Page 18 of Ringo

“I had my ways of smuggling in contraband. Lifted more than one phone off my stepfather’s friends. Once the phone’s unlocked, I take it and turn off the security so I can get in when I want.” She shrugged. “Men like that don’t like any inconvenience, like biometrics or PINs. They also think they’re too powerful for anyone to take anything from them, to say nothing of losing it. More than half of the phones I lifted had all the security features turned off. YouTube is my friend.” The smug look on her face melted any resistance I thought I possessed against fucking this girl today. It was happening. Likely sooner rather than later.

“Little witch. What would have happened if you’d gotten caught?”

“Didn’t care. The reward was worth the risk to me.”

“I’m gonna have my hands full with you, aren’t I?”

“I certainly hope so. If you don’t, I’m not doing my job.”

Then she reached for the button of my jeans and flicked it open with her fingers. When she slid the zip down, the relief was almost immediate. I couldn’t stop the sharp grunt as her fingers brushed my cock through my boxers. Instead of pulling back like I expected she might, afraid she’d hurt me or something, she gave me a satisfied grin. Right as she pulled at my waistband and pulled my cock free.

“Yep,” I groaned in a strained voice. “Handful.”

“I’d say you were more than a handful, but what do I know?”

“Quite a lot, apparently.”

Calista stroked me. Up and down. I watched in fascination as she tucked her hand against her pussy entrance, swiping her fingers through her own moisture. Then she stroked my cock, wetting me.

With excruciating slowness, Calista sank down on to my cock. I saw her wince as I took her virginity, saw the streak of blood when she rose back up just before she sank down again. I should have been ensuring she wasn’t hurting, but she kept moving and I was beyond thinking.

After the third time she rose and fell on me, I gripped her hips, taking control because I simply to God couldn’t stop myself any longer. Again, Calista surprised me by getting this relieved look that immediately morphed into complete euphoria.

Her eyes slid closed as I fucked up into her, making her bounce with every thrust. I could see her tits bouncing under the shirt she still wore. That wouldn’t do at all.

“Take off your shirt, Calista.” I kept my hold on her hips, never missing a stroke. Seconds later, she’d whipped off her shirt and was… cupping her tits?

“Ah, fuckin’ hell,” I groaned. I wanted to roll us over so I was on top of her, pinning her like before. I didn’t because I loved looking up at her like this. The look of wonder and excitement on her face while my body worked hers was not something I wanted to miss. I wanted the full view, to see every blush and shiver over her skin.

“Ringo!” She threw back her head and screamed. Her long hair spilled down her back, tickling my balls, and that was it. I was fucking done, because this woman was taking everything I had to give and embracing it. Just like I wanted her to.

I roared my release, bellowing as loud as she screamed. If I didn’t want her to hold back, I wasn’t holding myself back from her either.

Calista fell on top of me, her breath ragged. Her hair wove us together where it clung to my beard and her sweat-dampened skin. She was limp as a sleepy kitten, draped over me contentedly. “I can’t move.”

I was still inside her, my cock twitching occasionally. Usually right after her pussy contracted around me, milking me of every last fucking drop. “No one said you had to.” I kissed the top of her head, nuzzling her in an effort to bring her comfort and to assure myself this was actually real. What I’d just experienced with Calista, a little slip of an inexperienced young woman, was nothing short of mind-altering. I knew this was my woman. The woman I was always meant to be with.

“I’m sure you’d be more comfortable without someone lying on top of you.” She still didn’t move. I had to smile.

“Nope. Perfectly fine the way I am.”

“Um, Ringo?” She was still boneless and didn’t stiffen, but I heard the slight strain in her voice. Like she was uncertain with herself or afraid. I didn’t like the thoughts of either.

“What is it, baby girl?”

“We, uh…” She cleared her throat. “That is, you came inside me. We didn’t use a condom.”

It took a second for what she’d said to penetrate my brain and I waited. For several seconds. Then a couple more.

Any second now…

There was no panic. No dread. What there was, was extreme and total satisfaction. Like I knew for absolute certainty I’d just gotten her pregnant when nothing could have been further from the truth. But it felt like I was right. I found the thought of Calista’s belly growing round with my baby more arousing than it should have been. Maybe.

My cock shot hard almost the second the realization hit me. Calista stiffened and pushed off my chest far enough to look at me. Her eyes widened and her lips parted in a silent “O” of surprise. Then she grinned.

“You like the thought you might’ve knocked me up? Do you even know my father? Because, no matter if he basically gave you to me or not, if you get me pregnant this quick, you know he’s gonna kill you. Right?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her horrified expression before pulling her back to me for a kiss. I rolled us over, rocking my hips from side to side as I kept myself seated deep inside her.

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