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(Taking Liberties, continued...)
“Bend forward,” Vince commands. You do nothing to resist as he adjusts you into position, elbows on the counter with your legs spread and ass out. He slides his cock into your panties through a leg hole and thrusts it up and down between your cheeks, squeezing your buttocks around his shaft with both hands. He seems obsessed with your butt, and you start to worry that he might try anal
You hear laughter from the other room and are reminded that the two of you are not the only people in the house. Whatever his plan is, he had better make it quick. Probably realizing this too, he pulls his cock out of your panties before wriggling them down to mid-thigh, exposing your naked ass in all its glory. He can’t resist giving it another firm squeeze.
“Wait — what if someone — ” you begin.
“Shhh!” Vince forces his hand between your legs and worms his fingers between your pussy lips and into your slit. You’re very wet down there.
“You’re dripping, Rachel. I knew you were a slutty girl,” he taunts.
“Now hang on!” you object indignantly. “If you grope any girl’s butt for long enough she’s going to get turned on, but that doesn’t mean — Oh!”
He’s stopped your complaining by quickly aiming his cock and thrusting forward hard, sinking his long, thick shaft deep into your wet cunt, snagging and drawing your inner pussy lips in with him. He takes you by the hips and starts thrusting, slowly at first. After several long strokes you quickly decide that the sensation of Vince’s fat cock buried in your cunt is one of your ten favorite things.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” you whimper to yourself as Vince repeatedly penetrates you over the kitchen counter. As he picks up the pace the only other sound is that of his hips smacking against your quivering ass cheeks.
“You can’t just — uh — bend a girl over and — uh — start fu — uh — fucking her!” you grunt.
“Are any of these rules written down somewhere?” he asks, grabbing your tits through your dress and using them as hand-holds.
“No! It’s — oh — oh — obvious!”
“Well, I must admit I didn’t think it would be this easy,” he replies, to your chagrin. He sneaks a hand down and starts tracing circles around your stiff, protruding clit, using pussy juice as lubricant.
“Ohhhhh,” you sigh, your body shuddering. Fuck it, you decide. He can do whatever he damn well likes.
Suddenly a voice calls out from the other room. “Rachel, are you in there?”
You gasp in fright, then shout back, “Stay there, I’m coming in a sec!”
That’s true in more ways than one. Vince’s fingers dance over your clit in a blur as he shoves his cock as deep into your pussy as he can, then pumps you with a series of short thrusts, withdrawing less than half way for each.
“Ohhh — ohhh — ohhhhh!” you whimper, shivering all over as your orgasm washes through you, making you instantly a lot wetter down there, coating his balls with your juice. Without waiting for you to finish coming he decides to focus on himself, pumping in and out of your quivering cunt as fast as he can, and in a few seconds he is coming too.
“Unnngghhh Rachel!” groans Vince, his big cock pulsing and twitching as he pumps you full of sperm. He keeps thrusting the whole time, filling your tunnel with gooey white love, your nether regions getting squelchier and squelchier. Your commingled fluids start to ooze down your inner thighs.
He takes a few gasping breaths when he’s done, then pulls his cock out of you. A string of semen briefly connects his cock and your gaping hole before breaking and dropping down your leg. You can feel his cum all over your ass and thighs, and feel it dribbling out of your twitching pussy. You must look a frightful mess.
There’s a roll of paper towels on the bench nearby. He peels off a few sheets to wipe you clean, then gets another and stuffs it between your legs before pulling your panties back up into place and your dress back down over them. Then he wipes off his cock and tucks it away while you straighten up.
You are feeling a bit dazed. Vince takes you in his arms and kisses you deeply, your tongues entwined as you pant into each other’s mouths hotly. It occurs to you that this might’ve been a better way for him to begin the encounter, but you don’t have any complaints regarding how things panned out.
“Are there any other dumb rules I need to know about?” he finally asks you.
You ponder a minute. “Umm no blowjobs in the bathroom later?”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”