See how far I can push her

One of my dark secrets is that I've always liked the idea of forcing a sassy tight-bodied coed like this. Alison so far has been surprisingly amenable to this rent arrangement of ours, hadn't she just asked me to be rough with her? 'The harder the better,' wasn't that what she said? Who am I to deny this fallen Angel of mine what she needs?

“Not my problem, Honey.” It is the behavior of a total asshole, not a gentleman landlord, but it's not like I really can knock her up so why not add to her fantasy of submission. “You should have thought of that before you started flashing your hot young body this week.” My threat has the desired effect and she tries to pull away, but I'm ready for that and press her roughly down into the mattress. “Don't pull that shit with me, Girl. I'm getting my rent money, and I'm taking it the way I want.”

“Wait! Please Mr. P, I can't get pregnant!” For a moment I imagined what it would be like for this conservative Christian to have to return to her small town with her belly slowly growing bigger and bigger. It is a little disturbing but at the same time wildly exciting and with a grunt of desire I push against the lips of her dripping slit.

“I always pick good religious girls to rent to.” I growl as cruelly as I can and then even though I know she's not, I prompt her with a leading question. “Are you a good girl? Am I going to get to pop your cherry?”

“Yes, yes that's right.” Alison picks up on the suggestion, “You'll ruin me!” In spite of her protest, one of her hands reaches down to touch herself. “Please, I'm saving myself.”

“Yeah, I like that.” I groan rocking forward a little deeper. “A sweet little thing like you saving herself for her nasty old landlord.” The soft whimpers and the way she wiggles as I press into her tight pussy only add to the fantasy of domination. It really feels like I am deflowering Paster Miller's virgin daughter; I should be ashamed, but I am more turned on than ever.

Once securely embedded within her, my hands move to her hips and I no longer hold back. Each forward thrust is accompanied by a loud 'slap' as my thighs slam into her soft ass and a soft cry of pain that makes me want her even more. “This is so good, you little cocktease.” For the first time in my life, I am getting a chance to play out my fantasy of deflowering a **** teen and I want her to know how much I'm enjoying it. “I'm going to fuck you like this every week, I hope you're this tight every time!”

“It hurts Mr. P!” For just a second, I think I'm being too rough, but Alison continues and I know that this is her fantasy as much as mine. “Your manhood has taken my innocence ... ow, it hurts ... you're defiling my pure body ... using me like a whore.” Her little fists clench the bedding as I pound her without mercy. “Ow, so deep ... so hard ... and you're making me like it, you nasty old man.”

I can't help but respond to her words, well her words and the way her tight pussy is squeezing my cock. With a grunt of satisfaction, I release my load into my teenaged tenant, filling her womb with my hot cum before collapsing onto her slender body and pressing her into the mattress below. As the last bit of semen dribbles from my drained cock I can feel her tremble against my hard body.