House Slut - S01 E19

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House Slut - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

They locked eyes again as he sank into her in one smooth stroke. Tegan arched her back and threw her head bank as he sank into her, pulling him close with her legs as she let out a gasp of pleasure, his huge member stretching her open. Suddenly she remembered that she wasn’t supposed to have an orgasm today and somehow she doubted that Angus counted the judo instructor among “the lads”. Well, she’d do her best, but if this guy fucked as good as he looked she might not have a choice.

After giving her a moment to adjust to the cock filling out her tight hole, he began to slowly thrust. She knew she must be dripping wet and tried to stay relaxed as he slid in and out. The pressure inside her was immense. She wondered if he could feel the plug lodged in her asshole, if that might things even tighter for him. If he noticed anything, would he even guess what it was? She realized this had to be number one on the list of sluttiest things she’d done – sure she’d had a lot of sex in the last few days but at least that had been with guys she’d known longer than ten minutes, and not while she walked around in public with no underwear and a steel plug up her ass. Plus, she realized, there was absolutely no reason someone couldn’t walk in here at any moment and she hoped that none of his coworkers suddenly decided they needed a drink.

She leaned back on her elbows and lifted her hips a little to give him easier access and a better look at her little tits dancing on her chest as he began to pick up the pace. She panted heavily as he pounded her pussy, her toes curling as she tried to fight off any urge to give into her orgasm. She normally didn’t have to concentrate very hard to let it happen but fighting off an involuntary one was a lot trickier. For his part, he seemed intent on just fucking her, using her as a cock sleeve to get himself off as quickly as possible. With a cock that size and apparently plenty of stamina he was probably used to pleasing most women without much difficulty.

“Oh fuck… oh yes…” Tegan moaned between breaths, like some kind of mantra. She felt like she was going to explode if she didn’t come, but in a perverse way she almost took it like a personal challenge, like an endurance test. She could tell he was probably not going to last too much longer and started to egg him on between her moans of pleasure.

“Fuck yes… fuck me… harder…” she threw her arms around his neck and lifted herself up as he gripped her hips and started driving himself deeper, practically wearing her petite body as she bounced against his crotch, his powerful shaft stabbing up into her guts. She felt a twinge of pain as he rebounded off her cervix and let out a strangled whimper that he probably took as more encouragement. Tegan didn’t mind. It hurt, but in a satisfying kind of way, and seemed to help her hold her orgasm at bay.

Then almost as suddenly as it began, it was over. He let out a series of grunts and groans, the muscles in his neck straining as he began to go weak at the knees and rested her back on the gym mats again. He humped her a couple more times then drove himself deep and held himself there, letting out a sigh of relief as she felt his dick pulse inside her, the telltale pressure of his spunk filling the end of the condom nestled up against her cervix, making her shiver.

Tegan lay there panting, her chest rising and falling as the man bent at the waist and lay across her. He kissed the side of her neck and nuzzled her a little before reaching down to grip the base of the condom and reluctantly withdraw from her. She felt every agonising inch of him sliding out, her hungry hole unwilling to let him go. She had just barely managed to hold off her orgasm but even now she seemed balanced right on the edge, like a stiff breeze could send her into ecstatic convulsions. She lay there for a minute catching her breath as he slipped off his condom and tied it off, disposing of it in the trash then retied the cord of his sweatpants. Tegan gingerly eased herself down from the mats and smoothed out her skirt. She couldn’t look at him right now, as she felt a strange blend of empowerment and shame. On one hand should couldn’t believe she fucked a stranger in the back room of a gym after she just met him. On the other hand, she now knew she could seduce a man within minutes of meeting him, something she’d never even dreamed of doing. But why shouldn’t she? She was young and free. It’s not like she was cheating on anyone - she never said she wouldn’t be fucking other guys, it’s not like she stopped her housemates from dating other girls if they wanted. And now she was just going to leave. No awkward chit chat. She resolved that there would be no awkward chit chat as she again recovered her chest with the straps of her dress and tied a more secure knot.

“Well… that was something. I’d better go get my shopping done.” She picked up her purse again, along with the bottle of water and took a big swig.

“I’m Trevor by the way.” He offered his hand. Tegan finally made eye contact with him again, putting on a bright smile.

“Violet.” Tegan lied.

“Can I see you again, Violet?”

“I’m… kind of seeing someone.” Three someones she thought.

“That’s a shame. Well, you know where to find me if you wanted to think about those judo lessons.”

“I’ll think about it.” Tegan nodded and pushed open the door to the laneway, stepping outside with a bounce in her step.

To Be Continued....