Twice Driven (14 page)

She gasped as I suddenly pulled her small body tight against me as my lips crushed into hers. She moaned hungrily, opening her lips to my tongue as I groaned into her mouth. All the scattered thoughts in my head went wild as those perfect young lips melted into mine, but I growled and shoved them aside as I concentrated on taking that innocent mouth with my own and making it mine.
 

My big hands slid down and around the bare skin of her waist, pushing her against the couch as I kissed her hard and pressed myself against her. She gasped loudly as my mouth broke away from her lips to nip and suck at her neck, and she threw my head back against the cushions behind her as I sucked at the delicate and sensitive skin at her collarbone. She hugged me to her hard, rolling her hips against me as if
needing
me, wanting me as badly as I wanted her.

I knew she could feel the throbbing bulge in my shorts pulse against her thigh then as I pressed against her. My hands slid down from her waist to slide around and cup at her ass, my fingers sliding just beneath the elastic edge of the bikini to grip tightly at her bare young skin. I pulled her against me, grinding myself against that small, tight body as she clung to me, pushing back with her hips and grinding herself against my bulge.

“Oh, Mr. Harding!” She gasped and moaned into my ear. My cock
throbbed
at the sound of that innocence in my ear; roared at the thought of taking that innocence and making
mine
. Her hands slid up my bare torso, running over the hard muscles of my back as she clutched me tightly.

"Chelsea, honey, this is so wrong!” I growled, as her mouth sought my face, my neck. Her mouth latched onto the skin there and I grunted as I felt those tender lips suck at my neck.

"We shouldn't be doing this! You're- Jesus, you're way too young!" This was the
girl
from next door. I was friends with her fucking parents for God’s sake. I was a recently divorced, thirty-nine year old man, and this tight, barely legal nineteen year old should’ve been the last girl in the world writing against me on that couch

She gasped as she slid her mouth up to my ear. “I'm old enough, Mr. Harding" She panted, sucking on my earlobe to punctuate.

I growled. “I know, honey, but this is bad, we-"

“Let me show you how bad I can be, please Mr. Harding?”

And that was the final straw for both of us. Just like that, every doubt and every last defense I had shattered. With a grunt, my hands were pulling her body up and against me, clutching at her ass as her legs wrapped around my waist. I ground my throbbing cock against the damp wet heat between her legs through her bikini bottoms as my mouth went to her neck again. I sucked and bit my way down to her chest. Chelsea moaned and and arched her back, thrusting her small breasts towards me as my mouth sucked and kissed its way further down, moving over the soft, small curve of tits. Pushing the bathing suit aside with my mouth, I groaned at the sight of those perfect, puffy little pink nipples. I latched my lips around the delicate and erect pink nub straining atop her soft slopes and sucked gently. She moaned softly as she pressed her hot, wet slit against my bulge.

I knew she wanted me. And I knew I wanted to shove my cock balls deep in her and stretch that tight pussy wide like it’d never been stretched before.
 

My hands moved around and over her thighs then, tracing the elastic seam of her bikini until they came across the ties at the side of her hips. I yanked at the strings, and as the suit fell away, I pulled it away from her and brought my head up from her chest as her pink, wet young pussy was revealed to me.
 

The beast inside of me
roared
. FUCK yes.

And there she was, shyly bitting her lip as I spread her thighs apart, my eyes almost glazing over as I stared between them, gripping her legs tightly.

Fucking
perfection.
 

“Do you like it, Mr. Harding?”

I groaned, feeling my cock lurch in my shorts. “Oh my God, Chelsea. You're so fucking beautiful, honey.”

She whimpered as she leaned up and my mouth crashed against hers. She moaned into my mouth as she felt my strong fingers sliding over the slippery lips of her slit, and she gasped out loud, breaking our kiss.

“Yes! Please, put them inside me, Mr. Harding!”

I growled, my chest muscles rippling as my fingers dipped between her wet folds, teasing her tight entrance.

She whimpered, and I could feel the beast roar inside as I slid my other hand up into her hair. I pulled her head back, just enough to make her gasp and just enough to make it known to her that she wasn’t with one of those piss-ant college boys. She was with a
man
; a man who was going to fuck her like she’d never been fucked before. “Chelsea, honey,” I growled. “Last chance. Are you sure you want to do this?”

She pushed her hips up and forward, and before I could say anything else, my finger slid deep into her steaming hot slit.

We both gasped as my finger plunged inside of her. My hand twisted and I crooked my finger up and against her front wall, pressing and stroking at that little spot right there, and I growled as I watched her moan and writhe for me as I did so.

She started to claw at the belt of my shorts as I fingered impossibly tight pussy, yanking at the buckle and then pulling at my zipper. I groaned as she reached inside, and grinned as she gasped as her small fingers brushed against my thick, throbbing hot cock. Gently, she started to push my shorts down over my hips, and she gasped again as she pulled my cock right out.

Chelsea’s jaw
dropped
, her eyes as big as saucers as just stared at my cock. Her small little hand looked even smaller with my big dick against it, and as she slowly let her fingers wrap around my girth, I could see her breathing almost as heavily as I was. I had to smirk; apparently, those college boys didn’t deliver any like what I was packing.
 

She wrapped her fingers around me, circling as much of the thick girth as she could before she started to pull on me; stroking me.

“Like this, Mr. Harding?” She whispered, looking up with wide, hungry eyes at me as I slid my finger deep into her dripping wet, sweet little pussy.

“
Just
like that, honey.”
 

Jesus, this girl
had
stroked a cock or two before, right?

I leaned down to her neck again, biting the skin there as her small and stroked my cock, and I heard her gasp as she brought her lips to my ear. “I want you to put it inside of me, Mr. Harding."

I groaned and throbbed in her hand as my finger curled and rubbed inside of her. She pulled me closer before I could say anything, bringing the head of my cock to rest against the slick, soft lips of her cunt.

"Mr. Harding, I- I want- I want you to be my first.”

OH HOLY FUCKING CHRIST.

My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped as I suddenly pulled back from her. “
What?
Honey, no. Holy
shit
no.” I stared at her, very aware at how even as I protested, my cock was growing even bigger. “Chelsea! I can't! Your father- Jesus!"

I tried to pull away from her grasp, but I know she could feel my cock twitch and jump in her hand, throbbing against her pussy even more even as I tried to protest.

Her face fell a little though. “Don’t- Oh,
God
, don’t you want me?”

Fuck.

My dick twitched against her slit as I growled and mashed my mouth against her small, innocent,
virgin
lips. “More than you fucking know, honey,” I growled. “I wanna fill you with every inch of my big cock. I want to feel my balls against your ass as I fuck bare, and I want to feel you come all over my cock as I fill you up with my cum.”

She
moaned,
the sound so fucking sweet and so fuck primary sexy at the same time. I groaned as I felt her reach for my cock again, her fingers sliding over the velvety skin. “Please, Mr. Harding?” She whispered, her eyes pleading with me as her small fingers slid up and down over my pulsing shaft. She pulled me closer, pressing it against her tight, virgin teen pussy. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered.

My hesitance cracked as the head of my cock slipped against those soft lips, and I groaned. “Are you sure?” my voice was like gravel as I tried to hold back; tried to hold back from shover her arms over her head, throwing her legs over my shoulder, and fucking her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk straight. “Chelsea, I don't think you know what you're do-”

“I want this, Mr. Harding. I've always wanted this with you; for you to be my first,” she husked at me, her voice thick with adult lust and her eyes begging. “Please.”

And just like that, my hesitation crumbled completely. My mouth crashed against hers, and she moaned as she started to eagerly pull my cock against her.

Suddenly, I broke away, my mouth kissing down her neck and over her breasts. My cock slipped from her hand as I moved further down, and looked up as she gasped to see hesitance in her face. “Mr. Harding, where are you-"

"Shhh, honey; lie back. I'm going to make you feel good."

It suddenly hit me
just
how innocent this girl was. Not only had no other man ever been inside that sweet little cunt I was inching towards, but it seemed no one had ever even done
this
to her. How in the world had no one ever managed to taste the sweet young honey I could already smell between this sexy fucking girl’s incredible legs?

She gasped and threw her head back as my tongue slid wetly against those pink lips, and she cried out as my tongue dragged up through her slit and curled around her throbbing clit. My finger pressed back against her opening and slid inside as I wrapped my lips around her clit and gently tongued it. It was like a fast track to a climax, and I could already feel her young body clenching and seizing as experienced tongue and fingers quickly and gently coaxed her towards that climax.

Her first, at the hands of a man.
 

With a loud moan and a cry, she came hard against my face, her hands in my hair as her sweet juices flowed out of her and coated my chin. I kept tonguing her clit and fingering her tight channel right through her climax, keeping her floating like that as she whimpered and moaned and made these cute little mewling sounds.

When I pulled away and sat back, she suddenly jumped on me. Yanking the rest of her bikini top from her body, and pushing me back, she jumped into my lap and kissed me hungrily. I knew she could taste the sticky sweetness of her own pussy on my lips, and when she hungrily sucked my bottom one into her mouth, licking at her taste there, I could feel my cock
surge
between us.

I could feel my throbbing cock pulsing hot between our bodies as I ground myself against her, feeling her hands clutching at my back as she kissed me.

She reached down between us, raising up slightly, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I looked down and watched her face tense as the head eased against her opening, like she was having a momentary feeling of panic wondering how in the world I was going to fit something that big inside her tight young pussy. “I’m gonna go slow, baby,” I growled, wondering as my cock slipped through her sweet folds how in the fuck I was going to hold up to that promise. All I wanted to do was shove balls deep in side of her and pound her sweet cunt like I wanted to until my cum ran down her thighs. But of course, I wasn’t going to do that.

Not
this time
, at least.

She gasped as she pulled me in, feeling my fat head part her tender lips. I groaned and pushed up as she slowly sank down, sliding the fat head of my cock through her wet lips to slide inside. Her jaw went slack as I felt myself press up against something - her hymen, and she whimpered as she slowed for a second.
 

“Honey, we don’t have to-”

I roared as she suddenly shoved herself down on me, my cock pushing through her thin virgin cherry and plunging deep inside of her. She threw her head back in a silent scream, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I stretched her open for the very first time. She whimpered hungrily as my thick girth pressed against her walls, my cock hard and pulsing and stretch her hot, quivering little pussy as she clutched at me.

With a low growl, I thrust his hips forward and buried myself thickly and to the hilt in her hot, milking channel. She cried out, loudly then, her moans filling the living room as I filled her entirely. She was impossibly tight beyond my wildest dreams.
Nothing
could have prepared me for how fucking tight, and how dripping wet and clenching that barely legal pussy was. Feel her stretch around me, and knowing I was the first man to take her there had my cock throbbing deep inside of her. It was somehow even better than I could have ever imagined, and somehow right then, knowing that I was her first had my clenching my teeth fighting to keep from emptying my cum into her right there.

We started to rock like that; slowly at first, and then faster as her moaning little cries filled the room and her tight little body writhed and bucked on top of me.
 

“I can't stop thinking about it!!” She panted out, moaning now at my thrusts, at my hands clutching her tight little ass as I started to shove my cock up deep inside her again and again. “It as so hot to watch you like that! I played with my pussy that night again you know, and a lot of times after, thinking about it.” She whimpered as I shoved in deep. “Oh
God
, Mr. Harding, I’ve thought about you so many times while I played with my little pussy!”