You remain stiff

Her sweet, seductive voice plus the warm breath on your ear make you shiver uncontrolably. Only then do you realize how good she smells, subtle, not overpowering, a really pleasing fragance that now is enveloping you from the long, straight dark strands of her beautiful hair falling past your shoulders.

Her weight on your back feels like almost nothing, she is a very thin girl with a fine waist that makes every girl in her class envious, even your petite little sister. But her figure is far from being flat. Instead it is that of a perfect hourglass, with both her shoulders and waist being of the same width and allowing her to rock any style she tries. Her bust may be modest, but before you were able to grasp how perfectly shaped it is, making the impression of her very pretty face to be even more like a doll.

Her long and slender arms are now caressing you in the receding aftertaste of your fuck. You were a virgin until now, your first kiss given to that veiny, virile cock. So her attention on your neck and arms from her long and slender fingers, trained from years practising the piano makes you paralysed. 'It feels too good' you think, just that little bit of attention giving you enough pleasure for you to not be able to move.

The moment is so calm, her attention, weight and breath so femenine, that you nearly forget the giant monster still punctured in your ass. Nearly, because it is hot, hardpressing your inside and prostate, and making itself obnoxiously unignorable.

It does not hurt, in fact you feel very good, enjoying the pressence of such a pretty and outstanding girl all over and inside of you, even if she is usually a bitch.

"Y-ou know pet" she starts, groggily. "We should meet again" her soft whispers making you shiver, the promise of being fucked again making your tired cock partially resucitate. "It's a promise, right?" She pecks at your neck, the feel of her pretty lips sending electricity down your spine, thankfully you were already on the ground because your knees fail you. A slender, pinky finger shows up in front of you and you marvel that even the smallest parts of this girl seem engineered to be perfect.

You hesitate. You think about your sister Sarah and how hurt she will feel about this. This girl here is her biggest enemy and the person responsible of making her cry oh so many times. The insecurities of your otherwise really cute little sister have a lot to do with this bully and her circle of friends. You have fallen once but you can still ask for forgiveness in case Yuki reveals the truth and shield behind the fact that this is a gloryhole and you were not expecting this situation, your sister may understand. Seeing her again on your own volition, however, seems like a completely different matter altogether, pure treason.

Yet you still do not refuse, something impedes you. Next to the guilt and loyalty that rests on your heart, you feel another thing. There is a fire, in your stomach, blatantly splitting your belly in two and making you Yuki's, to command. Even when not seeing her face you remember clearly, hers is not a face to forget, at all.

She looks as good or maybe better as you have seen her in real life, than any of those k-pop stars breaking the internet. Her face is perfectly oval, her brown "phoenix" eyes big and deep like a lake, eyebrows lightly thick and straight. Her nose straight with a round tip and her lips thick on top of a small, pouty mouth. They look like flower petals. It is no wonder so many fall for her charm. She has that kind of heaven shaking beauty that can make anybody waver, and even for generally uptight people, to look the other side or do something against their morals just for once. Her beauty makes your mouth agape, forcing you to preemptetively close it whenever you've faced this evil angel of a girl. Thinking about her you can understand why simps would be willing to do what they do even if nothing is gonna be given back at them, ever, and still do it. And now this goddes-like teenager, only 18, younger than you, is actually inviting you to sleep with her.

You know your chances, for once you do not even know someone as pretty as her, at least not in real life, but even if you knew you understand perfectly well that you do not stand a chance. She may fuck you in passing, but propossing you something like this, you know you will never be with someone as sexy, beautiful and pretty than the girl now resting on you. But your little sister...

Feeling your hesitation in the brief moment you thought all of this the evil minded angel on your back starts moving again. She is agonically slow, taking out half of her giant virility out of you then going in again. The pleasure is so big you start squealing like a pig. You feel embarrassed but your until recently virgin body cannot tolerate such a treatment without going out of control, so you keep shaking your hips, trying to make her reach even deeper, until she stops.

"Now pet, I don't have all day you know? It's true that I find you a little interesting, but I'm a busy girl with a ton of holes to fuck at my beck and call."

That makes you decide, instantly scared of losing the conection with this devilish little angel. Deep down you know that she has just said what was needed to push you, successfully manipulating you by showing you the carrot like a little kid, or a dog, but you still cannot risk it.

While feeling your stomach squirm a little due to the now far and fading image of your lovely little sister, you start lifting your hand to shake her finger but she is faster introducing her precious pinky in your mouth. You start sucking slowly, treating it like a treasure, your erection again raging hard like no other time you remember, thoughts of guilt making you feel small and miserable, and horny.

A soft, sultry giggle resounds on your ears, and the much thinner girl turns you with no effort.

"Puppy, you were very good accepting me to be your owner, so now you deserve a reward, and maybe a little treat from my lips"

You squeal in pleasure, feeling her massive rod against your little, twitching anus. Her precious hand under your jaw, making you feel like a dog and the fluttering butterflies on your stomach, long gone the guilt, plus the idea of tasting her tulip lips are too much for you to bear, and you come like a sissy when her mighty fallus, aided by her superior, virile strenght, destroys the measly opposition of your asshole, and then seems to go even deeper than before, making a bulge in your stomach and even, you feel, pistoning against your heart.

Her movements are swift and powerful, each time going back until almost getting out but before your asshole can get a moment to recover, it comes down again, with a strenght that you feel akin to a mountain. Your legs just squander aimlessly, unable to control them you can only hope she does not feel you unsightly, but she looks very pleased.

Soon you become entranced, only feeling the deep pleasure coming from your filled ass and staring at her perfect face. She is unreal. So pretty that you can not help but relish again and again on her beauty like some sort of unendingly thirsty beast in front of a fountain of the freshest of waters. Soon you are absorved on her eyes, you can not even hear the sound of her pretty hips against your butt anymore. She stares at you in a way that you feel familiar, disturbing and extremely hot.

The ram keeps pounding against your heart, making everything inside tremor and making you feel that it will soon conquer it. You shudder, in fear, and a bit of cum on a small orgasm you fail to perceive leaks from your dicklet. The superior predator pounding you has a lot of experience. Forget about her age, she knows everything there is to know about how to pound someone into submission and she is now putting it into practice with your tender asshole. You stand no chance and you know it, she knows it, both of you understand it is not a matter of if, but when.

She will turn you into an addict, of her cock, of her beauty, once you get used to eating swan no duck will satisfy you, but for now you still keep your sanity deep inside and feel that your heart holds a lot of precious things, too valuable to exchange for pleasure. Valuable relationships like the one you have with your family that can not go down the drain just for a thrill. She smiles, making the room brighter and making you blush even more furiously that you were already.

"Open your mouth pet" she says sucking her lips on top of you, she seems to be leaning in for a kiss "here is your treat".