Go get what I want

I can barely believe what I’m doing as I climb the steps to the upstairs rooms. This is a major infringement on the arrangement I have with my tenants, but the memory of her needy moaning as I suckled on her the night before is too much for me to resist. The lights are off in her small office and the front room, so I take a deep breath and knock softly on her bedroom door.

“Alison?” There is no response, so I knock once again on the door, this time a little louder. The door pushes open a crack and in the dim light I see my pretty tenant stretched out under a sheet on her bed. Her bible is lying open besides her pillow, but I am far more interested in the jeans and socks that lie in a crumpled heap on the floor by the bed. Does this mean her legs are bare under the soft cotton sheet that drapes over her lower half? It sure looks that way. Part of me wants to quietly close the door and creep back down the steps, but she looks so sweet and **** stretched out on the bed, that I can’t resist moving to her side and reaching out to touch her soft shoulder.

“Alison?” I ask again as I stroke her gently. “Are you awake?” Her eyes open slowly and instead of screaming at finding me in her room late at night she pulls herself into a sitting position clutching the sheet to her chest. “I thought I heard you crying out,” I lie as I sit on the bed by her side, “were you having a nightmare?”

“I must have, Mr. P.” Her expressive eyes blinking as she tries to make sense of my sudden arrival. “I’m sorry I bothered you.”

“No bother, Honey.” I smile gently, and then add the real reason for my presence. “I missed you tonight.” Her gaze drops to her lap and I see her fingers tighten around the sheet.

“I’m sorry, sir.” She apologizes, “After last night, I was too afraid to come sit with you.”

“Afraid, Angel?” I ask realizing I had indeed pushed things too hard. “I would never hurt you, I promise.”

“Oh, I know that, Mr. P!” Alison seems almost guilty even though she has done nothing wrong and it should be me apologizing for pushing her to this point. “I was afraid of what I might do if we started kissing like that again.”

“You mean like this?” I take her in my arms and pull her to me, pleased by how easily her soft curves mold against me and the way her mouth tilts to accept my kiss.

“Yes,” Alison murmurs softly when the kiss finally ends, “you make me feel so good every time we do that I am afraid I won’t want to stop.” Instead of arguing a point which it looks like I’ve already won, I kiss her again, this time using my tongue and cupping her firm tit in my hand. It does not take long for the tank top to be pushed up far enough for me to see the swell of her breasts and the erect nipples that crown them like gems.

“Would it be so bad if we couldn’t stop?” I ask as I cradle her in my arms after the particularly satisfying kiss.

“It’s a sin.” Even as she explains why we shouldn’t her small hand cups my cheek and strokes me.

“Maybe a little one, but I think God wants you to be able to stay here at college, don’t you?” She doesn’t answer, but she doesn’t protest either when I slide her white panties over her hips and off her smooth legs.

“Mr. P?” Alison’s eyes never leave mine as I position myself behind her and push her legs up until her knees are almost touching her pretty breasts. From this position I can see the glistening folds of her labia peeking at me from between her legs. “I don’t think I can do this.”

“You don’t have to do anything, Angel.” I assure her, placing the head of my cock into the slick folds and rocking forward to make sure I have the right angle. Her soft moan and the way she takes her lip between teeth let me know that I’ve fund just the right spot, and before she can find the words to stop me I push firmly until I am about halfway into her.

I love the way her eyes and mouth both open in shock and wonder at my sudden intrusion. It is sexy as Hell, and I want nothing more than to drive the rest of the way into her as she is pressed back onto the bed. Instead though, I pause long enough to make sure she is OK with the sudden change in our relationship.

“Let me know if I’m going too fast, OK?” I see what might be the faintest of nods before I pull back an inch and then press forward again, this time a little bit harder and faster than the first slow penetration. I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything as good as Alison’s teen cunt squeezing my cock as I push into her. The way her legs are pressed together only adds to the tightness, and I grunt with satisfaction when my hips bump against her soft buttocks.

“Oww.” She moans as I bottom out in her. “You’re so big.” I’m not particularly big for a man of my size, but Alison doesn’t seem to know that. “I feel like you’re stretching me open all over again.” It might be the position I have her in or even that this naïve coed doesn’t have a lot to compare me to, but every man likes to hear those words and I am no exception.

“And you feel just as tight and hot as I hoped you would.” I pull back partway and then thrust in again making her grunt again as I fill her. I’d like to tell you that I skillfully worked Alison into a mind-blowing climax, but the truth of the matter is that even after these few strokes I was already getting ready to nut. It is like I’m a teenager all over again, and I don’t think I can last much longer.

“Not inside me!” Alison suddenly remembers that I am not wearing a rubber. “Please, I can’t get pregnant… please, no… Oh God help me…” Alison doesn’t know that I had a vasectomy years ago, and her growing panic as she feels me building to the conclusion adds to the excitement I’m feeling. “Pull out, Mr. P!” Her body starts to twist under me, but in this position, it is easy enough to hold her where I want her as I start to ejaculate into her. “Please … oh Lord Jesus, forgive me.” Releasing her legs, I fall forward between them and jerk twice more inside her as I fill her womb with my sterile spunk. I know that no matter how much cum I shoot up into her that she will never carry my child, but my balls apparently never got the message and they do their very best to put a baby in this lovely young woman’s belly.

Instead of fighting to push me off, Alison’s long legs encircle my waist and she clings to me sobbing softly as I slowly come to the end of my climax.