My Ward My Woman

by Jordan Silver

  What the fuck had I done? I pulled out of her body and slapped her face gently a couple times, until she moaned and her eyes started to flutter open. I started to breathe again barely.

  Her eyes opened with a smile. “Wow, that was amazing. Do it again.” Fucking girl, I thought I’d killed her. She pulled at me but I evaded her arms and placed my hand over her heart. It had lost the wild runaway tempo that had scared the shit outta me, but it was still going too fast for comfort. Things only got worst when I finally saw the condition of my cock.

  “Fuck baby.” I hated myself in that moment. If I’d hurt her with my greed I’d never forgive myself. I knew I shouldn’t have gone that deep. Fuck! She’s eighteen years old and I just fucked her with thirteen inches of dick. I looked from my blood-covered cock to her freshly fucked pussy. The blood splattered on her thighs made my heart jump into my lungs and lodge there.

  I got down between her thighs for a better look. “Baby?” I looked up her body at her face but she was still smiling. “Are you hurting?” I spread her open with my fingers but except for the obvious redness, her walls just looked a little swollen and tender. But there was so much blood. I was expecting an open wound or some shit.

  “I’m fine.” She stretched and smiled and my heart eased a bit. “Don’t move I’ll be right back.” I left her there and headed to the bathroom to run us a bath and take care of her poor little snatch. What a fucking beast. I won’t touch her again… Well not tonight anyway. I had to console myself with my self inflicted punishment.

  I kept her in bed or she kept me there, for the next two days. She’d missed one day of school and I one of work. I was balls-deep in her when I called the principal with the lie that she was sick and wouldn’t be coming in. I’d barely hung up the phone before I was fucking into her hard enough to make her scream. I can’t get enough of that shit.

  After her bath that first night, I’d promised myself to let her rest, and let the medicine I’d rubbed into her sore pussy do its job. That had lasted all of ten minutes. As usual it was she who had broken me down and she’d done it in the most spectacular way. By taking my leaking cock into her mouth and asking me to teach her how to suck me off. All, while those innocent eyes of hers stared into mine. How could I resist?

  In the past forty-eight plus hours I’ve fucked her raw, cum in her mouth and introduced her to the pleasure of a hard, deep, ass fuck. In those two days of sex and holding her in my arms while she slept, she truly became my woman.

  She was everything I never expected and all I now knew I wanted for the rest of my life. I’m man enough to know when I’m beat, or more like caught. Her natural blend of innocent and sex kitten had taken me down.

  No matter how far I pushed, or what nasty shit I did to her, she never complained, and I did a lot. I figured since she was mine, she needed to know how to take all of me, so I had her in every way I could think of and some I’d never even tried. She had that kind of affect on me. All it took was a look, or a small touch in the right place and I was on her, in her.

  I knew it wasn’t the novelty of the situation, that there was so much more at play, because my fucking heart won’t shut the fuck up. But I’m not even fucking around with that shit right now. I have to wait until I’m out from under the pussy cloud, when I can think clearly again.

  My fear that she was too young to handle me, in and out of bed was long gone. She’d proved herself time and again on the end of my cock. She was in turns shy innocent and wanton seductress; and she loves to fuck, no pretense there.

  If I stayed in her all night she was right there with me, taking me in, urging me to fuck harder. If I’m not careful she’d put my fucking back out with her shit. She’s young and energetic with a pussy that can take a beating and still want more.

  There were only a few moments when the outside world crept in. When the thought of how the people we knew would react to this new change in our relationship. Then I’d remind myself that I didn’t really give a fuck and I’d bury my cock deep in her to erase the shit from my mind.

  I held her hips now as she squeezed out the last dribble of cum from my balls. Her hair trailed across my chest as she leaned down to kiss me. Her body was a mass of red and blue marks from where I’d sucked her, leaving my stamp of ownership for all to see.

  I wanted to imprint my scent on her so that she would never be free of me, and I did it by fucking her as often as I looked at her. It helped that she was just as hungry for me. That each time I turned to her in the night she was willing to accept me into her body. Even when I fucked her while she slept all she did was pop her eyes open, smiled and took her tired ass back to sleep while her body answered mine.

  “You make me very happy babydoll.” I kissed her one last time before lifting her off my dick and laying her at my side. She ran her hand over my chest and sighed with contentment. “I like when you call me that.” She looked up at me with all the joy she felt shining in her eyes.

  If I was happy with the change between us I have no words for what she felt. I don’t recall the last time I’d seen her look this happy. Not just happy, it was as if she’d come alive. There was a new light in her that hadn’t been there before.

  I brushed the hair back from her face and nipped her nose playfully, making her giggle. The sound reminded me of just how young she was and I squelched the bitter seed of doubt that raised its head. It was too late to second guess myself now. Plus I’d done my best to breed her each time I touched her, though I don’t think she realized that yet.

  After the first time, it became almost compulsive. Every time I released, I had the thought in my head and a vivid picture of her belly round with my child. Then I’d have to fuck her again because the shit made my cock stay hard; like a built in aphrodisiac

  “We have to have a serious talk about this change in our relationship, I…” She put a finger across my lips and looked at me with sad eyes. “Please don’t say you’re sorry.” I cupped her cheek and kissed her lips softly. “I wasn’t going to say that, when have I ever lied to you?”

  She gave me one of her special smiles that went right to the heart of me before resting her head on my chest again. It was obvious that she wasn’t thinking about any of the shit that had been going through my head.

  To be young and innocent again. If she’d given any thought to what this new development would mean, she didn’t show it. Or maybe like me, she didn’t give a fuck.

  “I was going to ask if you had any questions.” I still wasn’t quite sure how to handle the situation out of bed. I haven’t had time to think on how we were going to let the rest of the world know that she was now my woman. It was important to me that we handled it right for one reason. I wanted any backlash to fall on me, not her. I needed to warn her to let me know if anyone fucked with her.

  We hadn’t done much talking in the last couple of days. When we weren’t trying to fuck each other to the hereafter we were too exhausted to do much more than sleep. Besides, I didn’t want to bring any of that negative shit into our bed. I didn’t want anything tarnishing the joy we both felt wrapped up in each other for those two days.

  She was a greedy lover, and her appetite was almost as ferocious as mine. Once she got over the pain of losing her virginity the floodgates opened and all she wanted was to gorge her self on sex. I was more than happy to oblige. Though I had to remind her a time or two that although the gash between her thighs could go on forever, my dick needed to recuperate once in a while. Greedy fuck.

  In between bouts of mind-blowing sex I’d run down to the kitchen and raid the fridge. I’d given the staff the last few days off, so we had the whole place to ourselves, and we’d made good use of it. There were cum stains and pussy juice all over the couch downstairs and I think we’d left some on the kitchen island too.

  She was a playful lover, something I hadn’t experienced before. She liked to tease and be teased and everything she did seemed designed to hold my ass hostage. I could’ve told her she didn’t need
to worry. By the second fuck I would’ve given her all my worldly goods and then some. If I weren’t careful that pussy of hers would turn me into a fucking mindless sap.

  Just as my ward had wrapped me around her little finger, my woman now had me wrapped up tight in that sweet spot between her thighs. Her youthful freshness touched my heart in ways I never imagined. And seeing the art of lovemaking through the eyes of one so young and inexperienced was like a new awakening.

  She wanted to try everything and wasn’t shy about saying what she wanted, not once I got inside her anyway. My dick became her-own little joystick. She took me to new heights each time I turned to her, and it was me, and not the untried girl who was finding it hard to let go and get back to the world outside these walls.

  But now it was early Tuesday morning and we both needed to get back to life. I felt the change in her, like the light going out in a room. That’s another thing. It seems like we’re more connected somehow. I can feel her in a way I never did before. Like there was an invisible thread now joining us together. Yep, I’ve become part bitch. Whatever!

  “Tell me what you’re thinking.” I pulled her head back and looked down at her sad eyes.

  “I don’t want you to go. Why can’t we take a week off and go to the beach house?” She had one leg thrown over mine, and her head on my chest as she pouted at me.

  I ran my hand over her back and avoided those eyes that can get me to do anything she wants. She was so tiny, her bones so fragile in her small frame that I marveled at the fact that she could take me over her, pressing her down into the mattress the way I have countless times in the last couple days.

  She was a fucking phenomenon, literally. She likes to fuck as much as I do, which, is a nice change. I have a ravenous sexual appetite and it was unusual for me to find anyone who could keep up with me in bed.

  It’s for that reason that I sometimes go for long periods between bedmates. I could do without the aggravation of needing to fuck when the piece I’m fucking at the time couldn’t go more than a round and a half before complaining they were sore.

  I knew Alexandra had had a hard time taking me all those times. Especially when I fucked her from behind and went too deep the first time we fucked doggie style. But she never uttered a word of complaint. Instead she’d found a new favorite cure for what ailed her torn up pussy. Sitting on my face and riding my tongue to multiple orgasms. If she wasn’t a damn nymphomaniac she was as close to one as I’d ever met. And I’d almost let her go.

  “We’ll go to the beach house soon I promise. I have some stuff to take care of this week that can’t be put off and I don’t want you missing school.” I pulled her up my chest and kissed her cute little nose before rolling out of bed with her in my arms.

  “Now let’s get cleaned up before we scandalize Connie and the others when they get here.” She wrapped her arms and legs around me and peppered my face with kisses as I headed into the shower. If it wouldn’t make me feel like the world’s biggest sap I’d probably tell her every minute of every hour just how she made me feel. I was still coming to terms with just how completely perfect she was.

  11

  Solomon

  She slid down my body once we hit the shower and her hand went straight for my dick. “Baby, you’re going to be too sore to go to class. I’ll fuck you again tonight; now behave yourself. Dammit.” Too late. I held still and let her work her magic, stroking my already stiffening cock in her warm hand until pre-cum leaked from the tip.

  When she got to her knees before me and looked up at me with her tongue running across her lips I groaned. I threw my head back at the first touch of her tongue on my cock. “Ummm.” She hummed happily as she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth while cupping my balls. She was a quick fucking study.

  She teased my cock, just taking the head into her mouth, letting her tongue dip into the little slit at the end. Then she’d suck as much of me as she could fit into her mouth, before releasing me to start all over again.

  I grabbed two fistfuls of her hair, and fucked into her neck as I looked down between her thighs at her fat pussy. I was too damn close, but as much as I like cumming on her tongue, I wanted in her pussy again. I pulled her off my dick and threw her roughly back against the wall and slammed into her.

  “Ahhhhhh.” She screamed out loud before I pushed my tongue past her lips and wrapped a hand around her throat. I love what choking her out does to her pussy. The way it grabs and tightens around my cock. The way she goes fucking wild and lets me do anything to her.

  I fucked her against the wall, slamming her back hard into the marble and my brave girl dug her nails into me and begged for more.

  “Harder, go faster.” She whispered some other shit in my ear because I’d let it slip during one of our pillow talks that I liked to talk while I fucked. With this one the words were almost enough to take me over the edge. She knew just which buttons to push to get what she wanted.

  That’s why I covered her mouth with my hand while I went after her tit with my teeth. I wasn’t ready to leave the welcoming heat of her body yet and her fucking mouth would have me shooting like a teenager in two minutes flat.

  She bit my palm, “Ouch. You little…” She grinned happily and moved sensually on my cock. Then the look in her eyes changed and she looked into mine with a seriousness I’d never seen there before. One of her hands came up to touch my cheek. “Thank you.”

  “For what baby?” I don’t know why we were whispering but the mood seemed to fit. “For finally seeing me.” I took her lips roughly and clasped her closer with a hand on her ass and one around her shoulders. “I want to take you from behind, get on your knees.”

  She lifted off my dick slowly and I moved out of the way after flicking off the water. She got to her hands and knees in the middle of the stall and looked back over her shoulder at me. I lined up behind her, running my hand down the center of her back to her ass before dipping two fingers into her pink wet pussy.

  “Your greedy pussy is trying to eat my fingers look at that.” Her pussy breathed around my digits before I pulled them out and fed them to her while slowly sliding all thirteen inches of cock deep in her belly.

  She sucked and chewed on my fingers and rolled her ass in one of her dick destroying moves. “Fuck, shit; what the fuck?” I shot off hard as her body shook in climax. She keened in her throat and covered her pussy with her hand as if that was going to hold the feelings in. It was going to be hard as fuck going back to my regular routine. Maybe I’ll look into making that trip to the beach house sooner rather than later.

  When I finally got her off my dick and back to her room so she could get ready for school, reality kicked in. I sat deep in thought in the back of the car on the ride to the office. I have to protect her from whatever bullshit might befall us because of this. I had no doubt that I could face whatever came my way, but I didn’t want anyone fucking with her.

  I should probably call mom and tell her, but I wasn’t ready for that talk just yet. I didn’t want to have to defend what I felt and she was the one person in the world who I’d even consider giving any kind of an explanation.

  I guess the half bitch I’d become since she trapped me with her pussy didn’t want anything tarnishing what we had. I wanted to enjoy us for as long as I could before the shit hit the fan. But the thought of hiding didn’t sit well either. There was no way I was going to hide what she was to me, I couldn’t do that to her.

  I ran through each moment of the last two days until my cock ached and I was tempted to turn around and go get her. She’d looked so sad when I kissed her goodbye. I shook my head to remove the image. I needed to get my shit together or I won’t get shit done today, but she refused to give me peace. She was deep under my skin.

  “Boss, you okay?” I snapped out of my daydream and looked at my driver who stood with the door open and an odd expression. “What?”

  “I asked if you were okay. We’ve been here for a good minute.” Was that a smirk? />
  “Yeah I’m good.” I got out and headed for the office missing her with every step. That invisible string was tugging at me hard. I felt the separation deep, like I had left something very essential behind.

  This is probably why I’d avoided the relationship bullshit for so long. I have shit to do and all I could think of was Alexandra. Not just being inside her, but being with her. Smelling her, feeling her, breathing her in. Fucking kryptonite.

  “Connie, hold dinner for tonight we’re going to be eating out.” I hung up after giving the cook that order. I’d spent the day between meetings thinking about what to do, what was best for her. I tried putting myself in her place. A teenage girl with her first and if I had anything to do with it, last lover.

  I couldn’t see my babydoll wanting to hide. From everything she’d said to me since we became lovers, she was proud of the fact that she’d caught her man. She was young yet and innocent in the ways of the world. She didn’t understand how our circle worked. Judgmental fucks with more skeletons than furs in their closet. Any one of them look at her cross-eyed, it’ll be the last fucking thing they do.

  I’d never heard any whispers myself but there had been a time or two when some old maven had made mention of the fact that Alex was growing up and it was unseemly for us to be living under the same roof together. Mom had saved her ass from my retribution. Now that I think about it she probably wasn’t the only one who’d felt that way.

  Because my mind hadn’t gone there yet I’d brushed it off, but now that had all changed. It was this that was causing my discomfort. How would those whispers affect her? Was she strong enough to face them down?

  I wasn’t about to battle over my love for her with anyone. They could all fuck themselves with a rusty screwdriver. But Alexandra had a soft heart no matter how she tries to be brave. After playing around with the idea in my head I settled on dinner in a public place for our first outing as man and woman.