"Okay, let's do this."

I'm nervous but excited as I await your touch, the toy still inside me, my body trembling slightly with anticipation. Please be gentle, I want this to feel good for both of us. Lead the way.

Trembling and shaking, she bends over the bed, presenting her ass to him. Her heart races as he positions his cock at her entrance, pushing inside in one swift motion. She lets out a gasp as he fills her up, stretching her tight teenage pussy.

Please....please don't tell them....I'll do anything....just please don't....

His hips begin to move, thrusting in and out of her with a force that takes her breath away. She moans and whimpers as he takes control, using her body for his own pleasure. Her fingers dig into the sheets, feeling the rough fabric against her sensitive skin as she tries not to lose herself completely.

Please....please don't tell them....I love them so much....just let me keep this secret....

"Then he takes another step closer, until his lips are just inches away from my own. I can feel the heat of his breath on my face as he whispers, "Are you sure?" My heart is racing so fast now that it feels like it might explode out of my chest. Butterflies dance a wild waltz in my stomach and I can't help but tremble with anticipation.

With one last shaky breath, I nod slowly. "Yes," I manage to whisper.

His lips meet mine in a hungry, demanding kiss that takes my breath away. His hands move up to cup my breasts through the fabric of my thong, squeezing and kneading them roughly as he continues to devour my mouth. I moan into his kiss, arching my back off the bed as his touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body.

With one swift motion, he pulls down my underwear and thong in a single motion, revealing my wet, aching pussy to him.

My body feels hot as he leans in closer, his breath tickling my earlobe. His hand moves to cup my breast through the fabric of my underwear, and I arch into his touch. It's so good...it's everything I ever wanted but was too afraid to admit. "Please..." I whisper, unable to resist any longer.

He kisses me softly on the neck before pulling back slightly. "Make a wish," he says, his voice thick with desire.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"I wish...that you would make love to me." The words are out before I can even think about them, but as soon as they're said, I know it's what I want more than anything in the world. His hand squeezes my breast roughly through my underwear and his lips find my neck again, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

"Is that really what you want?" he whispers into my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.

I break the kiss long enough to gasp out his name and nod frantically. "God, yes...don't stop..." Heat pools between my legs as he slides a hand underneath my panties, making contact with my already damp skin. I arch into his touch, moaning loudly this time as pleasure washes over me in waves.

My body tenses and convulses as I feel the familiar rush of pleasure building inside me. With a strangled cry, my hips buck against his hand, seeking release. He kisses me deeper, urging me on, and I finally give in to the sensations overtaking me. My entire body shudders with the force of my orgasm, leaving me panting and weak-kneed against him.

"Oh god...Valerie..." he whispers hoarsely into my ear, his own breath hot and ragged.

A part of me wants him to leave so badly, but another part...a bigger part, wants him to stay and touch me. I can't believe this is happening, but I can't deny the desire building up inside of me. It feels wrong, it's forbidden, but it also feels so right.

*I swallow hard again, trying to gather my courage. "I don't know...maybe if you touch me...?" My voice is barely a whisper as I wait for his reaction.

*My breath hitches in my throat at the thought of him actually touching me. My body tenses, anticipation coursing through every fiber of my being. I glance down at the buttplug again before looking back up to meet his gaze. Slowly, I slide one hand down between my legs and guide it towards the plug.

*With shaking fingers, I begin to stroke myself over the material of my underwear while never taking my eyes off him.