Nathan:
I closed the book and the thought of the day made me hard. I got so hard that it got tight in my pants. I stood on the pain plagued me but I had to see Kalea.
She stood downstairs in the kitchen, wearing a tight t-shirt and jogging pants from me. Really sharp. Her curves were emphasized and that in a way that made my black so hard that it pulsed. Fuck.
"I told you to stay down," she said and I playfully rolled my eyes. "I don't want to lie down" Slowly my cock was already hurting. I had to do something but of course I couldn't just fuck her even if I would like to do it.
I'll start them. Then she finally turned to me. "Tell me... what do you think if we have a movie night today?" She asked me and handed me a cup. "Your coffee. I know it's later than you wanted but there" her smile was so sweet but I just couldn't take it anymore. "Thank you" I put down the coffee and then went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom I jerked off. My cock was so hard and plump that it already hurt. Then out of nowhere came Kalea in. "Everything... oh my God." she turned away and I pulled up my pants. "What to?" "Sorry I didn't want to burst in... i-ch uh" She stuttered continuously and I had a grin on my face. "All good... I mean you've seen my dick anyway." I didn't know if it was inappropriate to make this joke, but I did it.
She turned back to me. "Tell me, have you heard anything about decency?" I had to smile at her words. I slowly walked up to her. "kal..." my voice was soft. "Nath... I-I'm sorry"
"What are you sorry about?"
"All this... your brother, Ian and that I'm not the way you want me to be..." Her voice so quiet and clear. This time without stuttering.
"Don't be sorry... you didn't do anything wrong." She doesn't smile for a second. She took a step towards me. I walked slowly towards her until I was only a few centimeters away from her. I was a head taller than her so I looked down at her and she looked up at me.
I kissed her and to my surprise she didn't push me away but replied. I pressed her against the wall and the kisses became more intense. My tongue pushed into her mouth and fuck she could kiss well.
My body presses against her and she noticed my bump. But she didn't stop kissing me. My hands were on her hips and her arms were wrapped around my neck. I lifted her up and her legs sling around my hips.
I walked with her to the couch and leaned her. My hand went into her pants, she arched her back. A small moan escaped her lips. My fingers ran over her kizler and beautified me in the ear I kissed her neck, I sucked myself on her neck. My fingers ran over her kizler over and over again. But she wasn't really wet yet.
I took my hand out of my pants and put my fingers in my mouth. My desire for her so great, the fear so small. I collected the spit on my finger and went back into her pants with my hand. My hand rubbed faster over her kizler. I then deeply put two fingers in her wet pussy.
She screamed, not with pleasure from fear and pain. But I couldn't stop. What I would do with her.
I didn't stop, I pushed my fingers into her again and again and harder. "Please... stop," she said with tears in her eyes. She was sweating and her voice was full of fear. I pulled her pants down then me. I placed my cock in front of her pussy. and rubbed it over her. "Mhh" it came from me. Then I thrust hard into her. She screamed again. I fucked her, then I pulled my cock up again and thrust hard into her again. "Mhh fuck yeah!" I groaned.
I just realized how much I hurt her. Fuck.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy. But this time I didn't push into her again but stood up and put my pants back on. She looked at me in fear and a tear ran down her face. "Kal... it- I'm sorry," I said with remorse in my voice. I saw that she was bleeding. "Fuck... Kalea you.. you're bleeding." now I was worried. Did I hurt her that badly? Apparently. Or had I even taken away her virginity? Fuck, I didn't mean to hurt her. God I was controlled by my cock. How could I be such a dick thinker?
"Kal..." she sat on the couch, turning her face away from me. I knew I was exaggerating now. I should protect her from Ian because I raped her. How could you be so stupid? Now I deserved it at the latest that she hated me. "Kal... please. Talk to me."
"Fuck off! I never want to see you again. Let me go!" She screamed at me, she cried and her voice trembled. "Ok... if you want you can go, but Kalea... this is going to be dangerous. Ian and Leon want you both. It's too dangerous! But if you really want that then ok..." My voice was tense. She took her pants and went to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
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