I Made The Popular Girl My Pain Slave 3 by Larten21
Discover the thrilling twists in 'I Made The Popular Girl My Pain Slave 3' by Larten21. Dive into a captivating erotic journey filled with desire, power dynamics, and intense passion. Unleash your fantasies and experience the unforgettable as popularity meets submission. Read now for an electrifying tale!<br/>
This story is twice as long as the previous stories. When I started this series I had a clear three story plan but that all changed with the previous entry when Taylor said ‘I Love You’. , I wake slowly to a strange sensation, someone in my bed with me. I remember last night with Taylor all the things we had done, the pleasures we had made each other feel but most of all I remember that look in her eyes and the way she had told me that she thought she was falling in love with me just before she fell asleep wrapped in my arms.
I can feel that my cock is hard and pressing against her ass, she moves and spreads her legs giving me easy access to her pussy. I lie there for a moment trying to figure out if she is asleep or not because even though I did a lot of things to her yesterday I’m not entirely comfortable fucking a sleeping girl.
I still can’t tell if she is awake so I decide to try and find out for sure, I reach down grab my cock and reposition it so it resting on her thigh against her pussy. I hear her take a deep gasp of air and I’m now certain that she is awake.
I line my cock up with her pussy and push inside her. Taylor moans softly as I enter her and I smile, her moans are like music to my ears and I want to fuck her properly but not from behind like this.
“Turn around.” I order her and she shuffles around a little making my cock slip out of her so she can roll over to face me.
“That’s better.” I whisper when she is facing me. I push back inside her, feeling her tight wet pussy around my cock is wonderful and I start to fuck her with slow deep strokes making her moan loudly.
I look at her while I’m fucking her and I see the look of love in her beautiful blue eyes, the slight smile on her open lips and the blush in her cheeks, I suddenly realise I don’t hate her anymore.
I kiss Taylor deeply, our tongues meeting and playing with each other as I continue to fuck her with slow deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out before pushing all the way back inside her.
Taylor drapes her arm over me and pulls herself closer to me making me change how I’m fucking her and start using faster and shorter strokes.
This feels different than when we fucked last night, it is tender and feels loving nothing like the animalistic pain filled fuck session last night or the time in the library had been. Taylor pulls back from the kiss and moans loudly her mouth open in an O shape.
“Can I please cum Sir?” She asks between moans.
“Can you hold on for a moment?” I ask her before quickly adding, “I want us to cum together.”
She smiles and her whole face lights up accentuating her beauty and making her look almost angelic.
“I think I can do that Sir.” She whispers dreamily.
“If you can’t hold on then you can cum.” I tell her but she shakes her head.
“I can hold it Sir.” She says determined.
I speed up my thrusts trying to bring myself to an orgasm quicker so that we can cum together. I kiss her again, letting our tongues dance together as I fuck her faster and faster. Less than a minute later I feel my orgasm well up and I know I’m about to cum.
“Cum with me.” I tell Taylor.
Almost as soon as I say the words Taylor practically screams and her pussy contracts around my cock as she orgasms making me orgasm too spraying rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy. I watch her as she shakes and twitches with the orgasm, she has a big open mouth smile on her face and her eyes are closed making her look like she is experiencing true ecstasy.
When her orgasm has subsides I throw an arm over Taylor and pull her close and she buries her head against my neck, I kiss the top of her head and breathe in her scent. She smells sweaty but it isn’t the usual acrid off putting smell of sweat but instead is sweet and rather erotic. We lie there for a while just holding each other and panting as we recover from our orgasms.
“That was probably the best way I’ve ever been woken up.” Taylor tells me dreamily.
“If only we could wake up like that every day.” I say kissing the top of her head again.
“We could.” She whispers almost too quiet for me to hear.
I don’t know how to respond to what she said, I don’t know if she even meant for me to hear her so I kiss her again and relax, enjoying the feel of her body against mine. We lie like that for a while before I shift and retrieve my phone, I want to get some shopping done today but I don’t know where the shop I want to visit is located or its opening times, after five minutes I know where I need to go and when the store closes.
“What you looking at?” Taylor asks peeking at my phone screen.
“Just the opening times for a shop we’re going to today.” I tell her thankful for the fact it is the start of the weekend.
“We?” She questions me almost hesitantly.
“Yeah I need you there to help me pick things out.” I tell her making her smile.
We lie in bed together for a little while longer before finally getting out of bed. I shower first and while Taylor is taking her turn in the shower I decide to make breakfast, blueberry pancakes. Taylor walks into the kitchen with only a towel wrapped around her and takes one look at the pancakes before squealing and practically throwing herself at me. She starts kissing me frantically like I had just given her the best present anyone could ever ask for.
“What’s up with you?” I ask when she stops kissing me, I can hear the lightness in my voice and feel my cheeks straining from the big smile on my lips.
“You made my favourite breakfast.” She tells me practically lighting up the room with her smile.
“Better eat them while they’re still hot then.” I say to her.
Taylor skips over to the table and tucks straight into her plate of pancakes, I sit opposite her and try to eat but I can’t take my eyes off Taylor eating. I know it sounds strange but there is something so elegant and erotic about the way she is eating that holds my attention so much so that by the time she has finished her plate I’m only halfway through my own.
Taylor gets up and tells me that she is going to get dressed while I finish eating. I finish eating then look down at my shirtless chest and grey trackies and decide that I need to change before we go out anywhere. I walk into my bedroom to see Taylor still naked and looking down at her clothes, she hears me walk into the room and looks up at me embarrassed.
“I forgot I don’t have any underwear.” She tells me blushing.
“You said you had an interest in exhibitionism. It might be helpful where we are going too.” I tell her with a soft laugh.
“If that’s what you want Sir.” She says with a cheeky smile and her blush deepening.
“I do want.” I tell her as I step closer and kiss her.
We get dressed quietly and when we are done I look over at Taylor and see why she was hesitant of wearing this outfit with no underwear. The black skirt comes down to the middle of her thighs and combined with the white knee high socks would draw any straight mans lustful stares, her white shirt would also draw stares because her lack of a bra makes the outline of her breasts obvious but not as obvious as her nipples. She decides to leave her platinum blonde hair down instead of putting it up in pigtails like she usually does.