Kurt fucks Chloe

The pulsing need in her pussy was too great. With a breathly sigh, Chloe nodded.

"You want me to fuck you?" Kurt asked, flexing his fingers inside of her, making her squirm.

"Y-yes," Chloe half moaned back at him.

"I want you to say it," Kurt said.

"Ugh, fuck me," she gasped as he drew her closer to orgasm.

"What kind of way is that to beg someone to fuck you? Say my name, and say please." He said, a smirk forming on his face. "Tell me exactly what you want."

Chloe shot Kurt a look of utter disgust and she considered calling the whole thing off, but then another wave of pleasure rolled over her from Kurt's fingering. Her needy, wanting pussy urged her to say it, to beg, to do whatever she had to to get that cock.

"Please, Kurt, I want you to stick that hard cock in my virgin cunt. My pussy needs filled and your cock looks so good right now. I don't care if I have to be another one of your sluts, another notch on your belt or on your headboard, I need to be fucked right now. Please, Kurt, fuck me."

"Was that so difficult?" He asked, removing his fingers from her. She groaned deeply from the withdrawal but leaned back, anticipating the cock replacing those fingers. Instead, she felt Kurt's hand, sticky with her juices, on her hip, flipping her over on to her stomach. Then he grabbed her waist and pulled her ass up towards him so that Chloe was bent over in a extended puppy pose.

It was a little embarassing being in this position. She knew that her asshole and pussy would be fully on display like this but she didn't mind if this was it took to satisfy her pussy's cock craving. She could feel her juices leaking from her already, her lower lips salivating at the thought of Kurt's cock. A cock that was notably absent from proceedings thus far.

Chloe looked over her shoulder and saw that Kurt was standing back from her, his phone in his hand.

"Are you taking pictures of me?"

"Just taking some mementos...unless you think we'll be making this a regular thing?"

"You wish." Chloe lay her head back on the bed. "Just keep those pictures to yourself."

"Well, maybe you'll change your mind after I fuck you," Kurt said as he stepped up behind her and began rubbing his cock head along her pussy lips. "You changed your mind about even letting me do it this once."

"That's because aaaah..." Chloe's body tensed and tingled when she felt Kurt's cock make contact with her pussy."...I got all revved uuuuh up thinking about Zack and he ah he didn't show. That...that...cock could be ah ah attached to anyone right now and ooooh I'd let them fuck me."

"You'd let anyone fuck you right now? How slutty of you," Kurt said, pressing his cock against her wet, vaginal entrance. "But it's not just anyone who's about to fuck you, Chloe. It's me, Kurt."

"Yes, yes, Kurt, fuck me," she pleaded. And he trust hard, burying his cock in her pussy, tearing through her virginity in one swift, brutal motion. Chloe cried out, the pain coursing through her body. One hand gripped the bed sheets while the other reached back to stop Kurt.

But Kurt didn't stop. He took her arm and pinned it behind her back as he begin pumping his hard cock in and out of her. She was tight, unbelievably so, but she was also extremely wet from waiting and playing with herself. It squelched and popped every time he filled it and withdrew again.

"Stop, Kurt, stop, it hurts," Chloe begged.

"It'll get better," he said, and picked up the pace instead, slamming into her wet pussy at rapid speed.

And he was right, it did get better. The pain didn't go away completely, but as she gave in to the fact that Kurt was going to fuck her whatever way he wanted and her pussy adjusted to the new sensation of the thick, long foreign invader, she found that the pain was gradually replaced with pleasure. Her pussy tingled each time it was filled, firing off waves of pleasure. Kurt was unrelenting and it tipped her over the edge. She came, feeling her pussy tighten around Kurt's cock as her whole body shook and convulsed. Kurt plowed on, his balls slapping against her clit and his hands gripping her ass cheeks. Chloe felt a second orgasm wash over her, or maybe it was a continuation of the first. She didn't really care, she just screamed into the bedding and tried not to pass out from the feeling.

It was then that there was a knock at the door. Instantly, Chloe thought of Zack. He had come back, probably to tell her about him and Ashley. She wondered what would be better, to make him stand outside and listen as she was fucked or to let him come in and see what he was missing.

But before she could make any kind of decision, Kurt said, "come in."