Page 17 of Slaughtered Firefly
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FORCE
Fourteen years ago
Nightmares usually plagued my dreams, it was always some cruel way of my suppressed emotions escaping from the harsh realities of my mistakes. I never expected my nightmares to be pleasant, not until this one, but as the bloodstained concrete morphed to a soft lush grass, I let my mind chase the moment.
My hips jutted forward, cock painfully hard as hot wetness encased it. Soft lips sucked and slurped against the head at a slow, aching pace; a moan worked its way out of my lips as this dream felt too real. My hands no longer gripped clumps of dirt in restraint but knotted in a silky satin sheet underneath. The building pleasure within my dick was all too real as that soft interior of a mouth closed around it. This isn’t right.
My body arched up with a jolt as I woke from the nightmare turned pleasurable. Summer gasped; my cock sprung free from her lips. She blushed, fiddling with her hands as she sat there staring at my hardness. Unable to keep her eyes off. Did I force her in my nightmarish sleep? My face paled as my hands slicked back my hair. Panic and rage at myself ran rampant as my father’s taunts rang in my head. ‘You’re just like me, admit it son.’ No, I shook the thoughts away as my hand shot out to stop her in her tracks.
My hand gripped her hair, as shock prevailed in her eyes at my suddenly woken state, “Y-you were having a nightmare, I just wanted to help,” she leaned her head back over my cock guided by my hand.
It was wrong, so fucked up. I jerked her head up at the last moment, finding those wide ocean eyes staring back at me. “No,” I formed what was the exact opposite of my body’s wants. Mylust for her was bound tightly by the notion I would not turn into my father. It was a foreign concept not immediately to take her, like most everything else in life. This was the girl of my dreams, those rare dreams my mind allowed me to have. She was too pure, innocent and untainted; she didn’t belong with me. She had a future outside of me. Anguished by my actions, I frowned deeply as she tried to grab my cock once more. “No,” I repeated more firmly.
“No?” Summer’s face fell, hurt filled her eyes, she swallowed hard looking back at me, “I’m not pretty enough for you, I’m sorry,” she muttered as she moved to get off the bed, a tear slid down her cheek.
“I—” deciding words were not enough to express, I pulled her hair hard, she yelped out halted. Tears rolled down her face as she gave me an accusing look. I didn’t care, nor did I care as my lips smashed into hers and tasted the salty wetness of her tears. Confusion morphed on her face only a fraction of a second before I forced her lips apart to take my tongue. I wanted her to understand the need for her that consumed me, that burned me every time she gave me any of her time. Fuck, I needed more of her, and I pulled her on top of me. Her teeth caught on my tongue and scraped against it in a motion to give her space, but it only made me want her more. I groaned as her nails gripped my shoulders. I bucked my still-wet cock into her panties and her eyes bulged. Her mouth no longer denied me the taste of her as she opened fully to me. With her nails scratching, she turned to hold on my shoulders to steady herself, my hips gyrated into the fabric of her panties as my cock begged to be within her.
She pulled away from our kiss with flushed cheeks and heavy breaths. “I thought you didn’t want me,” she admitted, still not understanding the depths of my love for her as I held her hips steady.
“Oh my sweet little firefly, I am not a strong man. I have fallen in love with you every step of the way, and this,” I gestured to our position and she blushed more, “this was one thing I would not take from you, when so many others have taken without your consent.” She flushed, squirming under my gaze. I groaned my cock painfully hard, but she nodded, understanding clicked behind her eyes.
“I want you, I don’t care if it hurts, I love you,” Summer whispered, and my heart swelled with pride. It was the first time she had uttered the words since we were children, and I couldn’t believe that her feelings hadn’t changed.
Her lips crashed into mine, spurred by her desires. I met her greedy kiss with my own, no longer held back by my sense of justice. Her tongue flicked and tangled on my own, both of us claiming the other, too afraid to be slowed for fear we might change the other’s mind. One of my hands snaked down her front towards her panties while the other fondled her breast. She gasped, desperate to claim air as my lips suctioned back to hers. Her fist pushed and pulled against my shirt as if unsure, and I pulled away, lust clouding my judgement.
“Last chance little firefly, once I have you there’s no going back because I will give you all of me,” I groaned as she swirled her hips into my groin.
“I want you Cole,” Her cheeks reddened, but her eyes held mine as she guided my hand beneath the panties, the flimsy fabric the last layer of protection against the roaring fire within me.
She was so wet, so ready for me to claim her, as she slid my hand further into her underwear I was salivating at the thought of her wrapped around my fingers. Her lips found mine again in a desperate plea. No longer wishing to halt, she guided my hand to the top of her pussy, my fingers intertwined with hers as she circled her clit with our joined hand. Her clit swollenwith need as she found traction on the calloused fingertips of my hand, tilting her hips inward as she built her pleasure, her mouth widened in a moan that I greedily swallowed as I let her get herself off on my finger.
“That’s it little firefly, use me however you need,” I breathed as I parted from our kiss as I watched her rock her hips. She whimpered, pulling my head back toward her. I thought for a kiss, but she pulled my head lower, toward her breast. Her hand kneaded my hair as she found a rhythm grinding against me.
I cupped her breast with my free hand, her nightgown doing little to hide the peaks beneath. My tongue closed around sucking one into my mouth as my hand pinched the other; she cried out. The simulation overwhelmed her, and she lost her rhythm on our fingers.
A sound of frustration slipped out of her, and I chuckled against her chest. She yanked my hair hard. I was so turned on by her; I needed to have her now. She pulled a groan out of me. My mouth encased her nipple, teeth sank into her breast simultaneously as I pinched and rolled her clit between my fingers. She yelped and tried to push me away. I massaged the throbbing, and the yell morphed into a moan as she cursed and praised me not to stop, “fuck you and those damned hands.”
My hands wrapped around her neck as I came face to face with her. “tell me little firefly, do you like that?” Maybe I was a bit of a sadist with her, okay I was definitely a sadist for her, but her arousal soaked through her panties as my cock pushed in a plea was a wonderful sensation. She nodded, but it wasn’t enough, I needed to hear her say the words, needed her to admit that this was truly what she desired, “say it for me baby, tell me you like what I can do to you,” I commanded.
Summer’s face became a dark shade of pink but didn’t back down at my request, and I loosened my grip just enough for her to utter, “I like the pain with the pleasure, please don’t stop.”
It was all the words I needed to hear as I solidified my hold on her neck, pulling her to me in a deep kiss. Her surprise at my hand around her neck vanished as my tongue entered those soft, sexy lips, and she leaned into me, no longer fighting for air.
I released her throat as I ripped her nightgown in two. Her breasts bounced, and her eyes glistened with lust. Not giving her time to back out, I tore her panties off her and sank my cock into her tight little pussy, forcing it past her entrance to those soft inner walls. The shocked whimper that left her was musical as her cunt spasmed against me trying to force me out. Her soaked arousal seeped down around my cock as my hand rubbed her clit.
With one hand on her clitoris and massaging her sensitive spot, the other seized her throat. Caught in the war between her mind and body, she shoved and scratched at me trying to gain air that I wasn’t allowing her. She gasped as I watched panic and fear form on her face. A delicious taste of her. She pulled at my fingers and beat my chest, but I didn’t release her. My cock forced its way in and out of her pussy despite her protest, but she couldn’t stop both assaults. Her arousal only heightened by the fear; it slicked and coated me as her cunt spazzed trying to adjust to my size.
A feral growl escaped me as I felt her pulse flutter wildly against my cock. “Is this how you want to die, your little cunt spasming all over my cock, as it tries to fight off the orgasm?”
Her body started to shake, tightening with the impending release only when her lips turned blue did I release my hand from around her throat. She dragged in a ragged breath that sounded like a scream as she came hard around me. It was a beautiful sight. Her body panicked and squirted all over my cock as I continued to ram into her, prolonging the waves of her pleasure. Summer forced air into her lungs; the oxygen only heightened her bliss. Hands no longer scratched at my bodyto prevent the pleasure. I held her in place as she twisted and turned to get away from the orgasm high.
“Your body is glowing as you come, little firefly. You are so fucking beautiful,” I announced as I dragged my cock out of her soaking wetness, “So fucking beautiful, I want to brand my cock in this tight little cunt,” I moaned out slamming my cock back in.
“I- I can’t breathe,” she gasped out followed by a “Oh my god you’re so big,” and more incoherent moans. It was so intoxicating, the feel of her walls that fluttered against my cock as I forced more of me within her.
My balls tightened with the telling signs of my release, but I refused to come so soon. I needed to imprint my cock on her swollen wet cunt. Overwhelmed with desire, I jerked out of her and flipped her onto her stomach. Her ass raised in the air was magnificent. I smacked it hard, and she yelped. I palmed her ass, smoothing the redness. Her protest turned into a plea; my hand skimmed against her pussy only to return to her ass cheeks. She was pushing against my hips, silently begging for my cock again, but I wasn’t done playing yet.
