Free Teach Me by Ashleigh Townshend Page B

doing this, but he’s not struggling. He pulls me against him with one arm and uses the other to cover my mouth as he plunges into my cunt. He’s rough and the drugs have him completely out of his head so he’s just fucking me like there is no stopping. I bite down on his hand and he grunts, shoving himself into me harder. He takes the hand around my body and uses his hand to pinch my nipples before he slides it between my legs and plays with my clit as he fucks me.
    I push back against him as he plunges and I’ve missed his body. As soon as I come, he tosses me down onto my bed and sits over me, his giant monster cock still slick from my pussy. His eyes are glazed over; it’s not meth this time but something else because I’ve never seen Lucas look like this. He bites down hard on my nipples, shaking my tit with his teeth, and then he gets up, goes to my TV and DVD player, and puts in the video from Tim. It’s weird watching myself on video being fucked and Lucas stares at intently.
    “Looks like you liked when he fucked you,” he comments.
    “Not as much as you,” I say.
    “I don’t like how much you’re enjoying that,” he says and then he comes back to the bed. In one motion, he lifts me up and then he bends me over in the middle of my bedroom floor. He grabs my teacher textbook from the floor near my bed and begins hitting me hard in the ass with it. It’s so fucking hot and I come as he does it. He is just so wrong and so bad that it’s so motherfucking good.
    “Scream, bitch. Scream my name. Tell me I’m the only cock you want,” he says as he continues to hit me with the book. I come again and again and I can’t stand up anymore, falling to my knees. He tosses the book aside, turns me around, and buries his cock down my throat. I lick the full length of him and cup his balls, listening to him call me names and tell me I’m his and he owns my pussy. He does, too. No guy has ever made me feel like this and I realize I do the stupid shit I have been doing because I will lose everything to feel Lucas balls deep in my cunt. The realization makes me want him there now and I move my head away before he can get a handful of hair and hold me in place.
    “Fuck me,” I beg.
    “No.”
    “Please fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside me.”
    “You don’t deserve it. You’re a stupid slut who took another cock with no regret.”
    “I know and you should punish me, but don’t take away your cock. I need it,” I plead.
    He growls at me, lifts me, and pushes me down on the bed, clearly wanting my cunt as badly as I want him. He buries himself deep and I fucking love it. I fucking love the way he slides in and out fast and hard and it aches when he tears me open and it aches when he slips out. He teases me, fucking me for a few thrusts, and then pulling out until I beg, until he can’t take it anymore either, and then he grabs my hips, slamming himself all the way in me. I can feel his balls and they slap me in the ass while he thrusts. He holds my tits and my hips with his two hands and sits up straight so he is plunged deep. I squirt around him and he laughs.
    “You are such a nasty slut,” he tells me and slaps my ass hard. I come and let him continue until he explodes too, warm jets of cum filling me and then sliding down my legs.
    After he’s done, he lies down and I ran my fingers along his bruises. “Do you hurt anywhere?” I ask.
    “Baby, I am so fucking high I can feel nothing except the memory of your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.”
    That’s a good memory, I figure, and decide I will address the fact that he stabbed Mike Ellis to death later. After all, he made my annual salary doing it, seems physically improved, and he just fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I can’t pretend I care much about Mike Ellis right now.

 
    Twelve
     
    Unfortunately, there are people who care about Mike Ellis and I’m at school when a plainclothes officer comes to ask my some questions. Tim