Hear me out fellow Joel sluts, the demon of horny hath possessed me.
Jackson era. Pure smut. Age gap. Frantic fucking on a couch. 18+ only.
Desperate not to cum, Joel thinks about what a terrible person he is.
I mean, he knows her parents for fuck’s sake. He’s over at their house on the regular. How the hell he’s supposed to look them in the eye now? Now after fucking their pretty little daughter like an animal on their own couch.
Joel has her on her back, her legs bouncing in the air while he fucks her in a mating press.
He likes it best this way. When he can get deep, grinding his pelvis against hers. He likes watching her cute face screw up in pleasure, her eyes and mouth popping open when he knocks on her cervix.
She claws at him, arching her back when he grinds even deeper,
“Fuck!” She cries. Joel stares at her lips, puffy and wet from when she sucked on his dick. She’s trembling now when Joel slides his cock in and out. In and out, he fucks her tight channel open with every thrust.
The girl is whining now, tears brimming in her big eyes as all she can do is lie there and take the brutal pounding from a man older than her father.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum,” she whispers, and indeed Joel can feel the walls of her tight little pussy start to flutter. Poor thing’s been put through the ringer tonight.
His mouth falls open in a groan. She feels heavenly, wrapped around his dick and pinned underneath him.
Shit this girl’s gonna drain his balls soon if he’s not careful. And Joel has no plan on this ending anytime soon.
So Joel thinks about what people would say if they found out. What they’d call him behind his back.
Dirty old man. Shit like that.
Joel’s finding it very hard to care when she finally cums. Her cunt squeezes around him like he tasered her. Her back arches as much as it can with all of his bulk pressing down on her.
Joel doesn’t let up his thrusts. No, he fucks her through her orgasm, pummeling her pussy with his cock, his balls slapping against the soaked skin of her asshole.
“Fuck pretty girl, you got a great pussy.” Joel grunts, feeling her tremble underneath him.
She gives a tired laugh, “Thanks.”
“Little thing takes me so well, stretches out nice for me.” He purrs, feeling his own orgasm pull low in his gut.
He slows his thrusts, wanting to savour this. The feeling of her warmth wrapped around him, her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. The smell of her neck when he sucks and licks.
Her little cunt, warm and wet and all for his taking.
Its too much. Without any further warning, Joel feels a familiar jolt in the base of his spine. He instinctually slams himself as deep as he can while his balls tighten and he pumps shot after shot of cum deep inside her.
The girl doesn’t react how Joel thought she would. She lies there, letting out a little moan at the feeling of his cock throbbing against her walls. It takes a few seconds until she looks up at him, her eyes wide,
“Wait what was that? Did you just cum?” She asks, her voice wavering.
Joel knew he was a bad man when the realization that he was the first man to paint her insides with his seed, makes him rut into her again. Giving short little thrusts, getting the last dregs of his cum inside her walls.
The girl gasps when Joel finally pulls out. He does so slowly, he knows he can be a lot to handle. Especially now that he’s rethinking how experienced she might be.
Breathing heavily, Joel rests with the tip of his cock still pressed against the girl’s seam. She sits up, trying to shift to better see herself. Joel watches with a soft groan when the pearly white fluid pools at the girl’s entrance, before spilling down.
Its thick. And there’s a lot. Joel’s not even sure when the last time he’d had an orgasm was but he must’ve been pretty backed up because now its at risk of staining her parent’s couch.
Joel gathers it with two fingertips, dragging his fingers up her slit before pushing back inside.
Her lip quivers and the shudder that passes through her is one of pleasure, especially when Joel starts to finger her with more rhythm. Pulling her libido back up of the floor, up and running again.
“I am sorry about that. Kinda came outta nowhere. I can get you anything you need.” Joel promises. His sentances are short, but the girl nods, the look on her face showing she understands.
“I might take you up on that,” she says with a sigh at the ministrations Joel’s laying on her.
“But first,” she moans, her knees falling wider, “my parent’s don’t get back til Monday.”
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