I had never seen a man literally treat me like I had a plague when I told him I was a virgin. The people that found out seemed desperate to be the ones to own the privilege of deflowering me. Granted, most of them were my age and didn’t have a few years on me like Shane had. I felt unwanted and confused as we sat down in the living room. We watched television in silence until it was lunch time. I sat down in my chair, feeling rather angry as more time passed and he casually made lunch like it was nothing, sipping his drink as he sliced up some meat and vegetables.
Not even conversation? Wow.
Part of me wished I hadn’t said anything at all. My emotions were in turmoil. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to just get bent over in the living room for his pleasure. I wanted more than a bend-her-over-and-fuck-her experience. The dancing was nice and if he had pushed me towards the bedroom, I would have probably already had him inside of me by that point. I wanted privacy more than I ever had before, but the cabin was madness. I couldn’t even go outside. The wind had picked up and snow was falling again. I really was a prisoner and the warden didn’t even want me.
Chapter 6: Shane
A virgin? What the fuck.
My beautiful blonde goddess was untouched. She had never felt a man’s cock inside of her. I hadn’t even really considered that possibility. It didn’t change my desire for her, but it made the situation a little different. The primal feeling of protective possessiveness was starting to amplify as the news rolled around in my head.
Can I really take a virgin into my bed and let her walk away?
Her confession of virginity made me more aware of our age difference and the different point we were in our lives. A woman for me was nothing more than a fuck, especially after not having one for six years, but what happened between us would mean a lot more to her if we went over that line.
God damn it—I want her so bad.
I had been so determined to live in solitude that I never considered sharing the cabin with anyone else. Heather toyed with that mentality and made me question it. I stood alone in the kitchen, making dinner and continuing to ponder what she said. In a way, she was right—if I would have rescued someone who wasn’t a virgin, it would have been a lot simpler to get what I wanted and send her on her way when the storm passed. Unfortunately, there was no going back. I had rescued Heather, and I still wanted her, even if it was complicated as hell.
“Lunch is ready.” I topped a steak with vegetables and put the plate down where she sat the last time we ate.
“Thanks.” There was a difference in her tone that I picked up on as she sat down and started to saw through the slab of meat.
“Like this.” I held up my knife. “Cut at an angle, just like this. Make one quick cut and then saw if it doesn’t go all the way through.”
“Great.” She repeated the motion and still had to saw, but it was a lot faster. “What did you learn while you were lost, Heather? I learned how to cut meat. It’s a valuable life skill.”
“Are you mad?” I looked into her eyes. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You didn’t.” She shook her head and made another cut. “I’m fine.”
Oh shit, not the dreaded “I’m fine”—that always means things are far from fine.
“Now you just sound like a brat.” I glared at her with my face twisting to a scowl. “If you want to talk about something, let’s talk like adults.”
“Whatever.” She pushed her plate away. “I’m done.”
“You need to eat something.” I pushed the plate back over. “Don’t waste food. You’ll be hungry before dinner if you don’t eat this.”
“Fuck you.” She slid off her stool. “You don’t get to tell me what to do. It’s bad enough I’m stuck here until the storm breaks.”
“You disrespectful little...” I stood up and looked down at her face which was had turned red with a bit of boiling anger. “We can discuss this like adults.”
“Adult this.” She grabbed her plate and threw it on the floor. It immediately shattered and food went everywhere. “Is that adult enough for you? Sorry, I guess I’m just a brat.”
“You want to act like a little brat, I’ll treat you like one.” I grabbed her arm and walked to my chair, pulling her across my knee as I took a seat.
“Hey! What are you doing!?” She started kicking her feet.
“You want to throw a temper tantrum? I’ll give you something to be mad about.” I yanked her yoga pants down, along with her panties, exposing her beautiful bare ass.
“Stop it!” She threw an arm back and I grabbed it firmly with my left hand, pinning it to the small of her back. I lifted my right hand and brought it down firmly in the center of her bottom.
“Ow! You can’t spank me!” She argued and struggled against my grasp.
“I’m not just going to spank you, Heather.” My words were firm, but without any hint of real anger. “I’m going to wear your ass out.”
I brought my hand down a little harder in the center of her ass, seeing an outline of my hand when I pulled it back. The next few minutes were filled with squealing and fighting as I gave her beautiful white ass a well-spanked red glow. I felt like she needed a reset button and she was totally off the rails with her attitude and her behavior. I had never actually spanked anyone before, but I got my fair share growing up so I had a good idea what it was supposed to be like.
I bet you won’t act like a brat after I’m done with you.
I always liked giving a few playful smacks here and there during foreplay, but actual discipline was a little outside of my normal demeanor. Heather had gone from intriguing to frustrating to full on brat in a matter of minutes. She had to understand I wasn’t going to put up with that shit.
If there was no storm, I would have sent her straight home, but there was little else I could do. I wasn’t going to throw her out into the snow to freeze to death, but I wasn’t just going to let her break all my shit because she wanted to have a tantrum over the way I reacted to her virginity. I probably overreacted and I could own that, but what she did was completely inexcusable. Once I heard her anger turn to apologies, I slowed down my hand and finally stopped. She clung to my leg for a moment, tears running down her face.
“I’m really sorry...” Her words came out with a slight sob and they were followed with more tears.
“What the hell got into you?” I sat her on my lap with her ass hanging off the edge of my jeans.
“I don’t know. It was stupid.” She rubbed the tears out of her eyes. “I was enjoying what we were doing, I just wasn’t prepared for sex so fast—I thought there would be romance. I didn’t realize it would turn you away. Most of the time it just makes guys try harder.”
“I just needed a damn minute to process it, Heather.” I held her head against my shoulder. “I don’t give a damn if you’re a virgin or not, I still plan to fuck you.”
“Prove it.” She pulled her head away and looked into my eyes.
Prove it? Oh, I’ll prove it.
I didn’t need an invitation, but it was the most open one she could ever give. I wrapped a hand around her hair and pulled her close, planting a kiss on her lips. I wanted her and I was going to have her. I might have hesitated when I found out she was a virgin, but I wasn’t hesitating anymore. I ran my tongue between her lips and ravaged her mouth with the force of my kiss. I wanted it to be very clear that I wanted her—and that I was going to have her. Her lips tasted sweet, and the way they formed a perfect seal with mine made it difficult to break from them.
She’s just straight fire in my mouth.
I caressed her back, pulling her shirt off as our lips continued to move against each other in harmony. I could feel timidness in her touch and taste the inexperience in her kiss, even if it was amazing. I would teach her to be better than she ever knew she could be. I reached around her back and removed her bra, pulling it free and tossing it on the floor.
So fucking gorgeous.
I lifted her up and starte
d to kiss her breasts, letting my tongue drift down to her right nipple. It quickly got hard and tight underneath my swirling tongue. I wrapped the hand that wasn’t firmly twisted in her hair around her breast, squeezing it for a moment before sliding my hand down to her ass. It was warm to the touch from her spanking and she winced a little bit from my touch. I gave it a squeeze anyway and then ran my fingers up her back. My lips moved to her left breast and she let out a long sigh of pleasure.
“I think it is time to relocate this to the bedroom, wouldn’t you agree?” I stood up and lifted her in my arms.
“Yes.” She nodded and saw that sense of desire returning.
I continued to kiss her lips as I walked to the bedroom with her still in my arms. Once we were there, I dropped her down to the bed. A smile spread across my lips as I saw the desire flaring up with even more intensity in her eyes. I reached down with both hands, taking her yoga pants in my grasp.
They were already halfway down her thighs from the spanking, so it was a quick tug to get them past her knees and with another one, they were on the floor beside the bed. Her legs opened and I got my first real view of her pussy.
I could smell her lust even before I saw the wetness. I stripped off my shirt and sank between her thighs, pulling her naked body against my chest. My cock was hard against my zipper, but I wasn’t ready to unleash it quite yet. I wanted to enjoy her touch and feel her carnal thirst growing. I slowly pressed myself against her pussy as we kissed. When my lips drifted to her neck and her ears, I could feel goosebumps erupting across her whole body.
She’ll be begging for it soon.
I held her tight, feeling the heat of her breath on my neck. The heat between us could have melted the ice that had entombed us in the cabin, but I never wanted it the storm to end. The one we were creating was a lot more dangerous than the one nature had sent our way.
“I want you.” She let out a moan as my hips pressed against her.
“You’re going to get every bit of me.” I gave her a grind that was a little more forceful, letting the head of my cock brush against her pussy through my jeans.
Her hands slid underneath my stomach and started to fumble with my button. I wasn’t going to deny her any longer if she wanted it enough to go after it on her own. I let her unzip me and push my jeans down, exposing my cock.
My cock swelled once it was free from the prison and she wrapped a hand around my girth. I was well-endowed to begin with, but her touch made it start to get really hard in her hand. There were several years of pent up blue balls ready to be released. I kicked my pants off and rocked back on my knees, letting my cock rest against her pelvis. She stroked it with her hand, making it even more engorged.
“I don’t have a condom here.” I looked down at her and saw her eyes start to widen.
“I don’t even care.” Her lust was so fierce that she didn’t resist at all.
Unprotected with a virgin—this is going to be the best storm ever. I know I’m clean, so fuck it.
I would have loved to sink my cock in her throat or slide it between her voluptuous breasts, but all I could focus on was the thought of being inside her virgin pussy. There was a primal excitement, a fervor of lust that drove me towards the destination. I pushed my hand between her legs and rubbed her labia, caressing it gently with my finger.
She’s so fucking wet.
I pressed a finger inside of her, feeling a tightness that made my cock throb with desire. She was so unbelievably tight my finger barely fit past the first knuckle. I pressed my thumb to her clitoris and rubbed it as I slowly pushed my finger in and out of her tightness. When I felt her hymen, I pulled back slightly and started sliding my finger in and out until I hit it every time. I felt her vaginal cavity start to relax and I knew her pussy was ready for its first taste of cock.
“You’re going to make me cum before I even get to feel you inside of me.” She moaned and her body writhed with pleasure from the stimulation of her clitoris.
“You think I intend to stop after one orgasm?” I laughed slightly as I continued to massage her clitoris.
“I’m going to fuck you until I can’t even get an erection anymore.”
“Jesus...” She let out a groan and started to stroke my engorged dick faster.
I let her stroke it for several minutes while I fingered her tightness and rubbed her clit. She had started to relax, but she was still ridiculously tight. I pulled my cock out of her hand and guided it towards the opening of her vaginal cavity. I pressed the glans into her wetness and was able to push it inside slightly. I started to move in and out of her pussy, stretching it for my girth, and covering my cock with her lubrication. I massaged it up the shaft until I was able to stretch her enough for my cock to press against the thin webbing inside.
Time to claim your virginity, blonde goddess.
“It hurts.” She groaned when I pushed against her hymen.
“It won’t hurt for long. I’ll have you craving it in no time.” I leaned forward and kissed her lips while my cock slid further into her virgin pussy.
I pressed against her hymen with several thrusts until I felt it give and then pushed hard to get past it. There was an expression of pain across her face that caused her to break from our kiss when it tore but she relaxed after the initial shock was over. Her pussy was forced to stretch to accommodate my girth and I continued to fuck the area I had already stretched until I could push it deeper.
“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my entire cock.” I pulled my lips away and attacked her neck with my tongue.
“It is starting to feel good.” She moaned and I could feel her pussy squeezing on my cock.
I kept pushing my cock in and her expression of pleasure was the first taste of her g-spot being stimulated. With her tightness, it was in a permanent state of bliss, stretched and pressed with each thrust igniting it. The pleasure she felt from it was masking the discomfort and I was able to push my cock in deeper. My excitement built as I thrust a little harder each time, feeling my cock going deeper and deeper until I felt the satisfying contact her thighs made against my pelvis.
“Oh God...” She moaned and her body writhed underneath me, panting with the pleasure of my thrusts.
“God has nothing on me.” I let out a laugh as I gave her another thrust.
I slid my cock back several inches and drove it in again, not as hard as it could have been, but enough to feel that twinge of pleasure I craved. I pressed both sides of my palms beside her head and positioned myself between her thighs so I could get a better angle.
Slow and steady until I can really start fucking her.
Several minutes of gentle intercourse followed, but I picked up the pace as fast as I could without really hurting her. I leaned in to claim her lips again with my own, driving my dick inside of her as I did. She was barely able to concentrate long enough for our lips to touch because she was lost in the euphoria of the moment. I leaned back, wrapping both of my hands around her waist.
So fucking good. Her pussy is fantastic.
I held her steady as I drove my cock inside over and over, using every inch of my length with each thrust. I pulled back until my cock was almost visible beneath the mound of her labia and then slammed it inside. The haphazard thrusts became a continuous rhythm and my cock was throbbing with the need to ejaculate. As much as I wanted to feel the release, I was enjoying her pussy too much to stop. I kept myself on the edge, refusing to let go, but I could tell she didn’t have the same level of control I had.
“I’m...” Her breath picked up. “I’m gonna cum...” A loud drawn-out moan erupted from her throat.
“You and me both.” I felt the building pressure of cum swelling in my balls.
Her body roared with excitement and her vaginal walls spasmed as I made her cum. The orgasm seemed to loosen her up a little bit and there was a lot more lubrication so I really started to pound her pussy as hard as I could. She bit down on her lip and I knew she wasn’t going to be done w
ith just one.
“I’m going to fill your pussy with my cum.” I felt my body jerking and spasming.
Another orgasm built up and came out of her like a wave as I talked dirty to her. I was so turned on I couldn’t hold on any longer. I leaned close to her and started the steady thrusts I knew would release my seed. She panted in my ear with the elongated pleasure of her second orgasm. I felt the pressure building in my balls reach a fever pitch and I knew I was at the perfect point—the point where I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to, but able to prolong the pleasure if I didn’t rush it.
I just want to enjoy this pussy a little bit longer.
I enjoyed her tightness as long as I could until my cock just couldn’t take any more. I felt the surge rush up my shaft and then I let out a loud grunt as I exploded inside of her. Even though I had masturbated the previous day, it was one of the most powerful ejaculations I had ever felt. It kept going with my entire body shuddering as I released what felt like a lifetime of stored up semen. My body got tight, each muscle squeezing while my cock throbbed and pulsated. When it was finally over, I lay between her legs, pressing my lips to hers with gentle kisses.
“That was amazing...” She whispered. “I thought it would be terrible the first time.”
“With anyone else, it might have been.” I let my tongue drift across her lips. “You’re just lucky you were with me.”
We lay there with our bodies connected until we were both feeling our energy drained by our orgasms. I rolled over onto my back and held her against my chest. The storm outside the cabin continued to rage as nightfall started to settle on Wolf Creek again. I felt myself starting to doze. After nearly an hour, she sat up and I immediately felt a sense of discomfort from our separation. She slid out of bed and walked to the living room, picking up her glass of whiskey and sipping it.
“I didn’t give you permission to leave.” I pushed up on my hands and looked over at her.
“Sorry, I’m parched.” She sipped the whiskey again.
The moonlight caught the outline of her figure and she looked stunning. She really was my beautiful blonde goddess and I was already feeling a desire to be inside of her again. I slipped on my boxers and walked to the living room, wrapping my arms around her.
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