You could pull out, right?

“You could pull out, right Mister?” Her suggestion sends all sorts of conflicting thoughts racing through my brain. I know that "I'll just pull out" is what horny high school boys tell their dates and that as birth control, pulling out is about as reliable as wishing on a shooting star. None of that compares to the surge of excitement I feel when I realize that I'm going to get to fuck Alison right now. And I'm going to ride her bareback!

I do try one last time. “The gas station is just up the hill, Honey.” I tell her, “I can be back in less than ten minutes.” Alison however is deeply immersed in her role of school slut, and she catches my hand in hers and presses it boldly to her breast.

“I'm so horny, Mister.” The pretty blonde coed pouts, “I trust you, Sir. Don't you want to bang this hot teenaged body of mine?” I don't know about you, but I'm just a man and when a sexy thing like my tenant is throwing herself at me like this, I wasn't going to say no.

For a second or two we stare at each other, but we both know where this is leading. Alison pulls away and skips up the steps giving the perfect view of her ass and tits wiggling as she goes.

“Come on then, Grandpa.” She teases me from the landing, “You can have me, if you don't have a heart attack climbing all these steps.” I think I surprised her by how fast I take the steps, because with a squeal of alarm she sprints for her bedroom door. I'm not far behind her and by the time she gets to her bed I am right behind her pulling off my shirt and stepping out of my khakis. at least part of my excitement lies in chasing down the naked woman like a caveman hunting for a mate in paleolithic times.

“Wow, Mr. P!” Alison can't seem to keep her eyes off my cock. “I guess you are a horny old goat, aren't you?”

Less than a minute later I have her on her back with my cock pressing into her tight young pussy. After all the foreplay we just went through, I didn't see the need to warm her up, and sure enough my cock slipped easily between her slick petals. I pause briefly once the bulb of my cock is firmly embedded within her savoring the tightness of her teenaged pussy gripping me like a glove.

“Go ahead, Pops.” Alison shows no hint of alarm. “Remember, I'm a nasty skank that all sorts of men have fucked before you.” This is exactly what I told Alison I wanted and without another moment of hesitation I pushed as hard as I could into her sex. She may be pretending to be the school slut, but I knew better. Mine is only the second cock she's taken like this, and I knew for damn sure Dick didn't make her feel like this.

“Oh Wow!” I'm not sure if she is still playing, or if this is the small-town preacher's daughter that I've been lusting after who's gasping with pleasure. To be honest, I don't really care. I lean forward, capturing her wrists in my hands and press them to the mattress beside her head. In this position, pinned beneath me, there is nothing this hot little slut can do but lay there and let me fuck her.

“You like this, don't you?” I growl in her ear, and she whimpers out what sounds like a 'yes'. “You like getting an old man excited like this.” This time her answer is clearer.

“Yes!” Her expressive eyes whirl as she tries to focus. “I've let so many boys spread my legs ... other men too, Sir, but none of them made me feel like this ... and none of them ever got to do me without a condom.”

I don't know if this is a subtle reminder that I agreed to pull out or a deliberate attempt to get me even hornier, but I'm suddenly aware that I'm getting pretty close. I'm going to have to be careful. Not that there's much Alison can do about it. Not with me holding her down like this and my cock buried deep inside her...