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Little gym rat... Part 2 - Taking his direction.

I continue taking his direction, bending over deeply and low. Letting him see my curves accentuating and swearing he might be able to detect that eager engorgement of my feminine essence centered between my legs. I am certain those spasms can be seen as rubbing against my tight shorts I am so excited and throbbing in my own right. The young depths of my soul needing to be plunged into. I am surely dripping now, I can feel it running outside of me seeking a marathon where he finishes in me violently. I am such a slut but these hormones cannot be denied. I need to be taught a lesson by a mature cock that has seen so much. Youngs guys are desperate to feel my heat and fluids flowing but not able to hold out against such an assault. I need the long game, shoved deep inside torturing me not to cum first. I am becoming a little whore so fast and I continue to try and hide this from the onlookers but they sniff around like they know that this young pussy is desperate to be taken. My innocence destroyed in a flurry of fantasies that would have me committed trying to fix me. But there is only one fix for me and it's bulging between his legs waiting to shove between mine. Mark says 'hey' startling me from my daydream as he put his hand on my ass again and says like this. You are fucking right, like this... geezus there is no stopping the seeping now and I see it on his face that he needs to instruct me deeper. So much deeper. Apparently my fuck me eyes totally give me away. Suddenly he grabs me and says that's enough. I look up at him with doe eyes... tearing up. 'I'm sorry, hanging my head' yeah, not sorry... I still want that cock and I will cry for it. I will beg for it. Just teach me all the exercises you know. He is still throbbing but he kneels next to me, perhaps painfully and says it's okay. His hand on my shoulder as I lean back breathing so close to his mouth that he can taste it. And it tastes like a young girl's desire, the most powerful thing in the world. You are thinking this girl is way too young... and I am  thinking I just want that cock. Which thought is stronger? I know the answer and you will too soon because I am not leaving until you press me and I build your muscles bigger... So much bigger. This little slut just needs to be taken by strong mature hands with the staying power I need so much.

This climax is building and this eager slut needs the finale. Without it I am not sure I can see tomorrow... But I have total faith in my young pussy to attract the rooster's call, still I want to feel it inside me. Claws and all... pecking at me relentlessly. My Mom always said I am an old soul and I suppose this old soul needs to be taught a lesson or two or three quickly. I know my parents would not approve but I cannot help it. Perhaps I am just an eager slut but does that make me bad, probably. I deliberately run into him again forcing him to grab me around the waist, my eyes closed taking in that grasp. I put my hand behind me grabbing him and stroking, he is startled but leans in anyway. I slip my hand upward and down into his pants grabbing him. He sighs 'wait' but doesn't stop me as I start stroking up and down. Oh god, how the pulsing ripples through me to the clit and beyond. Will he teach me a lesson or not, I hope so. My innocent look, head looking to the side staring with big dreamy eyes just invades his brain and I feel him weakening under my resolve. I of course lean down and place my mouth near his cock gazing up submissively. This is simply irresistible, I know this already at my young age. I  suppose I am a fast learner, they always said so - an A student and in this I will be too. What good is a physical trainer who does not push into you is my thought. Like any schoolgirl fantasy, or maybe that's just me. I want to be taken forcefully with masculine power. I want to cum uncontrollably on a hard cock like I have masturbated to so many times. I feel like all my time at home is spent locked in my room stroking myself, trying to calm myself and these hormones. But there is only one calm to be had in me and that is a hot cock pouring out while eager hands grasping my hips tight. One thing is for certain and that is I am ready to explode on myself, on him, on everyone.
Written by xinaskirt
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This is exactly how it came out of my mind, no editing whatsoever so I hope it represents my thoughts well. I really appreciate any feedback. X
Part 2... of more. ;)
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