[drhyde79]

Chapter 82: Nothing Ventured Part 2

Kelly’s heart spoke up before her brain could catch up. "Absolutely."

Suddenly, they were on her bed, holding each other tight as their mouths found each other. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and he was as aroused as he'd ever been in his life. And yet there was no rush. The consumption of his first love was more than enough to sate his desire. The of his heart, not his cock. They kissed endlessly, the way kissing had felt when they first experienced it. They kissed until their lips were swollen and sensitive, making love to each other’s mouth as they plundered and sucked away with their tongues.

And it was enough for Adrian, at least for a little while. And then suddenly it wasn't good enough anymore. With a growl, he suddenly spun her around until she was flat on her back and he was straddling her hips. Her t-shirt has fell off a shoulder, revealing the simple white bra she was wearing underneath.

His hands started tugging at his shirt, unbuttoning as fast as his slightly uncoordinated and very rushed fingers could go. Once he got the buttons undone, he quickly whipped the offending garment over his head, leaning back down to kiss her again.

"No fair, I'm topless and you're not," he complained.

“Ssshhh…” Kelly said as she sat up. She slid the thin oversized material of her t-shirt down, revealing a very thin, white bra to match her panties. Blushing as she went.

Adrian resisted his impulse to devour her breasts right then and there. They were so pretty, just like her. Maybe not so big, but their shape was absolutely firm and soft. While he stared at her breasts in a daze, Kelly quickly pulled out the hair-band holding her hair up, allowing her long locks to fall down behind her shoulders, making sure she caught his eye before she gave him a look.

It was the perfect moment. Her 'fuck me' look caught his attention, and then he lost control over his impulses. Adrian attacked her chest almost violently, tearing her bra away, worshipping her breasts with his tongue. He focused on her nipples, sucking fiercely even as Kelly tried to stifle her moans of pain. His hand groped her roughly, desperately for the feel of her flesh. Her head hung over the side of the narrow mattress as she surrendered to his relentless attack. Hoping he would not notice the little nibbles and bruises left on her body, hoping he would mistake them for his own after his frenzy.

Adrian’s hands tugged impatiently at her tiny FBT shorts, pulling it and her panties past her hips and then along her legs until he could fling them away to join her bra somewhere far far away. Then it was his damn skinny jeans. Oh how it hurt when he had to pull the fucking thing along with his underwear against his rock-hard erection.

Then finally, finally, it was done, leaving Kelly naked in his arms.

"You are beautiful."

Kelly smiled shyly, "Really?"

Adrian smiled right back. "Really, really."

And his hands began to wander again, exploring her slim nakedness, tracing the smooth silkiness of her youthful skin. Eager to arouse her further, he extended his tongue and traced southwards, leaving a wet trail from her nipples all the way to her navel.

Kelly shivered and tensed for just a moment, he was too fast, too needy… She closed her legs tightly. “No. Please.” She needs him, but she doesn’t want him to taste another man’s cum in her pussy… She wants him to be slower, gentler… She needs him to be loving, to wash away the memory of Boss Chen.

Feeling just a bit annoyed, Adrian tried to part her legs.

“No, please Adrian, please.” Kelly dug in, her hands guiding his head back up, back for a kiss, eager to use him to wash away her memories.

Mollified, Adrian forced himself to slow down and be gentle. The touch of his hands were feather light as he traced her curves. His pace agonizingly slow. He was teasing her as a punishment, and she knew it. Anything so he doesn’t taste the remnants of her fat boss’ semen. She needs this. She needs to forget the oily bastard’s touch. She needs Adrian to wash away the sensations he had given her against her will.

"Get up here and make love to me, please..." Kelly moaned as she pulled at his arms.

“Condom?” Adrian asked. It was the right question. Kelly half-closed her eyes as she nodded. Adrian fumbled for the emergency pack he always carries around in his wallet, he struggled with the tinfoil packet, almost dropping the lubricated rubber in his haste, as Kelly deliberately teased him by opening her legs wide in obvious invitation.

Finally done, he rushed back to her, cradling her head for a kiss as he got into the missionary position, kneeling between her legs as his cock probed eagerly for position .

Kelly looked up, eyes wide open as she looked into his eyes, her hand guiding the mushroom head of his cock into place, the smooth latex sliding a half-inch into her welcoming folds.

"K-Kelly... I..." Adrian wanted to say 'I love you', but was silenced by a slim finger on his lips.

"Shh..." she said, reading my mind. "I know. But I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

And before Adrian could ask what she means, she pulled his head down for a kiss. And as he lowered his head, so did his hips.

Kelly felt the smooth clean feel of latex sliding easily through the snug folds of her vagina. She imagined the remnants of Boss Chen’s cum easing the way for her ex-boyfriend’s cock and a dirty thrill tingled through her sensitive nerve endings at the sheer wrongness, the naughtiness of her Boss’ semen acting as a lubricant for his fucking.

She whimpered into his mouth as his slim long cock pushed apart the still bruised and abused walls of her pussy and burrowed into her body. He came almost all the way in without much effort, and then he curled his hands around her thighs and yanked her towards him to meet his thrust, pushing the final length of his cock inside, making her gasp at the sensation of him stuffing the entirety of his cock inside her. Coming so soon after her degradation, her body instinctively resisted, the walls of her pussy tightening against his invasion, her hips pushing back away from him. Adrian withdrew slightly in confusion, but before she had a chance to register the relief over the withdrawal of his pressure, he rammed his hips forwards again, his hands gripping tightly onto her thighs.

Her knees buckled under the powerful thrust and bent backwards towards her chest. Then he drew back, and pumped his hips forwards again, forcefully. There was an edge of pain from the angle of his penetration, mixed with the desperation, excitement and need coursing through her veins. Suddenly, he placed his hands under her, cupping her buttocks and lifted her so the angle is even sharper.

Part of her was in denial that this was happening, that she invited Adrian into her bed so soon after her defilement. Her fingers sought purchase against the skimpy fabric of the mattress. They curled up as he moved farther up her body, until her long slim legs ride up against him, his shoulders meeting the back of her knees. Adrian began pushing, harder and deeper, his hips lapping painfully against her, the loud slaps of their flesh echoing in the limited confines of the hostel room. So much of what was happening was so familiar she almost panicked, yet a part of her is telling her to calm down. This was what she wanted. Her sub-conscious had prepared for this from the moment she opened her door and let him in.

She has become a receptacle for his lust, his long denied desire. She was unable to move, unable to protest his rough fucking even if she wanted to. She lay there, gasping desperately for breath as her body took his cock deeper and deeper. Desperately for his love-making to make her come, to bring her body to an orgasm that will make her forget how her fat slimy boss had made her come again and again with his short, thick cock.

In what seems to be too short a time, Adrian made a sudden groan as his body began to tense and tremble, and then he started to really pummel away, ramming himself into her faster and faster as her breasts and buttocks jiggled and bounced, driven into the thin mattress. The creaking of the wooden bed frame grew increasingly loud until she was certain it would collapse under his powerful fucking.

No! Not yet! Too soon! I want to come! I want to come! Make me come too! Kelly thought frantically.

Faster, faster. Adrian is going absolutely wild now, his hips ramming against her so desperately she almost went numb, certain she could take no more.

And suddenly, it was all over as Adrian tensed one last time, trembling as his cock is still crammed deeply inside her, tiny convulsions of his climax as he emptied his cum into the thin rubber separating their bodies.

“I-I… I love you..” he stammered as he collapsed on her, his slim muscular body holding her closely as his cock soften inside her hot tunnel.

Kelly smiled as she leaned in and gave him a tiny peck. She could feel his cock still throbbing inside her. She clutched the muscles in her pussy, feeling the cheap dirty thrill from the wet slickness of the latex covered organ, slippery with her juices and the cum of Boss Chen. But compared to her experience the previous night, it was extremely lacking.

She wanted to hate Boss Chen. She wanted to hate him for forcing her, for violating her, for fucking her against her will. But now? Now she is just wandering how long she would have to wait before his call. Before she can be made to feel alive again. It was like what she told Adrian earlier, it was time she stopped lying to herself after all.