Megan Ch. 05

The next day, to my extreme disappointment, Megan's mother was home. Dutifully, the girl and I got down to work. I remember glancing at Megan and feeling weird about the whole thing. The fact that we had had sex less than 24 hours ago didn't seem real. So instead of exchanging meaningful glances, we concentrated. She wrote and I edited, and though I did enjoy spending time with Megan, I wanted more and was frustrated.

At about 11am, Megan's mother got a call. "Damn it," she said, "I'll be there in 10." And then to Megan and I, she explained, "I've got to run into work for a few minutes and clear the system." I had no idea what that meant, but I wasn't going to ask questions. "I should be back in about an hour. Can you wait around until then, Mr. Williams?" As per our agreement, she was supposed to write me a check.

"Of course," I said. I was about to tell her that she could just send the check in with Megan after the break, but the woman was gone and Megan and I were alone. I briefly tried to resist my desire, but as soon as the car pulled away, I reached for Megan and pulled her forcefully into my arms. She gasped and then started to laugh and was then quietly moaning as we kissed. My hands were running up and down her back and caressing her firm, sexy ass. "If only we had enough time," I murmured.

"We do," she said and then we went to her room. I admit that I was a little anxious. Being in Megan's bedroom reminded me of how young she was and how inappropriate our actions were. There was a yellow ceramic pony on her dresser, and the half-open curtain above her bed was shrouded in pink lace. I was going to protest, but before I knew it, we were both hurriedly getting undressed. As I sat and untied my shoes, I felt something fall out of my pocket, but I paid it no mind and soon, Megan and I were naked, lying side by side.

She was stroking by rigid hardness, while I played with her pussy as we kissed. I desperately wanted to fuck, but I wanted the moment to last as long as possible. In the late morning light in the dim room, I pulled from the kiss and studied her. I ran my finger from her soft wetness up to her belly button. I then ran my hand along her side, which caused her to giggle as she hungrily reached to kiss me.

My fingers then found her right nipple. Megan made a soft whimpering sound as I gently squeezed and pinched the tip. "Yess..." she mumbled. Megan then took my hand and tried to guide it back to her pussy, but I wasn't ready. I continued up her body, running my hands across her throat and the crucifix that clung tightly to her neck. I then pulled from the kiss again and looked into Megan's soft, green eyes. I was now touching her face, and she took my fingers into her mouth, sucking on one, then two- staring intently at me. As I drew my fingers away from her soft tongue, Megan whispered, "Stop torturing me." I then brushed the hair out of her eyes and kissed her again, long and deep. "More," she said as I pulled back.

In answer, I slowly trailed my hand down her body, and plunged two fingers into Megan's wetness, and was gratified to feel her eagerly press herself into my hand. "Cum for me," I whispered as I kissed her neck and ran my tongue along her un-pierced earlobe.

"Harder," she gasped. In response, I quickened the pace, rubbing her clit as my fingered worked in and out of her pussy. "Yes," she whispered. "Like that." And then, Megan pulled my mouth back to hers and was sucking first on my lip, and then my tongue as her body went tight and her legs closed on my hand. "I'm cumming," she moaned. After a few moments, Megan whispered, "Let's fuck." I smiled and pulled her on top of me. We continued to kiss as she rubbed her pussy up and down the length of my cock. "This is going to feel so good," she whispered, almost breathless. She then lifted my member up, and eased it in, working her tight, wet lips around me, slowly, steadily.

We both wanted it to last, and so we fucked at a slow steady rhythm. Instinctively, I'd speed up, but then Megan would ease me back. "It feels like silk..." I whispered as she kissed my throat.

"Easy," she commanded softly. "I'm going to cum again if you let me..." And so we held our rhythm, with her pulled tightly against me, as my cock gently slid in, then out- sometimes with her hips coming up high enough so that my cock would pop out free. Megan didn't like that though- her hand would quickly grab me and guide my thickness back into her soft, sensual wetness. "My pussy is sooo greedy," she whispered. Megan then quickened the pace, grinding against me- fucking me as hard as she could. "I'm cumming..." she exhaled. In answer, I let out a low, deep groan and grabbed Megan's bottom and back and pulled her into me as I exploded, cumming deep inside of her.

After maybe a minute or so, she glanced at the clock on her nightstand: it was almost noon. Without saying a word, we both got dressed and checked ourselves in the mirror, and made it back to the kitchen table just as Megan's mom got home. We both tried to act normal, but Megan was flushed and I was nervous. Luckily, Megan's mom didn't seem to notice as she wrote the check, and then I was driving away.