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Chapter 9 by 50Shapesofkink

Does he respond?

Yes, very slooowly

She feels him move inside her. Very slow and inexperienced. Then he takes his right hand to his face, removing her panties very shyly. This was not the way she wanted this to go. She wants to scream at him that he should man the fuck up, until she saw into his eyes...

She saw a beast. Something had awoken in this nerdy guy. He had clearly been stripped of any confidence at a young age, but he dreamt of being more, dreamt of getting pussy. And had quietly developed a sexual rage. If he had fought with himself, if she was a dream or not, that fight was now over. He had decided that it didn't matter and that he would use her like the slut she was.

Still inexperienced he quickened his pace fast. And hit harder and deeper than she had imagined. She thanked god that she was getting more and more wet since she had seen his huge cock and even more since he looked at her like a man possessed. Because it would've hurt like hell without that fact.

It was like she always had wished. His dick was just amazing. That lenght and girth felt even bigger inside her than it had felt in her hand. She felt him messing up her insides and she got cockdrunk like never before. He stretched her out like crazy. It did hurt of course but the waves of pleasure made up for it. No they even mixed together and made her moan in ecstasy. He clearly did enjoy the ride aswell and his grunts really kept her mood get more and more delirious. He definetly was a virgin and she thought he would bust very quick, and she wasn't wrong, but she was very surprised when she actually came first after just 10 minutes of his incredible dick. She erupted into the best orgasm of her whole life. She shook like crazy and with that stimulation the guy soon climaxed too inside her, she did not really notice in her state of mind except getting even more high on her orgasm.

She slid to his side and took deep breaths, just like him, still shaking she looked at him. He looked exhausted as hell. And she smiled, this won't be the last time we see each other sweetie, she thought to herself. For a second she wanted to go for round two but he did not seem to be ready at all. Then she suddenly remembered and with wobbly legs quickly went to her bag to take the pill. Then she wrote a note with her number on it and left it on his bag. She then left and hurried home to masturbate and think about her next steps. She felt very, very fulfilled.

Back at home, what does she do?

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