Parker

When I first saw him, I thought this move wouldn’t be so bad.
My family and I moved around a lot but I was excited this time around when I was told we would be moving to California. Matt approached me a few days after the move, and my god if the other guys in this town looked like he did this move would be the best thing to ever happen to me. The first time we talked, a part of me knew there was something between us, and I proved myself right later that night when he took me back to his house and fucked me better than any guy ever had before. I thought he was perfect, I thought we could have been something. That was until his girlfriend walked in on us as soon as he pulled his dick from my throat.

A girlfriend. Can you believe that shit? He had so many chances to tell me he wasn’t single. He should have never asked for my phone number, or asked me for pizza. He shouldn’t have kissed me back. Ugh. Matt was a pig. He knew he had a girlfriend but he still pursued me. He still had sex with me.

And my God, the sex was so fucking amazing. I didn’t want it to stop. Matt was such an attractive guy. He had muscles and a few scattered tattoos. He had his lip pierced, and the coolness of the ring felt amazing against my skin as he kissed me. Ugh, I need to forget it and forget him. As amazing as the sex was I knew it couldn’t – it wouldn’t – happen again. He had a girlfriend, and I just moved here. I didn’t need any trouble from people I didn’t even know, especially with me starting at a brand new high school in a couple of months.

But forgetting him wasn’t easy. It wasn’t even like I had a crush on him and wanted to be with him. I didn’t. I just really enjoyed the way his hips grazed mine as thrust deeper inside me and the way his hand fit perfectly around my throat. He was so much bigger than me, he was probably about a foot taller and though he wasn’t extremely buff, he had enough muscles for me to know he wouldn’t have any problems winning a fight. Just thinking about him made me horny and so a few days after our first encounter, when he came to apologize I allowed it.

“I didn’t realize she would be coming over,” he told me, speaking of his girlfriend whose name was apparently Vanessa. “I told her I had plans.”

Uh, try again. “That was in no way of an apology.” I told him, crossing my arms across my chest. I lightly pushed my bust up, allowing my breasts to slightly push out of my shirt. I wanted to seduce him. I wanted to fuck him again, but fuck I knew it was wrong. I knew I should tell him to leave, tell him to go to his girlfriend but I didn’t and I had no plans to. Okay, I was an awful person. There were way more awful people in the world, cut me some slack.

Matt glanced down at my cleavage for a moment, before licking his lips and continuing. “I should have told you about her,” he told me.

“Yeah, you should have.” I told him. “We should have never had sex.”

“You’re right,” he tells me. Neither of us say anything more. He looks like he wants to say something else but is hesitant. Finally, he takes a step towards me and pulls me into a kiss.

I’m surprised at first but then eagerly deepen the kiss. Matt grips my hips and pulls them into his as he backs me up towards my parents’ couch in the living room. The back of my legs hit the arm of the couch and I lean back onto it as Matts hands explore my back. He slowly lifts my shirt above my head and I let him. His lips connect to my collarbone and then my neck. A soft moan escapes my lips and my hands reach down to Matt’s waist band and begin to fumble with his jeans. I finally get the button unbuttoned and the zipper down. As I push him away from me slightly, his jeans fall from his hips and to the floor. I follow suit, getting to my knees and taking his boxers to the floor with me.

Is there any such thing as a perfect dick? If so, I think Matt won the competition. I slowly started at his balls and trailed my tongue up his shaft. I flicked my tongue, playing with the tip of his cock before allowing my tongue to venture back down and towards his balls.

“Stop being a tease,” Matt groans. I smile before taking the tip of his dick into my mouth and sucking gently. Matt wraps my hair in his fist as I take more of him into my mouth. “Fuck,” he whispers.

I continue to go down on him and his soft moans and the grip he has on my hair really turns me on. I feel myself get wetter, and wetter and I know it’s not going to take much to make me orgasm. Suddenly, Matt pulls me from his dick and pulls me up gently. He turns me around and bends me over the arm of the couch. I know it’s coming but I still gasp as Matt pulls my shorts and panties from my hips.

He doesn’t waste time before he thrusts entirely into me. “Oh!” I moan, digging my nails into my palms. Matts hands are on my waist as he thrusts in and out of me quickly. After a few minutes I reach a climax, I knew it wouldn’t take long. Matt doesn’t ease up as the waves crash over me and I can’t help but scream out his name the rougher he gets.

Matt’s name coming out of my mouth encourages him more so and he begins to slap my ass. Suddenly he pulls out of me and at first I think he’s cumming on the side of my parents’ sofa but then I begin to feel the slight pressure of Matt entering my ass.

I grip what fabric of the couch I can grab and bite my lip. I’ve only done anal a couple of times. It always hurt and I always made the guy stop after a few strokes but I was willing to try harder with Matt. He just turned me on so fucking much.

Matt enters me slowly. I feel each of his hands on each side of my ass, spreading me further apart so he can get deeper, and then he begins to pull out of me, only to reenter seconds later. The pain is there, but it’s mild. Matt’s thrusts start off slow, and then he begins to speed up. The longer he fucks me, the better it feels and eventually there’s no pain and only pleasure. I’m moaning with each thrust again, and I even feel a little sad once Matt cums inside me and I realize it’s over.

Also, as Matt’s cum fills me something else does as well. Guilt. He cheated on his girlfriend again, and this time I knew about her so I’m not any better than he is. “That was the last time,” I snap as I pull my panties and shorts back on.

“Oh, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it because you literally screamed my name,” Matt grinned showing off his dimples. Fuck him and his adorable dimples.

“You have a girlfriend,” I tell him grabbing my shirt. “And my parents are going to be home any minute with my brother so you should really go.”

He picks his boxers up and slides him on. I silently say goodbye to the perfect penis. “You knew I had a girlfriend and you still fucked me for a second time, so…”

“Yeah, it was a shitty thing to do,” I admit. “So, it’s just not going to happen again.”
Matt’s fully dressed now. “Yeah, we’ll see.” He winks before walking out of the house.

Notes

Another chapter for you lovelies. Still not 100% sure if I'm going to continue but I probably will! Keep the feedback coming, I love hearing from you guys!

Title credit: Mest "The Last Time"