Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision

... approaching surprisingly quickly, and I didn't want to hold it back. This wasn't the gentle lovemaking of earlier, nor the violent domination that followed it. This was just two horny teenagers trying to get off as quickly as possible, revelling in our youth and energy. "Can I...?" "Yesss." I sighed, "Cum for me, slut." She obeyed, and I felt her nails dig painfully into my back as her hot channel gripped me tightly, shaking with her orgasm. I let myself join her, pumping my hips upwards as I came. We held each other tightly as our pleasure shook us. She made one final whimper of pleasure as my wilting shaft slid out of her. She hummed with satisfaction as she rested against my body. I lay back and relaxed. "It was so... scary today." she confessed breathlessly. "When I... punished you?" I panted. "Yeah." she said, "All that pain. It just... took over my whole body. The orgasm, if that's even what it was, just seemed to go on and on. I couldn't think, or move. It was just everywhere. I think that's why I was so angry when I woke up so...afraid. It was so powerful. I'd been worried about everything for a while, but that was my limit, I guess." "Some people call it going into 'sub-space'". I told her quietly, "Like, all the endorphins that come in reaction to the pain and submission... they make you high." "That's kind of cool." she said, smiling. "It sort of felt like I was floating." "Really?" I laughed. She nodded. "I dreamt about you teaching me to swim." she said in a ...

... sleepy voice. I laughed again. "That's pretty random." I said. "It's a good memory." she said. "Memory?" "You don't remember?" she asked. I frowned. "Remember what?" "You taught me how to swim." she said, yawning. "When we were kids." "I... I did?" "You don't remember?" she asked again. "We were in a hotel with a pool, Rose, and you, and me. Rose made fun of me because you guys had swimming lessons but I couldn't swim, so you taught me." The memory hit me like a ton of bricks. We couldn't have been more than seven or eight. Our families were on vacation together. The sun was so hot, the smell of chlorine... "You held me on the surface of the water." She said, "You showed me how to float on my back. You just kept saying, 'The water will hold you. You'll float. Don't be afraid. I've got you...'." She yawned again and stretched slowly. "That's what I dreamt about. Except it was you like you are now. Just holding me in the water, your voice telling me 'I've got you. Don't be afraid.'" The memory was suddenly so vivid. I could see her angry, panicked little face whenever she started to flail in the water. I held her in my arms, thinking she was like a pretty princess that I was carrying, glad that the cool, still water was making her so light. I showed her how the water would support her if she just relaxed. How had I forgotten this? I felt her relaxing further and sliding her arms around my neck. She was about to fall asleep. "It wasn't all bad before this." she said quietly, ...