First Time for My Birthday : First Timers 8 (Rough Sex Virgin Erotica First Time Erotica Alpha Male Erotica Age Gap Erotica): First Timers, #8

By Tori Westwood

What do I really want for my nineteenth birthday?  I want to flip the roles and have a guy unwrap me for the first time, but the only man I'm in regular contact with is the Tom, the guy I rent off, and I don't think his wife would like that - But I just don't trust anyone else!  He succumbs to my wishes reluctantly, giving me the rough treatment as I lose my virginity in style while she sleeps above us!  I bet not many people can say their first time was this naughty!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Oct 17, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386025207

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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Oh, Tom, I hushed softly, enamored by the pleasure he’d given me.

I was still twitching and tensing as he dragged me off the table, gripping my hair and shifting gears in a heartbeat.

I stumbled downwards, too consumed with shock to cry out.  I felt the pull of his hand on my scalp and I fell to my knees, seeing his swaying cock only inches from my face.

Before I had time to open my mouth he’d gripped it and pushed it forwards, sending it through my lips and planting it deep inside me.

I opened my mouth as wide as I could, fighting against my gag-reflex when the tip of his cock struck my tonsils.

My naughty slut, he said, looking down at the hilt of his dick, the only visible part.

He pulled it out slowly, seeming to relish how much of it I’d managed to take inside me.

You’re a natural, he said, looking down at his spit-drenched length and my gasping face.

I smiled at the compliment but I didn’t have time to savor it for long.  In no time at all his thickness was back inside me.  This time he started to pump his lips, fucking my face like I was a piece of meat to be used.  I think I liked that.

Take it, he said, pulling out of me and letting it hang before me.

I moved my hand and gripped him, controlling his dick and moving it to my lips as I jerked over it.  It was thrilling to wield such power in my hands.

As I jerked him in my mouth I started to feel a deep arousal all over again and the familiar yearning came back tenfold.  I moved my hand to sate the desire, twisting my