Her vagina’s sweet odour was her secret weapon. Without it, he would’ve loved her once and left. This was something she’d never understand. It stirred the animal inside him. It kept him returning for more.
Every squinch she gave in her inexperienced but responsive pussy, told Mitchell that he was doing the right thing at the right time. She yowled with delight. When he roughly twisted her around for a better angle, she gasped. It was everything her mother enjoyed when the two of them loved each other.
In the months that followed, Mitchell took his young lover against walls, shower recesses, window panes and the occasional tree. Her mother liked spontaneous, strong action, too. Forceful love sent her over the edge, always. Natasha might not have been as experienced, but her pussy knew what it liked. When it did, it wrenched his shaft and leaked juice like her mother’s did all those years ago.
“Dammit, fuckin’ let it out, girl,” he demanded, pulling her hands away from her mouth and pushing them tightly to the bed. “It’s your pleasure, own it.”
“I can’t. It’s embarrassing.”
“Embarrassing? I’ve had your pussy on my face. We let those people in the high-rise watch us while I did you from behind. Now you’re embarrassed about a moan or two in front of me?”
“But—”
“Just do it! Let the damn sounds out. If you don’t make them, I’ll assume you hate what I’m doing and stop. Uncover your mouth, so I know, or I’ll zip-tie your fucking hands behind your back until you do.”
That was all that was needed for her pussy to clamp down again. Like her mother, the thought of being restrained was stimulating. Rather than deterring her, it caused a pleasurable stir inside her.
Those zip-ties didn’t go to waste, either. Her quiet moans blossomed into full-bodied screams whenever she was immobilised. The little girl grew fast. It didn’t take her long to make demands of her own. She’d use road trips to make her move on him.
“I’m horny, baby. I can’t wait. I’m going to suck you and take my panties off.”
[Inspired by SEETHINGS2.]
‘Forman’s writing style is artful, with the protagonist Mitchell’s warped thought processes masterfully exposed. The author has a powerful and vivid command of language and his word pictures are stark and disturbingly real.’
Linda J Bettenay, author of ‘Secrets Mothers Keep’ and ‘Wishes For Starlight’
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