Brandon Can't Resist Heather

Brandon continued to hold a glare on Heather as she continued to run her fingers along his chest, her face was now flush, and it was plain to see that she was incredibly turned on. Brandon wet his lips, just able to taste the lip gloss residue that Heather had left on them, "Fuck it." Brandon growled out and jammed his lips onto Heathers. Heather kissed back, not in passion but rather in a rough animalistic way. They broke the kiss several times just to let out sharp; panting exhales before pressing back in.

Heather gripped onto Brandon's shirt tightly, a little irritating buzzing in the back of her head was still trying to question her actions. When she left the camp to follow Brandon, it was out of genuine concern, but as soon as she heard him yelling at her, all it did was get her wet. The thought of all the anger, and rage being used as fuel to fuck her burned through Heather's mind and now here she was, about to get what she wanted...what she needed.

Suddenly Heather was broke out of her thoughts by Brandon's hand gripping the side of her neck, pushing her back. Heather looked at Brandon with a lust filled smile as he walked forward, forcing her up against a tree. Brandon was in control of her now, and Heather knew it, she nibbled her lip in anticipation as he ran his eyes over her perfectly filled out body. What's he going to do? Heather asked herself as she felt a stream of her juices run down her leg,

Brandon's eye caught the stream that had poured through her panties and ran down her legs past her small shorts. Heather let out a little yelp as Brandon roughly grabbed her shoulders spinning her around, he pushed her forward again, though Heather was able to catch herself on the tree. She looked back as Brandon knelt down, taking a sharp hold on her shorts, yanking them down without a word. "Look at you; I haven't even touched you yet." Brandon marveled as he inspected her dripping cunt,

"You can s-still fuck my ass, if you want." Heather murmured back to him,

"You're right," Brandon grunted back as he stood up and leaned over, pressing his body against hers, "You offered yourself to me, that means I can have anything I want." He told her causing Heather to shiver,

"Y-You're r-right," She mewed back, "A-anything."

Brandon reached down and while he kept one hand on the back of Heather's neck, unbuttoned and dropped his pants. He quickly shoved his boxers down and took hold of his shaft, bringing it to her slit. Heather let out a gasping moan as she felt his head starting to rub along her sensitive lips. The anticipation of having Brandon finally inside her was almost breaking her, but before she could even try to beg Brandon sharply shoved his cock inside her. All the air in Heather's lungs escaped through her mouth as she doubled over, a mind-numbing pleasure spreading through her entire body. As her small hands gripped onto the bark of the tree for support, Brandon began to pump himself in and out of her.

"Oh my god," Heather whined as Brandon wasn't building up with her, he was wildly fucking her straight from the start. Their thighs slapped together rapidly as Brandon's cock sunk into Heather for a mere second before sliding right back out. The way this was happening was just as Heather fantasied; she was being used while getting a rough hate fuck, it was perfect to the letter. "F-fuck me, Brandon! Oh god, fuck me hard!" She begged through loud moans,

Brandon's hand moved from Heather's neck to her hair in an instant, He yanked her head back causing another loud moan to leave her open mouth, "That's what I'm doing!" He grunted back, nearly sounding offended,

"Mmm, yeah you are," Heather instantly moaned back, "Just don't stop, keep pounding my little cunt, make yourself cum baby," Heather begged again as she could feel Brandon's mound pushing against her lips every second,

"Oh, I fucking plan too," Brandon replied as he let go of her hair. He thrusts began to turn sharper, harder, turning more into jabs, "Wasted two fucking years, and for what? To be tossed aside, I bet she fucked him already. Couldn't even wait until we broke up first. I did, though I shouldn't have been so kind, missed out on so many fucking opportunities to fuck while I was with her. " Brandon ranted under his breath, doing as Heather advised, fucking away his frustrations,

"I. Wish. You. Did. This. Last. Night." Heather replied, each word coming from his jabbing thrusts,

Brandon shut his eyes and pursed his lips while letting out a guttural groan, "So do I," He agreed, "But like a fucking dumbass I passed up on your tight little cunt for a cunt of a girlfriend." Brandon added on as his balls slapped against Heather's clit causing a sharp, but long moan to leave Heather's mouth. "Bend over," Brandon commanded as he pulled out of Heather,

Heather bent herself over immediately, using the tree for support while displaying her ass and pussy for Brandon perfectly. Brandon's hands gripped onto her asscheeks as his cock slide back into her slick hole, "Oh fuck yes Brandon, you fuck me so good, baby!" Heather cried out as the feeling of his fat swollen head sliding through her spasming walls brought her right to her edge, "You're gonna make me cum! You're gonna make me cum so hard, Brandon!"

"Fuck," Brandon grunted as he continued to slam into Heather without mercy, "I can't wait to fucking cum inside you."

"Yeah, you fucking cum inside me!" Heather screamed back as she felt bolts of pleasure starting to fire through her body, "I'm nothing but holes waiting for your big load, you put it where ever you want!" Heather chanted,

"I bet you love that too, don't you?" Brandon asked back, "Knowing that I'm going to blow inside you any second. I bet you'd let anyone fuck you right now!"

"Oh fuck," Heather whined as Brandon's quips added to her already massive pleasure, "I'd let you all fuck me at once!" She admitted,

"Yeah, that's what I thought, this isn't about me." Brandon hissed back as his balls started to contract, "You just want a cock pumping into you, you really are just a slut, aren't you Heather!?"

"Yes, Brandon! I'm such a slut!" Heather cried back, "Oh god, please fill this slut with your cum! Please, I want to cum while you do it! PLEASE!"

"Oh, Fuck Christ, Heather!" Brandon shouted out as he pressed into her, hiliting himself before firing his first shot of cum. Heather nearly shrieked as her orgasm released the second she felt Brandon's cum spreading through her womb. Brandon worked his firing cock into Heather's spasming pussy as she came, sending Heather shots of intense pleasure through her now over sensitive pussy. A steady stream of both Brandon and Heather's cum ran around Brandon's cock before trickling right to the ground.

Brandon's fingers dug into Heather's pristine asscheeks as his orgasm seemed to be never-ending, spurt of spurt still pouring more cum into her. Brandon began to grind his teeth as Heather's legs went weak, she now entirely was holding herself up by her hold on the tree. "Oh, Brandon, Oh god sweetie," Heather whispered out as she rested her head on the tree as well, the fullness that his cum was causing in her pussy was a sensation like no other. "Mmm, you came so much, I don't think I've ever had that much inside me before."

Brandon let out a relieved sigh as his orgasm ended, he doubled over, resting his forehead on Heather's back, "Fuck, I-I really needed that. I...I actually feel so much better." Brandon whispered out, his normally calm voice returning to him,

"I told you," Heather said with a murmuring laugh to him, "You just needed to fuck all that out."

Heather was right, all the fury that was burning in Brandon's chest only minutes ago was now gone. The resentment for Kurt, now lessened and even the hurt he felt from Ashley didn't bother him, hell he could barely feel it. "You were wrong when you said you fuck better than you give advice, the two just happen to work together." Brandon pointed out as he pulled his cock from the tight suction Heather's pussy still held on it.

A squelching sound was heard followed by Heather letting out a deep moan as Brandon's massive load started to spill out of her. "Holy fuck," She whispered to herself, "Brandon, is it as much as it feels?" She asked as the thick creamy mixture of cum felt never-ending.

Brandon reached down and with his thumb spread her lips, letting his cum spill out easier, "Oh yeah Heather, it's as much as you think." He assured her,

"Good," Heather breathed out in response, "Why don't you run back to camp and get me a change of underwear, that way I can clean myself up."

Brandon let out a small laugh through his nose, "Alright, suppose it's the least I could do for you."

"Oh no, no, baby, you've already done enough. This would be a favor." Heather corrected him with a broad grin. Brandon could only shake his head in response, after letting him fuck and cum inside her, she was basically thanking him. As he turned and started to walk back towards camp, Heather called out, "And Brandon, that offer is always open, you need to take out anything else on me, you go right ahead, sweetie!" Brandon didn't look back, though a small smile crept up his lips.