Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens. - Sex Stories

Revenge pt 2 - The plot thickens.

... waist. I wasn't really sure what to do. I felt completely drained of all emotion, all thought. All I knew was that holding her like this, for now, felt good. I ran my fingers up through her hair, caressing her gently. I had no idea what to say to her. I didn't know what I wanted any more. She sighed happily against my chest, her warm breath tickling me. "That was..." she started. She sighed again, and closed her eyes. "That was incredible." she purred. "Did it hurt?" I asked. She looked up at me. "Yeah...But it felt so good..." She moved her hips forward, bringing our faces closer until her cheek rested against mine. Her hands moved up to caress my hair. "When you...when you penetrated me...I had an orgasm." she whispered softly in my ear. "It hurt so much...and I liked it...oh God," she said, shivering slightly, "It felt so good...I'm so glad that...that you were my first. My real first, I mean" She felt her smile, and she kissed me softly on the cheek. "I just...I kept...cumming, over and over...when I took it all...when you were completely inside me...I thought I was going to die..." She slowly kissed me a few times along my jaw, letting her lips rest for a few seconds each time. "My pussy still hurts." she said, wriggling her hips. "Aahh...", she sighed in pain, "It hurts, but I like it. I'm all stretched out by your big cock." She sighed happily and pulled back. "Thank you." she said. She held her face a few inches from mine. Her eyes were so big, such a clear, perfect ...

... green. Her smile seemed so sweet, so genuine. So innocent, somehow. Without thinking, I kissed her. Gently at first, our lips moving tenderly together. I loved how she responded to my touch, pushing her body back slightly against my arms. I took her lower lip between my teeth and bit down, hard. She moaned softly, and I felt blood flowing into my mouth, metallic and warm. I'd re-opened the wound she'd made before. I released her lip and she slid her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me passionately, and I returned it. Our first kiss. My first kiss. She pulled back, breathing heavily, blood staining her lip. "I love you." she said. For a second I was stunned. Then I felt a sudden flash of anger. She loved me? I gripped her hair and pulled it back, hard. She hissed and whimpered in pain, and I forcefully grabbed her jaw with my other hand. I loved the sounds she made, her soft mewls of pain and pleasure. "How can you love me?" I asked slowly, "You don't even know me." She gasped sharply in pain again as I tightened my grip. "I do...I...I love...you," she moaned. I gripped tighter for a few seconds, until I saw tears touching the corners of her eyes. I released her, and she let her head drop onto my chest. Her breathing was heavy and I could feel her tears against my skin. "Good." I said. "Good girl." She sighed happily and wrapped her arms around me. I didn't know how I felt about her any more. I thought about the things that usually made me the most angry, the worst memories of ...