Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

One Little Moan: 9

It was a nightmare scenario, and it scared her to no end. That fear wasn't enough to stop the orgasm that was reaching its crescendo inside her pussy. If anything it only amplified it as the thick cock inside her cunt hammered against her cervix. She'd never been fucked from behind like this, and so each thrust felt a little different that the first time she'd had sex with Kevin. It was impossible to say whether that extra half inch of penetration that came from this angle or the fear that she would get caught at any moment was what made her cum so quickly. It didn't matter. Nothing did. As her pussy clamped down hard on Kevin's cock, the only things that mattered were how good the orgasm felt and how quietly she had it. She whimpered, even through her impromptu gag. She couldn't help it. Were it not for her hand she'd be screaming now. She'd be begging her lover to fuck her harder and deeper, because no matter how much she didn't want this a minute or two ago, right now it was all she wanted. She couldn't help herself. The pleasure stole away all her sense and reason in an endless tide of bliss.

It was only when it finally faded, that she started to cringe at the sounds they were making. Even if she'd managed not to cry out in ecstasy, every thrust was still so wet and lewd that it practically echoed in the cavernous building as Kevin continued to pump away inside her. Even though she knew it wasn't the case it felt like his heavy breathing and the sound of his balls slapping against her clit were so loud that people walking by the building outside could hear them. Taylor counted her lucky stars that she still couldn't hear the sound of footsteps walking this way, but it was only a matter of time, and every thrust he made was another terrible risk.

She swallowed hard and steeled herself to something, completely out of character for her. "Mmmmm," Taylor purred quietly. "Please Kevin. Please hurry up and cum for me."

where do you want my cum baby?" he asked through

he wanted to hear, but she choked on the word. The idea of spending another month worrying he'd knocked her up no matter what he

she spoke, and as soon as she felt that hot wet heat deep inside her body she moaned a little at such a forbidden sensation before

the time the librarian got to where they'd been, Kevin was halfway to the exit and she was sitting there pretending to look for a quote in one of her books. Taylor couldn't read though, not with her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. All she could do was sit

caught, the old woman just couldn't prove anything. Even worse though was the fact that she'd spent weeks trying to avoid fucking Kevin again and now she'd done it in the worst possible place. Now she had to face the fact that she

when she finally stood, tied her sweater around her waist to cover up the growing dark spot in the back of her dress and decided to walk back to her room. Maybe she should just tell Sara everything, she thought as she walked and tried to ignore the sensation of cum dripping down her inner thigh. As terrible as that would be, at least then she'd break up with Kevin and he'd leave her be. Besides, she clearly knew that something was up from the way she'd been acting. Maybe she'd be grateful for the honesty, Taylor tried to convince herself. As she approached the door though, and heard the moans echoing on the other

she stood there for a long moment. Why couldn't she just find a nice guy to love and