Your eyes go wide in panic again. Fuck no you don’t think you can. Jesus fuck, is Mrs Andrews a former pornstar? His cock is massive and he is pulling you harder and harder against him.
“No no, remember baby you need to angle your head like *this*” he moans as he tilts you head downwards slightly and your throat opens for him, his entire shaft plunges into your mouth and down your until about 3 seconds ago unused throat. You expect it to hurt but between your saliva, his juices and the shower water the slick shaft slides effortlessly back and forth as Mr Andrews inadvertently teaches you how to deepthroat him.
Your pussy by now is completely soaked and throbs, yearning for some attention and you are just thinking about you get the cock inside you when with his shaft still balls deep in your throat a door slams and voice calls out from down below.
“David! I’m home! Food is on the side, I am going to check on the kids and get the barbecue lit.”
Mr Andrews stops thrusting into your mouth. You manage to look up through the falling water as he pulls a flanel from the rack and wipes the water from his eyes.
You manage a weak smile up at him as his still erect dick pops from your mouth and he looks down at your tanlged hair and waterlogged uniform.
“SAM?! WHAT THE FUCK?!” He manages to shout while whispering. “What are you doing? Get the fuck out of here!”
Shame overtakes you and you stand and go to run out of the door. An image of Clair’s smug face and the aching in your loins stops you at the door. You close it and bolt it.
“Sam get out.” David repeats, trying to be stern with you all of a sudden. “I’m serious.”
“Fuck you, Mr Andrews.” You whisper angrily as you step towards him.
You step closer, unbuttoning your blouse as water runs down your face from your soaked hair. You see smudged mascara on your face in the mirror but a look of determination that even surprises yourself.
“Or would your prefer that I just scream right now?”
David hesitates and you take a sharp inhalation of breath as if to drive home your point. Panic flashes across David’s face and he holds up a pleading hand.
“Please Sam this is wrong,” he says as you step closer again, your blouse falling wetly to the floor, closely followed by your fairly pointless bra. “You could get pregnant!”
“Please, I have been on the pill since I hit puberty. Just never had a chance to test it until now.” You reply with another whisper. Your wet skirt falls to the floor and you step forward, closer to David. You bend at your hips and peel your soaked panties off and step out of them, dropping them on the floor. “It’s your move Dave. But the barbecue will be ready to cook soon and I am guessing someone will come looking for you. Bet you would like me out of your room by then.”
You are close enough to see his breath move the steam now. You look down at his cock as it rests against your stomach once again. And you massage it with an idle hand.
David scowls at you, noticing the disrespect in *Dave* but knows he is pretty much trapped. He looks at your body with the eye of an appraiser and says “Okay fine, but you’re so tiny Sam, I am not sure if it is going to fit honestly.”
Half hurt by the comment, as if it was made in reference to your breasts you bite back a hurt look and go to kneel down again but he stops you.
“No, we are running out of time. If you want to try this, we do it now.”
The floor is cold despite the hot water that flows over it as David shows you down onto all fours then tells you to lay your forearms flat in front of you and rest your forehead against it. You sense the urgency is his voice the whole time, the terror of being caught with you clearly spurring him on.
You stifle a scream as you first feel the massive head of his cock rubbing against your lips. You feel uncertain. Maybe the deepthroat was enough? It wasn’t like you were ever going to TELL Clair what you had done anyway it was just your little victory so maybe –
The thought was cut off as David took a hold of your skinny hips and tried to pull you back. You felt your virgin pussy stretching to allow him inside but somehow it just wouldn’t go.
“Sam, I’m sorry. You are too small, I just don’t want to hurt you. Maybe if I-?”
With the word “small” ringing around in your ears for the last fucking time that day you pushed yourself back and for a moment it felt as though it was going to work until David realised what you were doing and pulled away.
“Sorry Sam, I just can’t.” He said almost pleading on his knees his cock still rock hard.
“That says you can” you reply as you stand up and turn around and throw yourself at him. You land facing him, thighs against his thighs and his cock resting between your pussy lips. No, not resting – it was almost supporting you. The pressure made your lips part slightly and you could see David trying not to enjoy it as you wriggled you hips slightly then began to grind back and forth. As he looked up at you you leant down and kiss him on the lips. He hesitated for a moment then returned the kiss, taking a hold of your waist and supporting your weight as you tease his cock.
“Fuck. Sam. This feels amazing but we have no time to-” he began but was cut off when you straightened up and took the pressure off his dick.
“Help me,” you whispered in his ear as you pushed your hips back a little and presented your pussy to his huge cock. Sam looked at you with a concerned look but obliged, taking his length in hand and guiding it so the tip rested once again against your lips.
You dropped your weight a little and once again doubted yourself. He felt huge. Could he damage you? It would suck if your first fuck was your last. Once again the smugness on Clair’s face flashed before your eyes and drove you on. You lowered yourself a little more and a little more, your tight lips stretching with every inch.
Your stomach lurched as your thighs lost their battle with the ever increasing amount of fluids between you and David and you slid freely until he realised what had happened and caught you with muscular arms and a vice-like grip.
There was a moment of pain before you realised that the tumble had driven his thick cock almost completely inside you. David’s eyes had glazed over like he was desperately trying to fight a battle inside his head while you found your grip again and slid up and down a few more times.
You tapped his hands as if to tell him he no longer needed to hold you and without thinking said “Thank you, Daddy” as you began riding his shaft. Slowly at first but as you felt more confident you bounced higher and drove his cock deeper inside you.
He opened his tightly screwed up eyes and kissed you firmly on the lips. “Fuck Sam you’re so fucking tight. I can’t believe you’re doing this to me.” You are bouncing almost frantically now, not so much deep as you are fast, every bounce and twist of your hips sending waves of pleasure through your wet pussy. You think of stupid Clair in the pool downstairs and wish she could see you now. You kiss David again and he lowers his head to suck your nipples. Intesifying the pleasure that floods your body.