You see your reflection

“Mike!” you gasp, as he pounds into you from behind. “My breasts hurt!” All this bouncing made the nipples on your breasts sore and sensitive.

“You look so hot, Jane,” he breathes into your ear and your body instantly reacts to his warm breath. He motions to your left. “See?”

Following his gaze, your eyes widen. You can see your reflection in the back door’s windows. Watching your own breasts bounce up and down is almost mesmerizing. The fact that the only thing you’re wearing is your red skirt stirs something inside of you.

Mike lowers a warm and wet kiss to your neck. His tongue slides up to your jaw, where he takes a nip. The whole time, you’re watching all of this in the reflection.

This all looks so… sexy.

Everything starts filtering through your mind; how much Mike had chased you and harassed you in the past, only to succeed in getting your virginity at a party, outside, and is now making you watch your own reflection.

It’s all just too… hot.

“Oh, God!” you scream. You feel yourself tightening around his cock and an overwhelming sense of pleasure bursts out of you. It’s like your body can’t control or contain it. It sends you shaking, bucking, and crying out.

Mike tightens his grip on your arms and starts ramming into you harder.

When your orgasm starts to wear off, you find yourself exhausted. Small cries and moans still escape you though because Mike is still ramming into you.

“Damn… that was hot…” you hear him mutter. He lets go of your arms and quickly grabs your tits again, his hands massaging and twisting your sore nipples.

Suddenly not knowing what else to do with your hands, you immediately place them on top of his. It’s as if you were encouraging his groping.

“They’re sore!” you whimper, which only encourages his **** on them.

It doesn’t take too much longer before everything in him tenses. His hands slip off your breasts and wrap tightly around your waist. You can feel his face bury itself in the back of your neck as something warm spreads between your thighs.

When he’s done, all of his weight collapses on your back and the two of you tumble to the deck floor.

Shakily, you lift your head and look behind you. Mike’s entire body weight is on your back and it isn’t until you feel his hips start gently thrusting, that you realize he’s still inside of you.