Forbidden Love Stories

Chapter 2

I Pretend To Be Asleep - Part 2

His rubbing turned into a slightly forceful prodding, between my lips, down to my clit, where he ran his index finger in circles around it.

This caused me to arch my back a bit, letting out a moan. I quickly became aware that everyone in the other rooms was probably still sleeping. The house sounded still.

I had to be quiet. I turned my face into the bed. My back was still arched, so he now had full access to my pussy, but just to ensure that I spread my legs fully apart.

He took that opportunity to place his full palm on my pussy and rub in circles, covering the entirety of it. I'd never felt anything like that before, and the sensation sent me into a frenzy.

I was fully "awake" now. I turned and looked at him, flashing him a shy, devious smile before I turned and faced the mattress again, softly moaning into it, wiggling my hips, letting my pussy call to him.

His hand was drenched from me. He easily slipped two fingers right inside, went right to my G-spot, and went to town. I was doing all I could not to scream out. It felt so unbelievably wrong but right, and good, sexy and secret and wonderful.

light. I felt him slide my shorts down, and I wiggled out of them. He shuffled around

I heard the sounds of a well-lubed cock being played with. The fact that it was my creamy wetness that he

felt him slowly slide himself in. I hadn't seen his cock prior to this, I barely knew the guy! I was certainly going to know him now, that was for

to rub the head of it around the entrance of my pussy as

his cock deep in me. He kept going until all of him was inside, and

inside me, a little harder this time. He grabbed my ass and squeezed, got a good grip with one hand, the other hand up beside

sync, the only noises being my muffled whimpers and moans, and the light "tat tat tat" of his groin meeting my ass cheeks, slapping them

thighs, and then up to my back, finally gripping the back of my neck and I LOVED THAT. I wiggled a little under him, in a positive reaction. He adjusted, so he wasn't putting all his weight on the back of my neck, but kept it there, squeezing

sheets and bed, did a good job of rendering me almost silent, even though I was crying

get a little more rushed, desperate. His, desperate to be as deep inside me, as hard as he could get, and mine, my pussy desperate to milk that thick, wonderful

fill me; I wanted to secretly leak him all day, remembering the way he'd used me.

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