High Voltage/Tell Shawn to Stop
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Current revision as of 23:28, 5 March 2015
I tried to protest. I don't know what I was doing here in Shawns bed, but I was clearly sobering up now and wanted nothing to do with this. Every time I opened my mouth to speak he kissed me.
He crawled down the bed and took hold of my panties with both hands. "Please don't," I pleaded. He brought my knees to my chest and he slipped my panties off my hips and over my legs, casting them to the floor. "I don't want this," I said as he kneeled on the bed and touched me gently, silencing me instantly.
I closed my eyes and I felt a pressure between my legs as he forced himself inside of me. He lowered his upper body as well and I had to tilt my head to reach his mouth. He moved away and I kissed his neck. His hips began to force themselves down on me in harmonic motion as they began to find a rhythm. His hands gripped me firmly. One behind my neck and the other one my breast.
I tried to match his rhythm and soon I was bucking my own hips in sync with his. His hand on my chest was rough, and he traced over my nipple repeatedly. A small whimper escaped my lips and he embraced me in another kiss. He began to groan and his tempo increased. I felt a warming sensation fill me as he slowed down. He kissed me three times slowly on the neck and then removed himself from me he grabbed a towel and wiped his dick off and then he tossed the towel to me.
That was it.
It was over.
I patted my legs with the towel. Shit! He didn't use a condom! Was I on birth control? I took one leg off the bed to find my clothes, but he wrapped me up in his arms and pulled me into him.
We lay on the bed: his warm skin on mine, his hand firmly on my breast, and his now softening dick pressed firmly against my back. My frustration eventually melted into the darkness and I fell asleep.
Should I: