''Ah, si... sir...'' He just looked at me, his eyes dark and hungry.
Then he removed his hand from my butt, sliding it forward between my thighs. His fingers pressed firmly against my pussy lips, parting them slightly as he rubbed up and down the slick folds, the rough pad of his thumb grinding over my entrance.
Heat surged through me, my core clenching with need, juices coating his skin as he stroked harder, faster, making my inner walls pulse desperately.
One finger circled my swollen clit, flicking it with precise pressure that shot raw pleasure straight to my spine like a live wire igniting every nerve, forcing my thighs to tremble uncontrollably. I clutched his biceps, nails scraping deep into the taut muscle, fighting the guttural moan rising in my chest, but it escaped anyway, low and broken, as my body betrayed me completely.
He didn't stop, his fingers relentlessly on my clit, pinching and rolling the throbbing bud until my hips jerked up greedily, grinding against his hand for more friction. ''Ahh... uhhh...'' I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Pulling my soaked body flush to his solid chest, my hard nipples dragging against his skin. ''Ahh... uhhhh... uuuh...'' His stare bored into me, intense and unyielding, stripping away every layer as if he owned the way my pussy wept for him, the way my breaths came in ragged gasps.
Heat flooded my face, shame mixing with the fire in my veins, and I ducked my head, hiding against his shoulder. He slid one hand to the back of my neck, fingers tangling in my wet hair, while his other braced the wall. ''It's okay, honey, just let it build,'' he growled low, his breath hot on my ear, voice thick with command and promise.
But as his finger dipped lower, pressing at my tight entrance, slick with my arousal, threatening to thrust inside and stretch me open, panic flared. I seized his wrist, halting him mid-push, my pulse thundering.
''Hey, it's okay,'' he rasped, eyes blazing into mine, his free hand fisting the drenched fabric of my panties, yanking them aside to expose me fully.
''Sir, the spot hurts,'' I breathed out, voice shaky, the flimsy lie all I had left amid the storm of want. ''Ah, okay...''
He eased back reluctantly, then cranked the faucet wide, water cascading loud and wild.
In a blur, he hoisted me up, his powerful arms cradling my dripping form as he strode from the steam-filled bathroom, straight to the bed with its crisp white sheets.
Water trailed from our bodies, pooling on the floor like evidence of our frenzy, the shower's roar fading behind us.
He lowered me onto the cool sheets, the fabric clinging to my skin, then prowled over me, his thick cock throbbing hot and rigid against my bare pussy, the tip nudging my clit with every shift.
He wedged his lower body between my thighs, pinning my hands upward above my head with his own.
His lips crashed onto mine as he closed his eyes, taking a gentle bite at my lower lip before thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. ''Umh... uhh,'' he moaned, the sound vibrating against me.
Revulsion churned in my stomach, fear choking me at the thought of his spit flooding my mouth, so I sealed my lips shut, turning my head away.
He growled low, frustration flashing in his eyes, but he didn't force it instead, he dragged his mouth down my jaw, nipping sharply at my throat before latching on with wet, sucking kisses that bruised my skin.
A unwanted tremor rippled through me, tickling deep in my core and dragging a stifled whimper from my chest. ''Ahh... uhhhh... ahhh...'' He kept going, palms roughly kneading my tits, thumbs scraping over the stiff peaks of my nipples until they ached, then his lips descended, tongue lashing across one bud in broad, sloppy strokes before he hauled it between his teeth, sucking with fierce pulls that made my back arch off the sheets.
I shut my eyes tight, body quaking as his mouth tormented the sensitive flesh, teeth grazing just enough to sting while his tongue swirled relentlessly, coaxing sparks of heat that clashed with the dread pooling in my gut.
Lower still, his breath ghosted over my soaked panties, lips pressing kisses through the thin barrier, tasting the dampness seeping from my slit. ''My God, am I doing this right?'' he rasped, voice gravelly and thick with lust.
With deliberate slowness, he hooked his fingers into the waistband and dragged the fabric down my thighs, baring my glistening pussy to the chill air, folds already swollen and slick despite my horror.
''Sir, what are you... doing?'' I gasped, bolting upright in panic, but his palm slammed against my shoulder, shoving me flat on my back, the mattress dipping under his weight.
''Honey, it's okay. I will do this slowly and gently,'' he murmured, voice deceptively soothing as he gripped my knees and forced them apart, spreading my thighs wide to expose every inch of my dripping cunt.
His face dove between my legs, lips sealing over my clit in a hot, open-mouthed kiss before his tongue flattened against it, dragging upward in a long, firm lick that parted my lips and made my hips buck wildly.
The first lash of his tongue on my throbbing clit exploded through me like lightning, eyes snapping open as raw sensation ripped a cry from my throat. In that split second, my gaze caught the clock across the room dawn creeping in, shadows fading.
Terror crashed over me, Mom's frail form in the hospital bed flashing in my mind, her need pulling me back to reality. Whatever filthy pleasure his mouth was wrenching from my pussy blurred into irrelevance, I just had to survive this, end it quick so I could rush to her side.
I squeezed my eyes closed again, teeth gritted, letting him ravage me without resistance, body limp as he feasted.
He reared up, settling his bulk over me once more, eyes burning with feral hunger as he gripped his rigid cock and slapped it against my soaked folds, the thick shaft sliding through my wetness, coating himself in my unwilling arousal.
His knees nudged my thighs even farther, prying me open obscenely, tip of his cock prodding at my entrance. He braced his hands on the bed, muscles straining as he shoved forward, but my virgin pussy resisted, clenching tight around the invading head, his grunts echoing with the effort to force his way in.
Then he crushed me against him, mouth hot on my ear, breath ragged. ''Please let me in.''
He slicked his middle finger with spit and plunged it down, rubbing hard circles over my clit, the pressure building unwanted waves of heat that made my walls flutter traitorously.
''Uhhm... ahhh... ahh,'' the moans tore free, hating how my body arched into his touch.
Emboldened, he wrenched my legs wider, rising on his knees for leverage before dropping low again, tongue spearing back to my pussy, lapping greedily at my clit with rapid flicks and sucks, tongue tip drilling the nub until tremors shook me, juices gushing onto his chin as I shattered against my will.
Fingers twisted into the pillows, knuckles white, I bit back screams, eyes fused shut while he ate me out mercilessly, slurping every drop.
At last, he pulled away, slick lips gleaming, and mounted me fully, hands cupping the back of my head like a lover as his thighs pinned mine apart to the limit. 'Let me in,' he snarled, then rammed his hips forward, cockhead breaching my tight hole with a pop.
He drove deeper, stretching my untouched walls around his girth, veins pulsing against my inner muscles. ''Ahh... uhh,'' ,he groaned, sweat beading on his brow.
''Ahh... ahh... ouch... sir, slowly... ahh... ouch, the pain...'' I begged, tears spilling hot down my cheeks, the burn like fire tearing me apart.
''Sir, please slowly...'' I sobbed, clamping my eyes shut against the vicious ache as he ignored me.
''Uhh... uhh... uhhmm,'' he huffed, hips snapping harder, burying inch after throbbing inch into my spasming pussy, blood welling from the rip.
''Aray... araaay... the pain...'' He bottomed out at last, balls slapping my ass, and I latched onto him desperately, nails raking his back to anchor through the agony.
He started pounding, cock slamming in and out with brutal rhythm, each thrust splitting me wider, my cries muffled against his shoulder as pain and a twisted undercurrent of fullness warred inside me.
''Aray... that's enough... please...'' But escape was impossible, his body crushed mine, pistoning relentlessly, cock dragging over every raw nerve.
''Uhh... ahh... aray... uhh... araaay... uhhhhm... ahhh...'' It felt like shards of glass grinding deep, his savage fucking leaving me broken and bleeding beneath him.
Still sheathed to the hilt, he nuzzled my neck, voice husky. ''So tight... I like it.'' He withdrew inch by agonizing inch, the drag pulling a fresh whimper from me.
And I whimpered, ''Aray pooo...''
He met my gaze in the low light, then dropped his eyes to our connection, horror flickering as he spotted the crimson smears. ''Blood... why is there blood on the sheets?'' He yanked out completely, hand flying to his glistening cock, fingers coming away streaked red. ''What's wrong?''
Snatching a towel, he dabbed at my ravaged pussy, the touch sending fresh stings through the swollen flesh.
''...Ouch... slowly, please...''
His face paled, eyes widening. ''Are you a virgin?''
I was, but not anymore. ''My Jesus, why didn't you tell me?''
Oh no, no, no you didn't listen, I thought bitterly, but I said nothing, my body was too wrecked to move.
I couldn't even sit up properly, my legs trembling and spread uselessly.
''Oh no... no... no, you stay. Oh my God, what should we do? I mean, what should I do?''
''Help me get up and go to the hospital, my Mom needs me,'' I pleaded.
He approached, hugging me close and kissing my forehead.
''I am sorry.''
''Sir, I need to get dressed, but I can't. So help me.'' My voice rose.
Thoughts of Mom flooding through my mind.
''Okay, okay.'' He grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around my aching body, then draped a towel over his own hips.
He went to the chair where his clothes were piled, fishing his cellphone from his pants pocket.
''I need a dress, now. Hurry up... thank you,'' he said into the phone as he held it for me.
He watched me struggle to sit up. ''Ahhhh... it really hurts.''
He rushed back, supporting me gently. ''I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.'' He hugged me again, pressing another kiss to my forehead, then looked at me with a strange smile.
It felt oddly comforting amid the hurt. ''I am lucky tonight... I am the first man for sure.'' He kissed my forehead once more.
A few seconds later, someone knocked at the door. He moved toward me, then reached for the clothes as they arrived...