Spring Break: Part 2

DAY 3:

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3:19 AM


My eyes fluttered slowly open, still heavy with sleep, as two rough hands toyed with my breasts. For a moment, I was disoriented – after all, I was naked, in Eric’s bed, in the dark, and I was being groped shamefully. And then the memories of the night before filled in the holes in my waking mind and I let the tension ease from my body.


Yes. Somewhere during our all night fuck-a-thon, Eric and I had moved from Finn’s bed to the floor, to the dresser, and then to his own bed. And the fingers tugging at my already erect pink nipples were my brother’s. I smiled sleepily up at him.


“Don’t you have to go to work in a few minutes?”


“Yep,” he grinned down at me. “But I’ve got time.”


“Not that much-” my words were cut off with a gasp as one of his fingers slid into my cunt. He curled it upwards, letting the tip of his finger press against my G-spot. I trembled beneath him and moaned softly as he leaned down to take one of my nipples in his mouth.


Pausing for only a moment, Eric growled seductively in my ear, “Your cunt is already so wet. I wonder how much of that is mine from last night.”


I mumbled something incoherent, my eyes screwed shut as I focused on keeping quiet. I’d lost count of how many times he’d cum in me last night – God, he had so much stamina. But just the thought that some of his load was possibly still buried inside my pussy was enough to undo me.


I’m such a pervert…


It was so taboo, so wrong – especially knowing that we had gone unprotected every single time and that I was fertile. The logical part of my brain kept insisting that I should feel worse about this, that I should feel worried. And yet, I didn’t. I wasn’t. Maybe something really was wrong with me. I should have cared, but I didn’t. The risk of pregnancy, the very indecency of what we were doing only added fuel to the fire building inside me. For the moment, all that mattered was that I wanted him. I wanted to be fucked.


Eric’s finger, still inside me, flicked upwards again, and I squirmed, mewling – I could barely contain myself. His tongue traveled from my tits down to my stomach, and I shivered as the cold air of the dorm room met the wet trail left by his tongue. He paused to nip at my hips and I whimpered in response. He was teasing me.


Seeming to sense my impatience, he winked at me and then continued down, his hands moving to lift up my legs, giving him better access to my aching slit. I could feel his breath on my clit, and I lifted my hips slightly – encouraging him to taste me.


“Ah!”


He didn’t. Instead, he blew sharply on my pussy and then turned his head to nibble at the tender places along my thigh – the sensations of both pain and pleasure almost too much to bear. I moaned in a mixture of protest and excitement, my hands moving down to push him away.


“Eric, don’t.”


He ignored me, batting my hands aside to continue his torturous kisses. As his mouth moved further and further away from the one spot that desperately needed his attention, I whined, shifting my hips closer to him. Finally, he pulled away from my legs, smiling roguishly up at me.


“I’m getting the sense you want something specific.”


“Don’t tease me,” I whined, but he just laughed.


Slowly – ever so slowly – he inched closer to my pussy, and I held my breath in anticipation, every muscle in my body taut as I waited for that feeling – that release. I felt the bed move as Eric adjusted, and then –


“Oh, fuck!”


He attacked my cunt – flicking his tongue over my clit, then sucking, his fingers parting the moist folds to give his expert tongue better access. I writhed beneath him, clutching the pillow over my face to keep from screaming – it felt so good. His mouth found its way slightly lower and he sank his tongue into my depths and I bucked my hips upwards. In response, his teeth grazed my clit to still my squirming, before continuing to tongue-fuck me.


I was close – so close – to cumming. And he knew it.


So he stopped.


Before I had a chance to protest, he had shifted position, his arms on either side of me, the tip of his rock hard cock pressing up against my snatch. Eric tossed aside the pillow I had been using to cover my screams and sought out my lips with his. The taste of that somewhat tangy, somewhat sweet flavor of me still lingered on them and I kissed him back greedily. As his tongue sought mine, he thrust his hips forward, sheathing his cock completely inside me and I gasped into his kiss.


He was so hard – so big. I could feel the full length of him inside me, stretching me, filling me completely, each time he rammed into me. I could feel the tip of his cock against my cervix with each thrust. I raised my hips – trying to pull him in deeper, if that were even possible. Eric grunted as my cunt squeezed his cock. It was almost like he lost control. He was no longer gentle – his hands pinned down my arms, his mouth captured my screams, and his thrusts became merciless – pushing into me as hard and as deep as he possibly could. I was completely helpless – and it felt so, so good.


I was even closer to cumming, and by the sound of his ragged breathing, so was he. His thrusts became irregular as he fought for control. One thrust, two, three, four – my body was tense with anticipation. So close. So damn close!


“Fuck!” I gasped, my head reeling as my orgasm washed over me. My entire body shuddered and my cunt spasmed around his stuff cock.


“Oh, god, Lara,” Eric groaned. “I’m cumming.”


Ropes of his hot cum splattered inside my pussy, and I squealed as I came yet again – my entire body convulsing as though to milk every ounce of cum from his dick. Panting, Eric collapsed on top of me, his slowly softening cock still shoved deeply inside. We lay there for a few long moments, catching our breaths, both our hearts pounding loudly.


Eventually, he propped himself up on his elbows and smiled down at me.


“See? I told you I had time.”


I glanced at the clock.


3:46 AM


When he moved off of me a few too short minutes later, his semi-flaccid member pulled out, and I sighed, unable to help feeling of slight disappointment at its absence.


“I wish you didn’t have to work today…”


When Eric smiled back at me, I caught a hint of resignation in the slump of his shoulders. “Yeah, me too.”


I watched him dress and then dash out the door before snuggling again under the covers, my fingers moving down my body to dip into my cum filled pussy.