eyes rolled back. This position hit all different spots he has never hit before.
"Fuck..." he groaned, all you could hear was skin slapping, it felt so good. He then took his hand off my mouth. Grabbing my hips instead, he pulled out pretty far. Until he slammed back into me, I gasped he grabbed a chunk of my hair pulling it back.
"Shut the fuck up." He had worry laced on his voice.
"I can't..." I whined, he continued to slam into me.
"Harder..." I moaned trying to stay quiet. He gave up on speed pulling out then using his full force to crash into me.
The grip on my hair tightened. My legs started shaking, and a friendly feeling bubbles in my stomach.
"Mark..." I glanced back at him,
"Me too..." he was becoming sloppy.
He pressed in one last time, the filling sensation sent me over and I let out a moan while covering his thighs in my cum. He pulled out, I saw the filled condom.
"I love you," he groaned still holding my hips but letting me turn around.
Then, it happened we heard his mother down the hall, he jumped into bed and I dove for the floor, sliding under the bed.
The door slid open I peaked to see manly legs, it was his brother.
"Is Y/n here?" He asked,
"No?" Marks husky voice muttered into the dim room.
"K, can you watch porn a little quieter?" He sounded annoyed Mark agreed and apologized he left the room.
I poked my head out to be met with my clothes to the face.
"That was close..." he whispered I nodded and started to put my clothes on.
"I should get going before we gain more visits."
"Yeah, and you can come over tomorrow," he kissed my cheek. As he was walking me out we got to the basement stairs to see his brother standing at the bottom.
"I knew it." He smiled, marks face went cold,
"I-"
"Don't worry, I just needed to know I was right," he put his hands up,
"Get home safely," he smiled at me. Then took his leave.
"We have to be silent next time," he helped me get out the window.
"Text me?" I asked climbing out.
"Right away."
"I love you!" I waved sneaking through his backyard.
"I love you too!" He whispered then closed the window.
