Extra Credit 4 - Breaking Isabella In - Sex Stories

Extra Credit 4 - Breaking Isabella In

... happen at the same time?" "Sadly no." I explained. "Oh. So what do we do now?" "Isabella, I wanted to show you what it meant to make love. I thought that was only fair for your first time. And I do love you Isabella. You're flawless, I love you and your untainted body more than my next breath. I need you to do me a favor and let me cum now, for what I did for you." "Um, ok. What do you want to do?" She asked. "Ow!" She yelped when I popped my swelled cock head free. I walked over and turned off all the lights but the bathroom, giving the room a dark silhouette feel. I reached out and took her hand and pulled her up to her feet. I Kissed her deep and felt her embrace me. "I love you." I said to her again. I led her to the window, looking out and down at the city. I put her foot up on the landing, pulling her legs apart. I pressed up against her and pushed her into the sliding glass door. I reached around and massaged her breasts while I kissed her neck and back. I reached down and lined myself up to her opening. "N-no. N-no wait, it hurts there." "You are a woman baby. A woman now. I need you to be a strong woman and embrace the pain for the next, oh, two minutes. Can you do that for me baby?" "You love me?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at me, tears in her eyes. "Yes baby." I kissed her over her shoulder and pushed myself back inside her womb. "Nnnaaa. Ooooff. Shit!" Isabella had her head pressed against the glass and her hands trying to grip the glass. ...

... "Oooorrrrrrrrrrmmmmmphhhff. Oh damn Isabella." I pushed all the way in, her pussy like memory foam, it held the pocket I had been in before and accommodated me instantly. I pulled back and went ahead softly back in. Like starting a mower her pussy began to pulse again, milking me, trying to pry cum from me. Well it was going to get its with this time. I had never felt such an aching in my balls, I felt like I had a liter of cum in my sack and it belonged in this impeccable 14 year old pussy. I did two more slow pumps when I felt the start. That feeling every man knows. The feeling that there is nothing you can do, the cum, is coming. You can fight it and try to fight it, which usually kills half the feeling. You can yank out so avoid the risk of pregnancy. Or you can grip it and rip it, which is usually the biggest payoff. Guess which one I chose? I reached up to her shoulder across her chest and wrapped around her waist with my other. "I love you baby . . . I promise." "I love you, uuah! Mr. Wiiaaahh! Naugh! Nun! Un! Un! Un! Un! Un!" Isabella's repeating grunt matched my pumps. I was gripping her and holding her to me in position and was thrusting back and forth into to her as fast as I could. Her body slid along the glass balcony door as I ravaged her. Her breasts, hands and pelvis making squeaking noises as they rubbed the glass. There was a light from a club across the way that every 9 seconds or so shot by the balcony. I loved the idea that people could see it, even if not well. But I ...