The Written Tapestry

Drew gave her a sultry look as she spoke, the very idea sending shivers down his spine. "Don't scream..." As the head of his cock moved between her lips, he felt her slickness seeping onto him. The feeling overwhelmed him, and he did just what she wanted. Without any warning, he shoved her down onto his cock. Her tightness and the tension as he broke her made him cry out loudly. "Fuck..."

Tasha shook as if she herself were experiencing an earthquake when he uttered those words. Swallowing hard, she bit down on her lip to try and keep herself from screaming. Clutching him tightly, she did her best to prepare for what was to come. But it wasn't enough and the second he slammed into her, she cried out against his neck, trying to muffle her own noises with his skin. Tears stung her eyes as her nails dug into his back, but she didn't stop for a single second. Once he had slid into her as deeply as he could, her hips rocked back and then thrust forward to take him in again.

Drew threw his head back even as she cried out into his neck. The feeling of her warmth wrapping around him was almost too much to bare even then. His cock began to pulsate inside of her with every thrust and each rocking of her hips. He would look up into her eyes, his own filled with a sinful lust. "Does it feel good for you...?" He was barely even able to get the question out in between their movements, trying desperately to hang on.

Tasha clutched at him desperately as he pulsed within her, her walls vibrating around him as if she were already about to climax. As he moved to look into her eyes, she finally opened her own to look down at him. It seemed to take a moment for her to realize what he was asking before she finally nodded, whimpering quietly. Leaning in, she rested her forehead against his as she continued to rock viciously against him, her inner heat rising with each thrust. "...and...y-you?"

Drew groaned loudly as each passing moment made his body shiver and quake. He closed his eyes for a moment as she rested her forehead against his, smiling slightly to her question. "Amazing..." He managed to whisper to her as their bodies continued to collide. Not long after, he wrapped his arms around her hips and worked to get up off of his feet. As they both left their original position he would walk her over and slam her into the wall across from them, all the while his cock never leaving her warmth. Using the wall as a balance, he would begin thrusting into her frantically.

Tasha let out a sound of surprise when he lifted her and walked across the room, surprised to find him still inside her all the while. She clung to him as they made their way, her lips leaving a few feather-light and a few vicious kisses along the side of his jaw and neck. Then suddenly, she felt her back collide with the wall and fought for air as the wind was knocked from her lungs. Eyes wide with just a tinge of fear, she gasped when finally she was able to take air in again. The second his thrusting grew frantic, her hands turned in on the wall, nails clawing at it eagerly as her eyes rolled back and she began to do just what he'd told her not to. Scream.

Drew couldn't help but grin wickedly as she began screaming, not bad for his first time. Though he'd squelch her screams quickly as he placed one hand over her mouth, the other still hoisting her up against the wall. "Shhhh..." He leaned in close to her, eyes never leaving hers. His thrusts continued, each more ravenous than the last. Soon after, a car could be heard pulling up into the driveway. Had it been that long since they first got there? He turned his head at the noise. "Oh fuck..."

Tasha met his gaze the second his hand clapped over her mouth, her screams muffled considerably as he shushed her. Her hands fell away from the wall and grabbed onto his shoulders tightly, pulling and tugging on him as if to urge him on. She kept her eyes on his, even as he looked away from her at the sound from outside. Whimpering beneath his hand, her walls began to tighten further around him, a fresh pinkness rising into her face.

Drew looked back at her as he felt her walls tighten around him. "Oh..fuuuuck..." Though it was said not from the concern...but just the overwhelming feeling she gave him. Not a moment after, the front door opened...though he had no intention of stopping. As her walls tightened, so too did he begin to peak. "Tasha...fu-.." He couldnt even finish his words as he began to climax. His cock pulsating wildly as his release filled her. He cried out loudly after each wave came and went, the realization of what he did not hitting him just yet.

Tasha began spasming the second he looked back at her and uttered those words. Her back thrashed against the wall as her muscles clamped down on him. And when she felt him begin to climax, it only got worse. Her noises grew louder even under the force of his hand muffling her, her nails digging into his skin. Forcing herself in against him as closely as she could, she shook wildly, fear of his parents walking in on this and being absolutely lost in the feeling he was giving her both gripping her at the same time. It dragged her climax out, perhaps longer than would do them well.

Drew looked at her with a satisfied grin, enjoying every moment of her climax and listening to her muffled screams. Footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs and nearing his bedroom. The two of them still coming down from the throws of their climaxes, though it seemed she would keep hers going longer than he expected. He grasped her tightly and lifted her away from the wall. "Andrew?" His parents now only a few inches from the door. He didn't answer, opting to move both of them into his closet that was open. There wasn't much room, with clothes scattered all over the place, though they managed to fit inside. His cock still inside her this entire time, though surely being drenched in her cum and his. He closed the closet door behind them and pressed Tasha up against the wall of the closet, his hand now firmly placed over her mouth.

Tasha shuddered and gasped for air when she finally came down, the full realization of exactly how nearby his parents were sinking in. Panic paled her face and filled her eyes as her mind began racing for what the fuck to do. Then she realized he was carrying her again, this time into his closet. A quizzical look was shot at him until his hand went over her mouth again. Biting her lip behind his hand, she closed her eyes, doing her very best not to think about his length still buried inside her as she forced her breathing to quiet.

Drew tried his best to quiet his breathing as the door to his room opened. "Andrew? You home?" His mom walked into the room and looked around, seemingly puzzled. "Andrew..?" She walked around the room just to be sure. Meanwhile, the two lovers in the closet were pressed up extremely close to each other. The only sound being made would be their breathing against each other. He let his hand fall slowly from her mouth, allowing her to breath more easily. Still in the throws of pleasure, he rested his head against her shoulder. His hips couldnt help but thrust gently against her as his length remained inside of her, wanting to get every last drop out of her.

Tasha tensed when she heard the boy's mother walk into the room and begin searching for him, her lips quivering behind his hand. When he finally took it away, she leaned in and rested against his shoulder as he had against her's. As he thrust into her again, her walls shuddered, as if she might climax again just from that small amount of pleasure. Her teeth bit down gently on his flesh, a non-verbal warning to stop what he was doing if he didn't want her noises to get them caught.

Drew winced slightly as her teeth gently dug into his flesh. Though he got the message pretty clearly. He ceased his thrusting after a few moments, opting simply to caress her tightly against him. His mother seemed to give up on her search for him, leaving the room and closing the door behind her. The boy sighed with relief as he heard the door close, slowly opening the closet door and letting the two of them fall out and onto the floor. She would haven fallen onto his chest as he took the weight of their tumble. He allowed his breathing to normalize at this point, his cock slipping out of her and resting against her leg. His eyes gazed into hers as he managed a smile. "That was fun..."

Tasha grit her teeth to keep from yelling when they fell out of the closet onto the floor. When she fell against him, she tensed for a long moment, worried she might have hurt him. Finding no pain in the eyes gazing into her's, she quickly wrapped her arms back around his neck and held onto him tightly. "...yeah..." Her head rested against his shoulder for a few quiet moments before shooting back up and staring at the door. "...do your windows open?" She looked back down at him, seeming pretty set on whatever it was that was going on in her head.

Drew looked up at her as she asked her question, nodding slowly. "Yeah...why?" He continued to hold her tightly, not wanting to let her go. "Are you planning on sneaking out?" He frowned at the thought, but realized it was probably for the best at this point.

Tasha blinked a few times at his questions, frowning right back at him as she squeezed him a bit more tightly. "...well, I was planning on stealing, actually. Then sneaking out. I cased your house and uh...there's something valuable here I've decided to lift."

Drew offered her a coy grin as she spoke. "Oh is that so? Well I already stole your virginity...so I guess it's only fair that you get to take something of mine, eh?" He stifled a laugh into a small chuckle as he looked into her eyes.

Tasha smirked down at him, shaking her head as she gave his shoulder a playful swat and squirmed to get up onto her knees. Not quite wanting to move from his touch, she opted to just kneel over him so he'd at least still have her legs to hold onto as she reached for her clothes. "I stole your's too, if I heard right. But I was planning on taking you. Hope you don't mind."