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.

you never apologized properly I'm going to have to teach you a lesson and cream

floor with a loud enough noise that she was sure

said if you apologized I might go easy on you," he corrected, starting to pant now, "But I think it would be a shame to give a slut like you a perfect first time and then skip the most important part, don't you? What was the point of stretching this pretty little pussy out if I wasn't going to flood your womb

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

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

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

"I didn't get her drunk tonight just so I could fuck you instead, but I'm glad she got wasted. I'm glad I got to be your first fuck..." It wasn't quite the romance that Taylor craved in this moment but she'd take it. She leaned forward on her elbows so she could stop his awkward words with a kiss before he said something that really ruined the moment. They stayed like 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