Inside

She stood idly by, in the rain, as she rang the doorbell. Damien opened the door and was surprised to see Julie. He scanned over her, only to notice how wet and tight her red tank top looked, sticking onto her skin. His eyes ran down from her eyes, to her bare neck, then to the curves of her breast, landing on how short her skirt was. “Damien? Hi! What are you doing here and where is my brother?” She closed in on him for a hug, and pressed up against him as she did so. Damien could feel Julie’s warm breath down his neck and the feel of her breasts against his chest turned him on. “We just got back from uni. Your brother dropped me off and told me to make myself at home. He said that he was staying at his girlfriend’s place for the night, your parents were away, and that you were at a sleepover.”

“Yeah, my friend is a bitch. So I’m back.”

“You must be cold, let me get you a towel?”

“Do you even know where the towels are?”

“No, but I could lend you my shirt?” Julie loved the idea of that, and her eyes traced his hands as they unraveled one button after another. After Damien handed Julie his shirt, she asked him to close his eyes. When she told him that he could open his eyes, he ended up seeing Julie in just his shirt. “You know, Jules, that shirt is see-through?”

“Yeah? And?”

“And you’re not wearing any underwear?”

“I know.”

Julie sat on the couch and turned the TV on. She eyed Damien and gave him a seductive look, gesturing him to sit on the couch next to her. He sat on the sofa, towards the very left. Julie sat next to him with her back against him and her knees against her chest. Damien turned the TV on, and EuroTrip was on. Having watched this movie numerous times, Julie got really bored, really fast. They started the movie in the middle, but as it neared the end, Julie took Damien’s arm from behind her back, and pulled it so he was holding her in his arms. His hands lingered in between her legs. She could feel his fingertips barely touching the surface of her pussy. She moved so that his fingers were firm against her. He could feel how moist she was, and started playing around with her. After playing around with her for a bit, he started waving his fingers around inside her, going deeper and deeper. He didn’t go fast though. He tortured her. She wanted him inside of her so bad, that his fingers weren’t going to cut it. Curling her toes and breathing in heavily, he pulled his two fingers out as the movie ended. She was obviously mad because he wasn’t making any moves on her, and she was sick of doing all the initiating. 

As Julie started to storm off, Damien pulled her into his arms by her waist. He grabbed her ass and pulled her until she was right against his cock. Julie smiled at him as she unbuttoned his jeans. After she finished unzipping him, Damien pushed Julie onto the couch and pushed his way inside of her. He could feel how wet and tight her pussy was as he penetrated her. Julie’s moans got louder and louder as he started thrusting into her faster and harder. His eight inch dick hurt Julie, but she loved every moment of it. She could feel him pushing inside of her. Going deeper, and deeper, and deeper.

As they rolled over, Damien fell on the floor and pulled Julie on top of him. The force of his dick inside of her made her scream out in pleasure. She slid up and down his penis, slightly moving her hips around so every part inside of her could feel him. He watched sweat dribble down her body as her breasts bounced up and down. He was ready to burst any second now, but he wasn’t quite there.

He turned Julie over, putting a pillow underneath her butt. He could now push himself deeper inside her. He could feel how soaked she was. As he kept pushing up against her g-spot, Julie got shivers. Just as she climaxed, she could feel Damien’s cum run inside of her. Julie let out one last moan as she grew limp. Both of them tired, fell asleep on the carpet.

With all the rattling and all the sunshine beaming through the curtains, Damien woke up to find Julie in the kitchen, in her birthday suit. She was at the counter, with her back towards him. Damien quietly snuck behind her, and kissed her neck. “I’m hungry, you know,” Damien said in between kisses.

“What would you like to eat? I can make eggs? I make really good scrambled eggs.”

“Nahhh.” Julie looked at him, confused. “I was thinking of something more...tight, and hopefully wet.”

“Let’s feed you then.” As Julie suggested, Damien propped her up on the kitchen counter and she laid flat on her back. Her body pulsated as Damien got more intense with pacing his tongue over her clit. When it got to be too much, Julie arched her back until she was sitting up and then looked at Damien with eyes so seductively deep.

She slid off the counter, then revolved 180°. Given that cue, Damien gently bent her over the counter and pushed his cock inside of her. With her arms spread out in front of her, Julie could feel the cold counter under her breasts. He could only reach so far inside of her, so Julie told him to hold up. After he pulled out of her, Julie hopped onto the counter so she could face him. Without further ado, he rammed himself against her, fucking her hard and fast, the way she wanted. Damien felt that he could go deeper if Julie was still, so he lifted her up and made her loudly moan after slamming her against the wall. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, and his large hands were holding her up by her thighs. She screamed out in pleasure as he came inside of her, just as her entire family opened the door.