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."

cum baby?" he asked through

to hear, but she choked on the word. The idea of spending another month worrying he'd knocked her up no matter what he said about a vasectomy terrified her. That was when she finally heard it - the sound of footsteps on tile heading

desperately. "I need it so bad. I need it... Ohhhhh..." He started cumming even as she spoke, and as soon as she felt that hot wet heat deep inside her body she moaned

wrap his arms around her. As soon as he was done blowing his load she pushed him off of her, dropped her dress, and hurried back to her seat even as Kevin was struggling to put his dick away. By 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

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

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.

was awfully hot. Taylor shook her head. Why did these terrible things make her feel this way? She wondered as she stood there for a long moment. Why couldn't she just find a nice guy to love and live happily ever after with? Almost as soon as she asked herself that