Peter

Finally the argument is settled. You are a bit surprise to see the passive and silent boy stand his ground. Vernon had to back done this one time, you will be impressed if it the prize was not your body. Before leaving he asks him to finish outside of you, and he instructs you to obey Peter.

Now that it's just the two of you, you try to reason him. You tell him that he is better than that, that he does not need to use you to prove anything... Peter get upset, standing in front of you he grabs your head and look at you with anger. All his life woman overlooked him because he is nice and polite with them. He explains that you are not better than any of them and he will use you like the other. You never seen him that confident or intimidating. He has been hiding his trueself well.

Since you are sitting on the bed, your eyes are aligned to his already hard dick. The first order comes, it's time for a blowjob. You quickly obey, freeing his sex from his clothes. It springs at you, bigger than expected but also cleaner than Vernon's. It's with less discuss that you take the head in your mouth and start to work your magic. Its bigger size, hygiene and familiar warmth make the job more pleaseant. You wouldn't say you love it but to your shame you feel yourself getting wet. You maintain a steady pace for a while, longer that you ever did with Vernon. Maybe the young man have more endurance or maybe the previous drinks help him.

Your jaw is tired when he stops you. You look at him with saliva all over your chin and clothes, what a sight. He undresses and you do the same, it's fully naked that your spread your legs for him. He enters you with ease thanks to your natural lubrification. There is no tenderness in his act but he controls himself and know what his doing. Soon his plowing gives you pleasure and you bite your lips holding moans. He notices anyway smirking at you. He enjoys you for a while looking at your ample breast jiggling sliding with more and more ease.

He has been fucking you for a long time, you are fully aroused now. Your red cheeks, your wetness and your suppresed moan are proofs. You cannot say if it's because Peter is better and bigger or if it's the last days of constent unsatisfaying sex.

It's when he changes his pace, getting closer of his own climax that you reach yours. At first you try to fight it, then you try to hide it, but your noise noise, your tiny fist gripping the sheet and your face are a clear giveaway. Peter notices but he keeps his thrust consistent, not interested in your pleasure.

Maybe your pleasure broke his momentum, or maybe he got tired of your face. Wichever he turns you and takes you as you lay flat on your ass. In this new position he fucks you with animalistic energy, clearly trying to finish, while you can feel and hear your generous ass jiggling and clapping against him. You gave up on pretending and let out full moans in a pillow, with his hand pressing you into it. Because of your climax, you are not producing enough wetness and the rough treatment change from imunconfortable to painfull. At some point you try to push him back with your hand, but he doesn't seem to even notice. You start to wonder how long you will be able to endure this. About to break, you turn your head to side and beg him and beg him again to finish between moans. It seems to trigger him and finally he presses into you releasing his hardwork.

You both pants getting back your energy, then he withdraw, making a wet plop sound you and slap your ass as he leaves for the bathroom. Too tired you curl up on the side of the bed, looking like a mess, a mix of drool and tears covering your face. Your leaking pussy makes you realise he didn't obey to Vernon.