You Belong To Me.

Protection

I know you’re tired and feel worn out. I can see all of your worries just by looking at your face, even though you’re trying to hide them from me. Don’t forget that our hearts are forever connected by an invisible and unbreakable thread. They speak to each other even when you and I don’t.

I hurt when you hurt. Your heart is my second heart. I sense when it’s burdened. When the weight of this unforgiving world is forcing you to your knees. You don’t have to carry it on your own. That’s what I’m here for. That’s the reason I’m your protection. Use me. Use my strength to build up your own once again.

Crawl into my arms and let me shelter you from harm. Nothing will happen as soon as they close around you. I will keep everyone and everything at bay, the new enemies and those old demons you keep fighting against every day. I’m here. Rest your weary head on my shoulder and exhale. You’re safe now.

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Early morning visit before school

Laura woke up on this early morning from a soft knock on her open window. She looked up and saw her boyfriend smiling at her. He came in via the tree next to her house like he regularly did. They both liked to get naughty in the morning but didn’t want anyone to know. It was hot because there was always a chance of family coming in. She usually slept naked which made these morning visits just more convenient.

He always used a condom but wanted to try something new this time. Convincing her that It felt better and was even more thrilling without one. Even though she was ovulating these days she wanted to try It out but made him promise to pull out at the end. The thought of this new naughty step made her kinda wet already. Now there wasn’t just the chance of getting caught but also a chance of getting pregnant. 

He quickly undressed crawling into the bed. Placing the bare tip near the entrance made her shiver already.  While slowly pushing inside he felt her hole tightly wrap around his dick. It was already dangerous with the pre-cum inside her but she knew the chance was still low of getting knocked up.

“Just remember to pull out right?”

‘Yeah of course’

It was thrilling so early in the morning. The potential risk of someone hearing them or walking in made It extra hot. The penetration felt wonderful for them both and they kinda got lost in the moment. He loved the sight of her fit teen body and feeling of her tight clamping pussy pulling and milking him with every thrust. She loved the warm deep border-less penetration inside her. They were both trying to stay quiet just letting out little moans of joy. Right then their unprotected morning fun got interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Hey Sweety are you getting up soon. You need to get to school in a bit.”

It was Laura’s mother, they were so in the moment that It shocked them both for a moment. He stopped trusting and froze, still having his dick inside her teen cunt.

‘Uhm, yeah I’m dressing up now mom’

“perfect, Oh did you hear there is a new neighbor moving today, I’m going to help him”

‘Eeeh…. okay right mom’

At that point he knew her mother wasn’t getting in and slowly started to thrust further inside Laura’s tight wet unprotected hole again. She looked up annoyed at her boyfriend at first but then allowed It. For both It felt extra naughty continuing to fuck while the conversation was still going hoping the door wouldn’t swing open randomly. Her mother seemingly didn’t bother about the short uninterested responses and kept talking.

“I heard he also got a dog and..”

Laura frowned at him rolling her eyes back. Her mother was known for rambling on about anything. With that sign and understanding the situation he saw a golden opportunity. During the conversation with the slow and steady thrusting  he got closer and closer to unload his cum right inside her tight teen pussy. Having used a condom every time before since she wasn’t on the pill made It all the more longingly. It just felt too good to pull out now.

She was still distracted with her mother and the pointless conversation at the door that she didn’t notice the slower movement of him thrusting deep inside her. He always did that when he was close but she was lost in thought. At that very moment he was shooting multiple potent shots of sperm right inside her. Making sure to prevent any moans or grunts that could warn her about It while still continuing to slowly thrust inside pushing the cum deeper. He pulled out just near the end of his blistering free orgasm shooting 2 more weak shots on her belly.

By then the conversation finally ended where she promised her mother to get ready for school soon.

With a relief she signed: “mothers, that was so close. We almost got caught Thank god you pulled out, the distraction could have easily ended up in me getting a pussy full of cum”

‘Yeah that was very close indeed, I pulled out right in time’

“You have to go now, I don’t have time for a shower and need to get to school.”

She shooed him off and wiped away the few drops of cum on her tummy. He made his way back through the window, still twitching with the thought of having shot almost his entire load inside her young cunt. There was no doubt this fresh sperm was actively searching for an egg to fertilize at that moment.

Since there was no time for a shower because of the longer fucking session she just dressed quickly with some cloths lying around. Laura went to school with a well filled pussy. While chatting with her girlfriends and following class at school she unknowingly got impregnated with the semen from that naughty morning.

Creampie-slut

That’s what you are. Don’t deny it. You crave being filled with my hot cum. You crave feeling wave after wave of sperm enter your pussy. You crave being handled roughly. Used. Overpowered. Groped. Pounded. Your clothes torn to shreds before I cuff your hands to your legs. You sit there naked and exposed on my couch. Nowhere to go. A gag in your mouth to silence you. As I toy and tease your body. Today you are my creampie-slut. Mine to use and stuff with cum. Mine to slap, bruise and bully so that your pussy gets dripping and wet. Wet enough for me to mount and climb your poor little body. Imagine me laying fully on top of you in mating press. My fat cock rubbing against your slick pussy, before pushing the tip of my shaft slowly past your pussy-lips. Imagine being forced to lay there as I slam my rod deep inside of you. Hearing me grunt and groan as I use your pussy for my pleasure. Fucking you hard and fast without thinking about your pleasure at all. After all. You are my creampie slut. My cumdump. And my goal here is to fuck your pussy raw and deep and overflow you with cum. Pumping wave after wave of sperm deep inside your pussy.

And you’ll know when that will happen. You’ll see it in my face. You’ll hear my grunts and growls grow more feral. Where at first I was thrusting deep and slow, now I’m pressing my full body weight on top of you in mating press. One hand wrapped around your throat. The other holding you down as I thrust in and out your drenched pussy. You’ll then feel my fat cock throb and twitch deep inside your pussy. Mh balls twitch against you. Before a guttural roar escapes my lips and wave after wave of hot cum gets pumped inside your pussy. Dumping my heavy creampie all the way inside. Overflowing your pussy with my sperm, coating your cervix with my spunk. Before pulling out and shooting the last few splashes of cum all over your pussy(hair) and marking you in the process. Then. Then I’m taking a shower, leaving you cuffed on the couch with cum leaking out of you. Your pussy(hair) covered in sperm. Strongly smelling of wet and used cumdump. Leaving you a creampied little slut.

Think of me

I demand you think of me the next time you are alone and there are no distractions. When all the work has been done, all errands run and the world has finally stopped spinning for a few minutes. That will be the time when you can’t hold back any longer and your hand looks for that warm and moist place of comfort. I want to be there with you. I demand that you think of me then.

Picture my face when you close your eyes and your fingers slowly slide over your smooth folds. See me taking off my clothes in your mind when your fingertips find their way between your lips. Imagine me naked when you find your wetness and push inside yourself. When you feel yourself getting stretched by your fingers, remember the last time you saw me hard and oozing for you. Hear my voice whisper your name in the darkness when you taste yourself.

I want to be all over your thoughts. I want to be the reason why you are turned on. For your dripping. For your moaning. For all the parts of your body that become aroused. And for those that become so deliciously wet. I want you to believe that I’m there with you when you get close. I want to be the reason when you yell out and gush. And when you do, when you finally cum, all over yourself and those clean, fresh sheets, I want the only thing coming out of your mouth to be my name. Moan it. Scream it. Curse it. I want to be the reason for your ecstasy. I fucking demand it because after all, you are mine!

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If I told you

What would you think of me if I told you that I enjoy it when you tell me about your day, but at the same time I also want to pin you down and bite your inner thighs?

What would you think of me if I told you that I love watching you prepare a delicious meal, but at the same time I imagine my fingers stretching you wide as I push them inside you?

What would you think of me if I told you that it’s a thrill for me to watch you be a boss and kick ass, but at the same time I think about choking you with one hand and spanking you with the other?

What would you think of me if I told you that I adore how your face lights up when something touches your soul, but at the same time I crave to see your watery eyes as you gag on me?

What would you think of me if I told you that I live for days when your smile lights up a gloomy world, but at the same time I ache to make you cum past your point of tolerance.

If I told you these things, would you hold them against me, or would you love me even more?

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𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 “𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘱” 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 “𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳” 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 “𝘪’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥” 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 “𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰? 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?” 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 “𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘵'𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵, 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱? 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴... 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶? ...𝘯𝘰? 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘺, 𝘩𝘶𝘩?”

If I told you

What would you think of me if I told you that I enjoy it when you tell me about your day, but at the same time I also want to pin you down and bite your inner thighs?

What would you think of me if I told you that I love watching you prepare a delicious meal, but at the same time I imagine my fingers stretching you wide as I push them inside you?

What would you think of me if I told you that it’s a thrill for me to watch you be a boss and kick ass, but at the same time I think about choking you with one hand and spanking you with the other?

What would you think of me if I told you that I adore how your face lights up when something touches your soul, but at the same time I crave to see your watery eyes as you gag on me?

What would you think of me if I told you that I live for days when your smile lights up a gloomy world, but at the same time I ache to make you cum past your point of tolerance.

If I told you these things, would you hold them against me, or would you love me even more?

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Think of me

I demand you think of me the next time you are alone and there are no distractions. When all the work has been done, all errands run and the world has finally stopped spinning for a few minutes. That will be the time when you can’t hold back any longer and your hand looks for that warm and moist place of comfort. I want to be there with you. I demand that you think of me then.

Picture my face when you close your eyes and your fingers slowly slide over your smooth folds. See me taking off my clothes in your mind when your fingertips find their way between your lips. Imagine me naked when you find your wetness and push inside yourself. When you feel yourself getting stretched by your fingers, remember the last time you saw me hard and oozing for you. Hear my voice whisper your name in the darkness when you taste yourself.

I want to be all over your thoughts. I want to be the reason why you are turned on. For your dripping. For your moaning. For all the parts of your body that become aroused. And for those that become so deliciously wet. I want you to believe that I’m there with you when you get close. I want to be the reason when you yell out and gush. And when you do, when you finally cum, all over yourself and those clean, fresh sheets, I want the only thing coming out of your mouth to be my name. Moan it. Scream it. Curse it. I want to be the reason for your ecstasy. I fucking demand it because after all, you are mine!

Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss