“Oh fuck! Megan..honey. Please wake up.” His eyes kept going back towards its target. His throat was dry and panic ripped at his insides.
His hand shot out and lifted the material, pulling it back where it belongs. His hand was shaking and his member was stiff as hell.
Her eyes flickered sleepily and her voice was thick with sleep.
“Jon?”
“Yeah! Time to wake up, c’mon now…”
Her small hand closed over his, bringing it towards her mouth. A soft kiss brushed his knuckles and he froze.
This was NOT happening!
She pulled his hand towards her face and snuggled into his palm. Her breathing steadied again.
“No..Megan!”
Oh fuck this!
His hand curled around her jaw, lifting her face up as he came closer.
His mouth closed hungrily over hers, his patience was a thing of the past. His tongue darted out, pleading her to open her mouth to him. He waited to feel her stiffening, but it never came. Her mouth opened, giving him access. He thought he died and gone to heaven when her tongue met his in a firey blaze. Her arms entwined at the back of his neck, drawing him even closer towards her. He could feel her hands fluttering in his hair.
His hands found her soft mounds, squeezing gently, wiping the material to one side. He pulled back and before him was a goddess. The moon was shining on her skin, accentuating the thrust of her nipples. She had leaned back against the car door. Her hands tangled in his fur, flicking shyly over his nipples.
“Oh fuck Megan. We’re not suppose to do this. You are too young…oh God!”
She smiled as he realized the power she had over him, she had lowered her hands, one finger playing with his navel nestled in dark fur, the other brushed over the bulge in his jeans.
She gasped as she felt his hand sliding her dress upwards. Her breathing was ragged and her hands clutched at his shoulders. She was shivering like a filly not yet broken to the saddle.
She opened her legs wider, her eyes two huge stars in the dark. His hand felt warm and steady against her skin, she could feel the wetness of her panties and she grabbed his hand.
‘I ummm…I’m wet…”
Oh how innocent she was!
“That’s suppose to be that way honey. It’s the way your body works. It makes entering you easier…ooh yeah. Like that.”
His fingers had found the wet satin between her thighs, pressing gently against her mound he felt her quiver even more.
She surprised him by unzipping his pants…setting him free. Her touch faltered as she took in his size.
This can’t be right! He’s too big!
He saw her uneasiness and chuckled. His hands stilled their exploration.
“Jon?”
“Yeah baby?”
“It’s a bit big isn’t it?”
“I guess so. But it is normal.”
“Oh, ok.” He smiled at her shocked expression.
He pushed her panties aside, feeling his bare skin on her flesh made her jump.
“It’s ok….you’re ok. Relax honey.”
His fingers rubbed over her swollen nub, setting her veins on fire. Somehow she found herself on his lap, straddling him. Her first climax slammed into her like a freight train. It felt scary at first but then the bliss took over. Jon captured her mouth with his, feeling her body straining against his fingers as she exploded.
She was in overdrive and not thinking clearly. Her fingers fumbled with his shaft, pumping on it, sending his senses flying. He lifted her up, readying her for his entry when he saw the shadow of doubt flashing over her face. Reality kicked in.
“Meg…Megan stop!” He grabbed her hands and held it up in the air.
“Why? Why do we need to stop?” the hurt look in her eyes made him feel like shit.
“This is not right honey! You are way too young for me.”
“Am I doing something wrong? Show me what I need to do!”
A hysterical laugh bubbled from his throat. He pulled his shirt closer together, flinging the jacket to the back of the car.
“You are doing everything just too perfect baby. Its not you. Listen your dad trusts me with you. How can we betray that trust?”
His eyes rested on her young, rounded breasts again. He could feel her wetness dripping on him.
Gentle hands pulled her dress together, lifting her off him.
He just managed to pull himself together when she exited the car in a yelp.
“Oh fuck! Megan! Megan wait!”
Her steps slowed and she turned to look at him.
He looked ridiculous with the huge bear in his hands, but she didn’t feel like laughing.
“Your bear, honey. You forgot your bear.”
“Thanks.”
“Megan?”
“Yeah?”
His hand brushed a lock from her face.
“I’m doing this for your own good. Don’t be mad at me. You’ll thank me one day, k baby?”
She turned and walked away.
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