You pull Qiangxiang -- Chloe -- into your bed with you.
You swiftly shift positions, getting Chloe onto her back -- you atop, on all fours. Like a lion strutting over felled prey.
"I am a slut," Chloe says. Her voice is full of shame, rather than arousal. "You have seen my real face now."
You bend forward, and kiss.
"I wanted you to know," she adds, eyes dreamy, "that it wasn't you... I was always a slut. I've been a slut even before you knew me."
"No you weren't," you tell her. Between kisses, you add: "No you aren't."
"But--"
"Don't take what other people say so seriously."
There's a pause as you enjoy the touch of one another's lips.
"I was worried you only valued purity," she says. "So I tried, you know..."
You get your hand in between the elastic waistband and Chloe's hips. She sighs. "Do you think you will survive tomorrow?" She asks.
"No idea."
"I might be your last fuck. Are you fine with that?"
"You're not my last. Not close."
She giggles. "Insatiable. Ally. If I cannot be your last... at least make me your best."
Your fingers find the crevice of her newly deflowered pussy. She arches her back, making a staccato gasp at the sudden contact. You take that moment to run your other hand under her crop-top, to fondle her tiny breasts. Your palm can completely encompass each of them in turn. As small as they are, they're so soft and squishy, too. With a nipple of hers pinched between your fingers, you bite her neck -- suck on it -- taste her sweet skin.
"You tease me so terribly," Chloe whines.
"Teasing girls is fun."
"Please take off my pants..."
You roughly grab the denim and tug. The little pair of shorts slides down her supple calves, and off her severely arched feet. You toss them to the corner.
Her little pussy is all dewy, and the clit is all hard; she's probably been wet all day, just thinking of the moment she could get you alone and have you to herself. Now she's abuzz with unbridled energy, practically vibrating, as she watches you rub her slit. Her neck stains. And her eyes are smiling, even though her pointed jaw is hanging partway open.
"You truly are a rough man," she says.
"Is this rough?"
"No -- but -- I want you to be rougher."
"That's too bad," you tell her. "You don't always get your way."
You clasp her, invade her mouth with your strong wet tongue. She inhales through her nostrils to fully absorb your masculine scent. While you fondle her mouth from the inside, you trace your fingertips across her smooth body -- such a slight, skinny frame. Flat as a board, short as a kid. She basks in your caress, and slakes her lustful thirst by sucking your tongue.
"I am in love with you," she tells you.
You pull your pants down, revealing your already erect cockshaft and bulbous, purple head. You're dripping precum. And you're ready to feel her insides around you, properly this time, without any bells and whistles.
"Raw -- always raw?" She asks, eyesight fixed on your cock.
"Yes."
"You intend, also, to impregnate even me?"
"If it happens, it happens."
"Take me, then."
You take her. You fall to your elbows, one on either side of Chloe's head, and slide your prick into her body. The moan that escapes your lips is loud and almost pained. She was wet on the outside -- torrentially flooded on the inside. You can feel every little strand and dollop of her thick juice inside her, flowing off her walls, coating your penis. As smooth as her pussy looks, it's bumpy where it counts; her folds and ridges sweetly massage your horny prick.
The bed squeaks beneath the two of you while you mate.
"You will -- wake -- the others --" Chloe says between shivers.
"Nothing they haven't seen."
"Bu--"
You cut off Chloe's resistance by forcefully mashing your lips to hers. She wraps her ankles around your butt, and grabs her wrist with her other hand behind your back. You've been in such a position hundreds of times with so many others. You never tire of it. Being connected to a girl at both ends, lying on top her, with her limbs wrapped around you -- the way she welcomes your every violation... this is heaven. You're at the gateway to heaven. You're going to sully Chloe Xi's tiny pussy with another wad of cum, her second in less than 24 hours, and both of you are elated.
"Is this... what it should be like?" Chloe asks.
"Yes," you grunt, nipping at her earlobes. You run your hands through the hair on the back of her head, knuckles dragging against the Egyptian cotton of your pillowcases. You pull her tight to your body, as if trying to merge yourself to her. Your skin sticks together, adhered by your joint sweat. Your crotches slap wetly as you increase the pace, notch by notch. Relentlessly you rub your cock inside her, coaxing yourself to orgasm.
"You will finish inside me?" Chloe asks.
"Always inside."
She hugs you tighter with her arms and legs.
"Here it comes," you warn her, sighing.
"I want it all -- I want all of you -- do this forever -- Ally!"
You feel like you could. Your nuts surge, and then the tip of your prick opens up to spew its mess inside her womb. As you fill her full, you gaze lovingly into her eyes. She smiles up at you, mouth curling into an O, while she orgasms. She did this of her own free will, came to you for relief; and you accepted her of your own free will. Her bravado now washed away, her pride and arrogance, her facade of viciousness; leaving only this. In the end she was only an infatuated girl. And she really wanted you. Now she's yours. Take responsibility.
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