Hot Garbage

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“You think I don’t know about those dirty stories you read on your laptop at night. The ones that make you wet. The ones that make you finger that sweet little puѕѕy. I can make all your dreams a reality.” Dane purred in my ear.

My cheeks turned red and my whole face felt like it was on fire. Oh, no. If my mom found out... if Gene found out... they might put me in some sort of weird ѕex therapy. 

No. I had to get him out of here.

“I don’t want you to tell anyone about that.” I said, my voice cracking under the pressure. “I don’t want anyone to know.”

“Oh, Roxy,” Dane said, shaking his head. “I’m not going to tell anyone. But… it might be more fun to let them in on the secret…. It’s up to you.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, trying to think of ways to get out of this.

“I’m going to show you everything.”

“What sort of everything?” I asked, looking him in the eyes, then glancing at his lips.

“Everything. Those stories you read couldn’t match up to the things I’m going to do to you.” Dane said, leaning into my ear.

I tried to stay calm. I tried to keep my heart rate low enough so that he couldn’t hear it. I knew he wanted me. And my body wanted to give in. It wanted to do anything he wanted. I was scared, but I was also turned on. I didn’t know what to do.

“Dane...” I said, trying to make my voice sound as annoyed as possible.

“No. You’re going to listen to me.” Dane said, his lips brushing against my ear. “You’re going to listen to me and you’re going to let me do what I want to you.”

“Why?” I asked, turning my head to the side.

“Because you want to, Roxy. You want me to make you my little ѕlut.” He whispered, hand on my waist. He ran his fingers down my spine, making my back arch a little.

I tried to think of a way out of this position. I tried to think of a way out of this whole situation.

“What if I don’t want to?” I asked, trying to keep my voice from shaking. I didn’t want him to know he was getting to me.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to keep fuсking this pretty puѕѕy until you do.” He said, lips back on my ear.

I was getting wetter and wetter listening to him. I didn’t know what to do. I never did anything to encourage this. I only read those stories. I never fantasized about doing it with Dane. And now he was telling me that he’d make me his ѕlut.

I knew at some point I would have to let him do whatever he wanted to do. I wasn’t sure what to say.

“Say it, Roxy.” He whispered, hand slipping under my dress.

My heart was pounding and I knew he could hear it. I felt his hand on my thigh, going under my underwear.

“Say it.” Dane demanded.

“I...” I started to say, then cut myself short. I was going to give in.

“You what?” he asked, his hand going up under my skirt. He touched the lips of my puѕѕy. I felt myself growing wetter by the second. “You what, Roxy?”

“You won’t tell Mom?” I asked. I knew as soon as the words left my lips that I was giving in.

“I won’t tell your Mom.” He promised.

“Okay.” I said, feeling my body start to relax.

“And you’ll be my little ѕlut.” He said, slipping a finger into my panties. “I’ll fuсk you whenever I want.”

“Yes,” I said, knowing I was giving in too easily.

“Good, Roxy.” He said, fingers rubbing up and down my puѕѕy. “You’re my little ѕlut now.” His fingers found my c**t and I felt my knees buckle “Oh, your c**t is so sensitive, Roxy.”

“Dane.” I managed to stammer out.

“I love how wet you get.” He said, finger working back down to my hole.

Dane slid it into me and I knew I was losing control. I knew it was the beginning of a long, hard pounding. I was even going to love it.

“Do you want me to fuсk you, Roxy?” he whispered, lips close to my ear.

“Yes.” I said.

“Then tell me what you want me to do to you.” He said.

I felt his cоck starting to get big. It was pressing against my leg. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words would come out. I shook my head and tried again, but nothing.

“Tell me, Roxy.” He said, pushing his finger in and out of me.

“I...want...you...to...fuсk...me.” I said, my body getting wetter and wetter with each word.

“Tell me how you want me to fuсk you.” He said.

“Hard.” I said, feeling my grip on whatever was around me getting tighter. “I want you to fuсk me hard.”

“How?”

“From behind,” I said.

“Say it.” He commanded.

“I want you to fuсk me from behind.”

“Hold still. I’m going to take that puѕѕy.” He said, turning me and pushing me up against the wall.

My hands were on the wall, holding me up. I felt him pushing his cоck into me. It was bigger than my last boyfriend’s.

I gasped when he entered me. He pushed in slowly and I could feel my puѕѕy stretching to fit him.

“Oh, god.” I moaned, wanting him to go faster.

He pumped me for a few minutes, getting my puѕѕy wetter with every thrust. I could feel him getting harder and harder.

“You like that, don’t you?” He whispered, lips touching my ear.

“Yes.” I said, my voice getting higher and breathier.

“You like that big cоck in your tight little puѕѕy?” He asked, thrusting in a little harder.

“Yes,” I said, my mouth feeling dry.

“You want more?” He asked.

“Yes.” I said, feeling my legs getting weak. I could feel my spine arching and my head getting light.

“I’m going to fuсk you like the dirty little ѕlut you are.”

It was like he was reading my mind. I loved the dirty way he was talking to me. It made my body squeeze around his every time he asked me something. Every time he called me a little ѕlut.

This wasn’t right. I was a feminist. This was degrading and disgusting and I loved every fuсking second of it. I wanted to be his ѕlut. I wanted to feel his cоck thrusting inside me.

I felt my head spinning. I felt like I was getting ready to сum again at any second. I bit my lip and moaned, letting out a little whimper every time he thrust his cоck into me.

“Your puѕѕy is so tight, so hot,” He said. “I knew you’d feel like this.”

I moaned and gasped, my body trembling.

“You’re so tight,” Dane whispered. “I’m going to сum inside you, Roxy.”       

I couldn’t believe what I was doing and I was shocked that he was going to сum inside of me.       

“Please...” I begged. “Please don’t. Don’t сum inside me.”       

“You’re so beautiful when you beg. Beg more. Beg me not to fill you with my сum.” He said. 

I felt so wet, so horny. I never wanted him to stop. It felt so good.

“Please don’t.” I begged. “Please, don’t сum...” I gasped as he pushed deeper into me. “...inside me.”

“I’m going to do it. And nothing can stop me. Do you know why, Roxy? It’s because you’re a filthy fuсking ѕlut who wants to be filled with сum, covered in сum. Tell me you’re a ѕlut and I’ll give you what you really want.” He demanded.

I whimpered.

“I’m....”

“Say it, you fuсking ѕlut.”

“I’m a dirty little ѕlut. I’m your dirty little ѕlut, Dane. Сum in me. I want to feel your hot сum in my ѕlutty little puѕѕy!” I cried out.

Dane let out a growl and thrust his cоck as deep into my puѕѕy as he could. My puѕѕy clenched on his cоck, like it was never going to let it go. I felt him shoot his load deep inside me, filling me up. I felt him grunt. He pulled out after a few extra thrusts and I was able to catch my breath. I collapsed to the floor and pulled myself up to the couch with my elbows.

“Dane.” I murmured.

I could barely talk. I could barely think. I was so lightheaded and dizzy. I’d never сum like that before.

“Don’t tell anyone.” He said, as he put his cоck away and patted my head.

I looked up at him from my position on the floor. “I won’t.”

“Good. I’d hate to have to punish you. My dirty little ѕlut.” Dane smirked. “Go clean yourself up. My dad paid for this house. He doesn’t want you dripping сum all over it. I’ll come back next time I need to drain my cоck into your hot little сunt.”

With that, he turned and left my room. What we did was the good kind of dirty, but now I was feeling the bad kind of dirty. I was ashamed.

His сum was dripping down my thighs. I loved and hated the feeling of it. I got to my feet and went to clean up. It was almost time for bed anyway. I had school in the morning.

How did he figure out about my stories? I was sure I didn’t tell anyone about my interest in stepsibling pоrn or how much it turned me on. Did he break into my computer or phone?