The doorbell chimes at ten sharp in my quiet apartment. Heart hammers. I open the door. Emma smiles, seductive in her summer dress, straps thin over shoulders. No bra. My eyes dive into her cleavage. Perky tits beg to be freed. I pull her inside fast. Door slams. No kiss. Control it.
“Found it easy?” My voice steady. She nods. “Mom dropped me downtown. Walked ten minutes.” Marie’s shadow lingers. Goosebumps rise. “What’d you tell her?” “Shopping with friends.” Lie covers us. Good.
The Fever
“Why here, Emma?” She lifts her dress to her navel. Bare pussy stares back. Freshly shaved into a thin landing strip. My cock throbs. Instinct hits. I lunge. Pin her against the door. Deep kiss devours her mouth. One hand grips both wrists overhead. Free hand dives under. Fingers split slick lips. Dip inside. Hot, wet grip.
Thumb finds her clit hood. Circles it hard. She yelps sharp. I swallow it with another kiss. Muffled moans vibrate. Dress shoves down. Mouth latches nipple. Suck hard. It peaks. She writhes. Hand pumps her cunt relentlessly. Marsh of juices. Eyes glaze. Body spasms. I zero on clit. Rub furious. She seizes. Orgasms crash. High-pitched wail. Legs buckle. Only my hold keeps her up.
The Blaze
I scoop her bridal-style. Carry to bedroom. She whispers, “Gentle… please.” Sit her on bed. “Suck me stiff. Slobber it wet.” Pants drop. Her mouth engulfs. Tongue laps from base to tip. Swirls glans. Cock iron-hard, shiny with spit. Hand her condom. She fumbles. Tears it. Tries rolling. Fails. Reservoir ignored. “Sorry… first time.” Alarm blares.
“You’re a virgin?” “Yes. Thought you knew.” Shock. She blows like a pro. “Boys my age get blowjobs. I swallow. Keeps them off.” Fingering no pain—self-broken hymen. “Why me?” Hesitation. “Mom. Pact for perfect first time. Told her everything. She picked you. Planned English lesson. Pics. All to reel you in. Dropped me pantyless today.”
Mind reels. Marie’s proxy lust. Manipulation exposed. Rage simmers into power.