Appetite (18+)

Ch. 5 cont.

He begins to mercilessly drill into my hole that makes sloshing sounds every time he thrusts into me.

One hand is used to hold onto my waist while the other slaps my bottom and rubs over it as I struggle to keep my balance. It's hard when all I want to do is cum, but I hold on as he fills me over and over again.

The opened flaps of his jeans rub against my clit in a harsh but inviting way. This causes me to push back so I can feel it graze me while he grunts below me. I can feel his hot breath against my cold skin.

Every time he attacks my bottom, my little hole opens up and closes in a welcoming manner. It misses the action it was getting just a minute ago. He seems to ignore my need for him to fill it again so I decide try to look back at him.

His eyes are closed as he picks up his pace in search of his own orgasm.

Selfish asshole.

I attempt to push back, but he decides to wrap an arm around my waist in a tight hold and lift himself off his seat to slam into me. This leverage triggers pleasure in me that soon becomes painful. His grunting gets deeper as he sloppily slips deep inside me without concern for the new way he is stretching me. Yet, the fullness makes me enjoy how much it is starting to hurt.

"Please slow down" I moan as my legs begin to quiver. I should tell him to stop but I find twisted delight in knowing he is using me.

"You can take it" he says and leverages himself even higher off the seat. At this point I am bouncing and can feel blood rushing to my head. Im beginning to sweat with the lack of oxygen I'm getting being in this position.

"Let me up" I say and without taking himself out of me, he lifts me so that I hold on to the steering wheel.

He savagely presses his tip into the farthest region of me he can. I can feel my puS$y lips widen and shrink as he goes at it, slipping along my walls with his ridges and veins. His hair tickles my cheeks and highlights how sensitive I am.

I am already starting to feel sore from the movement but have yet to reach my peak. Taking it into my own hands,I lick my fingers and thumb my clit back and forth. It instantly causes me to tighten around him, which I hear him say "fuc&" in response to.

I channel my inner slut and start throwing myself back against him. My lips part as I begin to grind my own rhythm out and feel his balls expand and slap against my slick c*nt. I swivel my hips around trying to hit the spot I need stimulated the most.

"Pull my hair" I demand and he does it. The ache between my legs increases but I won't stop. He sits once again and I grab onto the wheel as I reverse cowgirl. I am pumping him with my body and involuntary tightening as I begin to edge closer.

"About to-" he tries to warn me but he is lost in ecstasy. I feel his balls tighten and stop suddenly.

"You bitch why-" he cries out but then I slam back down just as fast. I can feel him explode into the condom as it warms me up. It is disgusting yet sexy to see how he loses control with his eyes rolling back. You would think he hadn't had sex in a long time. Then here comes me, a piece of ass he couldn't refuse. I wouldn't be surprised if he jacked off to this memory later.

My actions don't stop, which cause him to spasm and curse. It's my turn though, so my fingers relentlessly apply pressure onto my cl^t until I am also screaming my release out. I pull him out as it subsides and glide myself against his skin for the last little shocks I can capture.

"Anytime you need a ride let me know," Joseph says hoarsely. I lean back and give him a cheeky grin.

But I am soon cleaning myself up and thinking about how a certain man wouldn't have made me need to finish myself off...

...

When I'm officially on campus I locate Ben at our usual table in the library. I take my time walking over to him to avoid being obvious, but his eyes are knowing.