Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

One Little Moan: 7

That was when the first orgasm hit Taylor. "Oh fuckkkkk... Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." she swore, even though she hated doing that, "I... you need to stop... I'm... I... Ohhhhhhh..." she stammered, before the sensations coming from her body short circuited her poor abused mind. It was too much, and it had come almost from nowhere. One second the raw pain of the experience had been keeping her from enjoying it properly, and then only a few seconds later it was gone, and she was drowning only in the pleasure it left behind.

"That's right Taylor," Kevin encouraged her, "Cum on my dick. I always knew you could be a little slut with the right encouragement. Who knew that all you needed was six inches and a minute or two to ride them."

She wanted to respond, to tell him how wrong he was. That this wasn't who she was and she wanted him to stop. Instead all she could manage to do was moan "Nhh-Noooooo..." as he continued to fuck her in long deep strokes that were as relentless and irresistible as the sensations they inspired in her.

properly I'm going to have to teach

desk onto the floor with a loud enough noise that she

I think it would be a shame to give a slut like you a perfect first time and

almost as much from the idea of a man filling her with cum as it was from

tighten. She could feel his strokes getting shorter and faster. Even though she'd never had sex before, a thousand generations of evolution had conditioned her for what was going to happen next. "Take it slut. Take my fucking cum," he roared, bottoming out inside her as he he blew his load deep

she stood no chance. She felt his cock jerk over and over again as it sprayed its load straight into her womb, but it was the slowly spreading feeling of warmth that finally pushed her over the edge. That warmth was dangerous. That was the feeling of his hungry sperm searching for her defenseless egg, and all she could do was lay there as her womb began to spasm and suck in as much of that dangerous fluid as it could to the place where she least wanted

that for only a few seconds, but in that time the unspoken promise was clear. This was going to happen again - probably more than once, and even though she was sure that she was sure that should horrify her, it just made the butterflies in her belly flap a little faster at the idea. After the kiss ended there were a few words, and shy smiles, but as soon as he got his clothes back on Kevin found an excuse to bounce. "We don't want to wake Sara," he added before he left as quickly as he could manage. Then he was gone. Even that made Taylor smile as she sat up and looked at the small puddle of semen slowly dripping out from between her thighs. Taylor looked at her roommate then, and marveled how different she was in this freshly fucked state than she probablly would be tommorow. At any other time she would have already covered up her nearly naked body while she was