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Click hereShe was enjoying his excitement, the little groans and exclamations, the urgency of his hand on her head, guiding her and pushing her where he wanted. Her own excitement slowly grew. In her inexperience, Penny wondered if he would finish in her mouth or pull it out, that was what some of the girls talked about. It was what Terri had talked about. She'd always wrinkled her nose at those girls, but now she was finding it was actually quite enjoyable. She almost giggled as her head bobbed up and down. She wondered what it would taste like. Almost, she was looking forward to it.
To her surprise, after what seemed a long time, but was in fact only a couple of minutes, Penny felt her head being pulled back up. Eric eased her over onto her back without a word, kissing her, their tongues meeting and sliding against each others, his naked body pressing hotly against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her leg, his massive chest pressing against her small breast, his hand between her legs again, his finger sliding inside her with slippery ease. Penny wondered if he could taste himself on her tongue and then she stopped thinking about that as he rolled over her, his knees sliding between her legs, pushing her legs wide apart, his chest pressing against her breasts, his erect shaft bouncing on her stomach and then brushing against her inner thighs. Penny gasped in sudden shock.
Looking up at his face above hers, feeling his body on hers, between her now widespread legs, it dawned on Penny with startling abruptness that Eric had no intent to finish in her mouth, that his intentions were far more invasive than that. Even as he continued to kiss her, she felt the swollen head of his cock pushing against her, brushing against her thighs. His finger inside her withdrew, his hand moved down, guided one leg further apart, urged her knee back, her other leg following instinctively. Penny's heart fluttered like a birds as she realized she was in the same open and exposed position as the girls she had watched on the bed and the couch opposite only a little while earlier.
There was another of those heart-stopping moments as she realized what was about to happen, what would happen if she didn't stop him. If she didn't say no.
"I want you." Eric's breath whispered in her ear.
Penny didn't say no. She didn't say yes either. Her heart pounding like a drum, she looked up at him and she waited. She waited for him to take her.
Eric's face smiled down at her. One of his hands brushed her hair back from her forehead. His lips touched hers. They kissed. She felt his cock brush against her, touch her, push lightly, bringing a gasp from her.
"I want you Penny," Eric breathed again.
She realized he was waiting. Waiting for an answer from her. An answer she still wasn't sure of, that she couldn't bring herself to give. She knew what she wanted, but she was afraid. Afraid? She was terrified. Eric moved a little, she felt him pushing against her, the head of his cock slipping inwards a little, sliding between her labial lips, pushing against her entrance. Her eyes widened at the pressure, at the feel of him there, spreading her lips, pushing thickly against her. Penny knew things had gone too far, she'd never intended this to happen, but now she couldn't find the willpower to tell him to stop, to push him away from her. He moved again and it felt so good. So very good. Such exquisite pleasure to surrender herself to him. She looked up into those beautiful eyes.
"Yes," she whispered, faintly, almost inaudibly. Irrevocably.
"Hhhuuuuhhhh." She gasped as he pushed, as she felt herself stretch. She felt her labial lips spread wide around his girth, parting for him, clasping him in a slippery caress. The swollen head of him pushed through her entrance, then paused inside her. Eric's mouth lifted from hers. She saw his face, his eyes looking down into hers. He groaned quietly, a wordless noise of sheer pleasure. Her hands rested on his waist. Now she made her own wordless little noises, excited little gasps as her body absorbed the feeling of him partially inside her. One of his hand's moved to stroke her forehead, brushing her hair back where it had fallen forward again. He smiled down at her tenderly.
"Okay?" he asked.
Penny fuzzily considered the question. Was she okay? It depended on the context. She knew she was being ridiculous. Of course it wasn't okay, she shouldn't be doing this at all. Not here. Not in the middle of the room, on the floor, with an audience.
"Don't stop," Penny whispered up at him.
He smiled. His finger, the finger that had been inside her, stroked her lips wetly. She opened her mouth a little, his finger slid inwards, she tasted herself as she sucked on his digit. He smiled again, removed his finger and kissed her gently, simultaneously beginning a slow gentle movement within her. Penny could feel him moving. She could feel his cock pushing inwards, feel herself stretched around his thickness, each gentle thrust moving just a little further within her body, each gentle thrust stretching her vaginal channel around his invading length.
"Ooohhhhh... uughhhh ... ooohhhh ... uuughhhh." She could hear her own voice as he moved. He felt so big inside her, so huge and hard, pushing up inside her. She could feel him, feel herself stretching as he worked himself deeper into her. He was so big everywhere, so big over her, his body dwarfing hers. She felt tiny beneath him, tiny and helpless. She pictured the hard length she'd held in her hand. It was hard to believe that it was now partially inside her but it was, she could feel it, a thick intrusion driving inwards at the juncture of her widespread thighs. How would it all fit, he was so big. So thick. So long. Penny whimpered in sudden distress.
Eric paused, kissing her gently, hand stroking her, soothing her. "It's alright Penny," he breathed in her ear, "it's alright, just relax."
As he soothed her, Penny relaxed, her distress slowly fading. Eric kissed her gently, his hand caressing her, soothing her, calming her, his eyes holding hers almost hypnotically. Now he smiled down at her, brushing her hair back from her forehead, kissing her gently, his lips tender on hers. Mid-kiss he began moving again, slowly, gently, easing himself in and out, luxuriating in the slippery tight clasp of her vaginal channel around his cock.
Penny gasped as he began moving again. Her hands still rested lightly on his waist, she could feel his muscles tense and relax as he moved, she could feel his body moving on her, she could feel him inside her, moving, penetrating. The weight of his body on hers was strange and exciting, his chest crushing down on her breasts, their bodies pressed tightly together, intimately entwined and joined, her legs spread wide apart and drawn back, her thighs cradling him as his shaft entered her. Oblivious to everything but what he was doing to her, Penny moaned softly with each gentle thrust within her body. She could feel him inside her, feel the rigid shaft within her, entering her. A slow burning heat spread through her body, every nerve sensitive, her skin tinglingly aware of his every touch.
With every movement, his cock penetrated more deeply within her body. Beneath him, Penny gasped, eyes suddenly wide as he took her hands, positioned them on the rug beside her head, then held them in his, pinning them down as he rested his weight on his forearms. He kissed her, his mouth locking itself against hers, and as he kissed her he moved inside her, thrusting inwards against her tightness. Penny jerked beneath him as he worked his cock into her, but she was helpless under Eric's weight, her hands pinned down by his. He thrust again, harder, deeper. Beneath him Penny arched her back and mewled into his mouth, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. Eric drew back and thrust again, harder, continuing to thrust, wanting nothing more than to bury his cock in her. Beneath him Penny surrendered herself willingly, eagerly, feeling him thrusting up inside her, opening her, stretching her, sliding deeper and deeper inside her with every movement.
Eric's mouth was still locked to hers, his tongue deep inside Penny's mouth as his cock worked its way inexorably deeper within her no-longer virginal channel. Abover her, Eric luxuriated in the feel of her almost naked body beneath him. He enjoyed her repeated little groans, the plaintiveness of them, the wild-eyed surprise and shock and excitement on her face, the way her body arched upwards beneath him as he fully penetrated her. He wanted nothing more than to fuck Penny hard. It took him real willpower not to.
He found himself groaning with his need as he restrained himself, thrusting gently, slow tender strokes that went on and on until he could feel his length completely buried in her tight little channel, his pelvis pressed firmly against her delicate little mound. He thrust again, hard, forcing himself in just that fraction more and as he thrust, beneath him Penny gasped, her surrender complete, the sensation of being stretched and completely filled consuming her. Eric stayed there, reveling in the feel of her slick little channel clasping his shaft, the tight hot slippery feel of her, the feel of her slim taut body and her firm little breasts, her slender thighs cradling him, the strained look on her face as she looked up at him through glazed eyes.
Beneath Eric, Penny felt each of Eric's thrusts driving his shaft deeper and deeper insider her until at last he paused, all of him inside her at last. Little shivers ran through her body as she looked up at him in helpless surrender. "So big," she gasped. "It feels so big inside me... I can feel it all the way up in me." And she could, huge and thick and hard, impaling her. Filling her. Stuffing her full. She reveled in that feeling, half closing her eyes the better to concentrate on feeling him inside her.
Eric smiled and kissed her lips lightly. "I can feel you Penny, you're gorgeous." He kissed her again. "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay," Penny gasped. "Don't stop."
She wanted to feel him moving inside her again, it didn't hurt at all, it just felt strange. Her mind was in turmoil. Regret. Excitement. A little shame at what she was doing, the desire to continue, to experience this in full. The burning heat of her body demanding more, the feel of him within her, his thick penetration of her at the juncture of their bodies, solid and hard, piercing her.
"Oooohhhhh." Her moan was a soft moan of surrender and of excitement and of desire.
Eric ground himself against her mound, the look on his face telling Penny that he was enjoying her soft moans, enjoying the expressions that played across her face, the way her hands clutched at his and then tried to pull away, the little starts and quivers of her body beneath his. He began to move inside her, a gentle in and out stroke that drove her half crazy as he moved. Penny closed her eyes as he began a slow and steady movement inside her, oblivious to anything but the feel of his body on hers and the sliding movements of his shaft inside her body.
She could feel herself adapting to his penetration, her body accustoming itself to this new use, his movements inside her stretching her, while for Eric each thrust was a tight slippery sliding rush of pleasure. Penny's body burned, her swollen clitoris demanded more, she found herself increasingly eager for each of his thrusts inside her, welcoming them, drawing her knees back as far as she could to open herself even more to him. He took full advantage of her eagerness, moving harder now, faster, his movements less restrained. Penny could sense his growing urgency, she welcomed it, enjoyed it, just as she enjoyed the excitement and desire displayed on his face as he looked down at her.
She could hear the sounds coming from their bodies, a steady slapping of flesh against flesh as he thrust vigorously into her, the wet sounds of their joining, her own soft moans of pleasure as Eric took her. She remembered the girl on the bed, some of the words she'd said, how they'd shocked and excited her then. Now she understood. She looked up at Eric's face, found herself wanting to excite him and satisfy him. The words formed in her mind. She found it hard to say them, words she'd never thought would come from her mouth. In the end, Penny's excitement overruled her upbringing.
"Fuck me," she breathed, almost inaudibly, watching the excitement on his face as he heard her. She let the words whisper from her lips again. "Fuck me hard."
Penny forgot everything as Eric responded to her whispered words, as he began to move faster inside her. Faster, harder, his body moving urgently on hers in a new and demanding rhythm. A rhythm that was almost, but not quite, painful. Hard demanding thrusts that penetrated deeply within her body, thrusts of that hard male shaft that filled her again and again. His body pounding against the cradle of her slender thighs, his breathing hard and fast, his face above her taking on a strained look of desire, of need, of lust.
Penny's excitement grew. The burning heat within her demanded more, wanted more, wanted him. Heedless of the others in the small room, she could hear herself, hear her voice, wordless groans intermingled with obscenities and encouragement to him.
"Ughhh ... Hhuunngghh ... Fuck me ...huughhh ... huuggg ... like that ... Fuck me like that ... Hard ... Fuck me hard ... Yes yes yes...Nnnughhh ... use my cunt ... "
In the back of her mind, she found it hard to believe that she, Penny Cheng, was the girl doing these things, making these noises, uttering these words. But it was, and even those stray thoughts disappeared as she felt a need building up inside her, a slowly surging need that demanded release. Her awareness narrowed down even further, focusing in on the steady thrusting at her centre, the rhythm of his body inside hers, his cock sinking itself to the hilt inside her again and again, the pulsing slippery clasp of her channel around his shaft.
Somehow, he slid a hand between their joined bodies, his fingers finding the swollen nubbin of her clitoris just above the point at which their bodies joined. His fingers circled, rubbed, bringing a sudden wave of pleasure that was exactly what she needed. Eric's thrusts shortened, became more powerful, his fingers circled and rubbed. Penny found herself moving beneath him, her legs suddenly splayed wide, feet flat on the floor, her back arching with her need, lifting his weight with her slender body, groaning and then crying out as the pressure within her built and built to a cresting wave that suddenly broke and washed through her body.
Washing through her in a golden wave of pleasure, every muscle in her body clenched tight, the world turning black, the golden heat rippling outwards and consuming her, filling her to overflowing. Penny cried out again and again as Eric rode her through a paroxysm of pleasure. He rode her arched body back down onto the rug, pounding himself into her, all restraint now cast aside as he moved irresistibly towards his own culmination. She felt herself spasm around his cock as he plunged into her, felt him thrust deep into her again and again, his cock driving deep inside her. She could feel his need, his urgency, as he thrust and thrust and thrust again. She could sense that he was on the verge, that he was losing control, holding his culmination back by sheer willpower.
And Penny wanted his culmination, she wanted to satisfy him, to feel him finish, to give him the pleasure he had given her, to give herself to him.
He slammed her slender body into the rug again and again and then, at last, his need was overpowering, irresistible, irreversible. The sounds of his body slapping hard against hers, the wet sounds her body made as he thrust into her, their panting breaths, Penny's sobs and moans, all echoed though the confines of the small room. One of his hands abandoned hers, found her hips, slid beneath her, lifted and held her for his pleasure as he looked for every last fraction of sensation. Penny groaned in the aftermath of her own pleasure, aware of what he was doing to her, helpless in his hands as he drove into her one last time.
Beneath his weight, cradling him between her widespread thighs, Penny felt his body tense against hers. He thrust, he held himself high inside her. She felt his cock throbbing, throbbing and then exploding within her, his cock pulsing as his semen spurted out, boiling down his length, flooding her channel, she felt for the first time those explosive spurts as he emptied himself into her. Juddering beneath him, she felt the urgency and the passionate culmination wracking his body as he finished inside her. She felt every one of those jetting eruptions deep within her, welcoming them, welcoming his satisfaction.
"Hhhhnnnuggghhhhh ... nnuughhh ... Nuugghhh ... nnuuughhhh." Her own gasps accompanied each of those jetting eruptions within her body as his climax seemed to go on and on forever.
Then she was sobbing for breath as Eric's movements ceased, suddenly and shockingly conscious of being almost naked on the floor of the small bedroom, of having been taken in full view of everyone else in the room. Pinned beneath Eric, his hands again pinning hers to the floor above her head, his weight heavy on her, her knees clasping his ribs, slippery with their intermingled sweat, there was nothing she could do other than lie there, feeling him on her, feeling him inside her, his cock slowly softening within the clasp of her channel. He stirred on her, his weight easing a little, his head lifting.
His breathing was harsh in her ear, harsh and heavy, slowing. His head lifted, his eyes looked down into hers. With a quick smile, he kissed her gently. His hands released hers, one arm sliding under her neck, the other brushing her sweat-soaked hair back from her forehead. This time when he kissed her she opened her mouth to him, kissing him back, passionately, her hands resting on those gorgeous arm muscles, feeling them flex as he supported his weight. She loved that weight, loved feeling him on her, his naked body pressing down on hers, those solidly muscular thighs spreading her wide.
When his mouth lifted from hers, she opened her eyes to see half a dozen flushed and excited faces watching them from the couches and the bed. Penny groaned in exquisite embarrassment, her body still pinned helplessly beneath Eric's. Adding to her sudden shame, the door at her feet opened, hallway light illuminating her and Eric's intertwined bodies for what seemed an eternity but was probably only a few seconds.
"That's just disgusting." She heard the voice as the door started to close again. "I don't understand. How can some girls just do it like that where anyone can see them."
Flushing, Penny knew they were talking about her. She hoped no-one recognized her. Not that anyone here except Terri and Mike would. She hoped. She could feel Eric inside her, feel his cock slowly softening. It dawned on Penny with an irrevocable finality that she was no longer a virgin. There was a moment of dread while she worried that he'd discard her now that he'd done what he wanted to her. Penny didn't want to be a one-night stand.
Penny didn't want to be a one-hour quickie at a party either.
"Sorry, what was that?" Eric had been saying something to her. She'd missed it.
He repeated himself, quietly, in her ear. "Want to skip this party?"
He heart did a little dance. He wasn't going to walk away and leave her. "Yes please, can we?"
His lips brushed hers. He moved on her so that she gasped, her eyes widening. "Your place or mine?"
Penny smiled, her heart doing a little dance. "My place."
She never did find her panties. They'd come off her ankle and disappeared in the darkness. She didn't worry about them. Terri wouldn't want them back after all. The wet flood down her thighs when she finally stood up was embarrassing though. In the elevator of their shared apartment building she stood close to Eric, as close as she could, her hand in his. She couldn't take her eyes of him. Her guy. She would have kissed him if it hadn't been for the others they shared the space with. But they all got out on other floors, floors before hers. Then she did what she'd wanted to do. She tuned to him, slipped her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.