Butterfly, with a buzzer*

I grab Cristiana’s hips and pull her to the edge of the bed. She spreads her legs wide; I pierce her sex with my knob. We groan in unison at the tight, tight fit.

“Fuck, you’re big,” she moans. “Stretching my little pussy out so fucking good . . .” I thrust a little deeper, making her yelp. “Fuck . . .” she breathes. “You’re gonna split me in fucking half with that huge fuckmuscle—and it’ll be so fucking worth it . . .”

“You’re crazy fucking tight, baby,” I say in a husky voice. “Hot, and wet, and crazy fucking tight—just a perfect little teenage cunt. Fuck you’re good . . .”

“Give it to me, baby,” Cristiana moans. “I need that dick—I need to be full—I need it ballooning my little pussy . . . I don’t fucking care if it hurts, give me that fucking dick . . .”

“Your command is my wish,” I say. In one smooth, strong thrust, I drive my cock the rest of the way in. Her cunt yields to me, but stubbornly. She arches her neck and squeals as the invasion triggers a small climax.

I hold myself deep in Cristiana’s tight box while she cums, letting it stretch and adjust to my size a little. When her body quiets, I start moving. She yelps and whimpers and claws at the sheets. Then, to my surprise, she grabs her vibrator and presses it to her clit. She looses another orgasmic squeal, and I feel her tunnel walls pulsating and roiling around my shaft. I can also feel the vibrations from her toy coming through her body. The sensation is strange, but pleasurable.

Cristiana keeps urging me to fuck her harder and faster. I’m sure she’s going to be sore tomorrow, but I guess that’s her lookout. She’s tight enough that I have to keep stretching her out to go faster, but it isn’t long before I’m pounding her pussy hard enough to shake the bed. She cries out in a high voice as another orgasm hammers her under. As much as she writhes, she keeps the vibrator pressed firmly on her button.

“You’re so sexy when you come, vixen,” I tell her. “You’re completely abandoned to your climax—completely abandoned to the fuck . . . you don’t care about anything but what’s going on in your tight little cunt. That’s so fucking hot.”

“You’re so fucking hot,” Cristiana moans. “You’re doing this to me . . . driving me fucking crazy with that big fucking cuntpiston . . . Your dick owns my little pussy now . . . fucking me so fucking good, so fucking full, so fucking deep . . . so good . . . I’m—I’m—so close—so close—don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop don’t—don’t—don’tdon’tdon’t—I—I—” A feral shriek tears from her throat as another climax hits her like a meteor.

“Fuck me—fuck me—fuck me—fuck me—” Cristiana chants. “More—more—more—more—harder—harder—harder—harder . . . fuck me silly—fuck me out of my mind—fuck me into next week—fuck the brains right out of my fucking head . . . pound that little pussy—fucking hammer that little pussy—pound it into fucking hamburger . . .”

“Cum for me one more time, baby,” I tell her. “Cum so hard you scream my name. I want to hear you scream my name. Scream it so loud, they can hear it at City Hall.”

“Fuck!” Cristiana wails. “Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—I—I—I—I—cum—cum—I—fuck—” Her breath catches for a moment and her voice goes silent; then, at the top of her lungs, she screams, “Iain!”