Tunnel Vision

When they finally arrived at the tunnel, Hunter was beside himself with arousal but wasn't quite sure what to do first. Ginny's hand felt so nice in his. Should he kiss it or something romantic like that? He thought of the rumors, picturing her down on his back on the dirty locker room floor, belly covered in cum, whimpering from being both in pain and turned on… did she want something like that? Hunter wanted to impress her, he wanted her to like him.

But Ginny beat him to the punch, taking their hands together and covering his bulge with it. "How long have you wanted me?" She whispered to him, her breath fanning in his face as she got close enough to brush their noses together, their lips painfully close to touching, Hunter could feel how warm she was.

He swallowed, a bit shaky, but determined to hold onto this for her, determined not to screw this chance up. "Weeks. Ages. I think about you in class and touch myself."

Ginny laughed at him, slowly stroking her fingers up and down over his crotch, pinching at his cock through his pants. "You get hard like this, in class? Jesus. Poor baby. Tell me about it so I can help you next time."

"Fuck," Hunter groaned under his breath, snapping forward to pull Ginny's lips into his mouth, crashing into her by gripping the back of her skull. He dug his tongue into her mouth, so forceful with it that she nearly choked a bit, her mouth flooding with warm spit. He swapped his gum into her mouth, the watermelon flavor washing over both their tongues and Ginny pulled away with a satisfied grin, Hunter's used gum between her teeth.

She fell to her knees in front of him with a grin, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock out from its confines. He groans, unable to tear his gaze away from her form as she begins to stroke his cock up and down.

"Be a good boy and fuck my mouth, yeah?" She says, before swallowing his cock in one go. The slide was slick, and easy due to all the spit pooling in her warm mouth, even going as far as her throat. He feared that she would gag, but she breathed through her nose, forcing more of him further down her tight throat.

Hunter let out a stuttered moan, hips jerking slightly. He remained transfixed, watching how deftly and expertly she sucked him. Ginny was dubbed as the school slut, going around to fuck every guy that she sets her eyes on, but he doesn't care. He just wants her, no matter what.

She stared up at him through her wet lashes, watching him intently. His lips parted, mesmerized by how obscenely her mouth was stretched around him. His mind went empty, eyes screwed shut, thoughts slowly floating away in the soft breeze. It felt mind-blowing.

"I've always adored these eyes of yours, so innocent and doe-like," he whispered, thumbs rubbing over her eyelids, forcing salty tears to slip from the corners, "and yet so fierce and wild. I want them, I want that pain, I want all of you."

Her eyebrow raised at that, sucking on his tip.
In all honesty, he didn't know how Ginny felt about him, probably another body to add to her long list, but he still didn't care. He's going to take what he can get, receive all she gives him, and bask in her attention. He blinked his eyes open, relishing the pleasure around his cock.

Hunter created a steady pace by pressing his hips forward while pulling Ginny on and off his dick, his moans growing louder with every particularly good thrust. It was as clear as day that she was the one in charge, groaning when her teeth grazed along his sensitive tip, evident in the way his hands tightened in his hair and his hips jerked forward unconsciously.

"Fuck, so good for me," he groaned, his eyes screwing shut when her tongue swirled around the tip, "Mine," His hands carded through her hair, fingers scratching at her scalp as he blinked his eyes open once more, a mischievous glint swimming in her brown orbs.

"I'll be there always, want you always," he pulled on her hair, forcing his erection deeper into her throat, "I'm yours always. Anything you want, anytime you need me," he was babbling now, his thoughts filled with her riding him, fucking herself on his cock and leaving him a whimpering mess.

His weak hips twitched forward feeling the pressure build in her lower half as she hummed, sending vibrations down the length of his cock. He rode it out with frantic thrusts and loud groans.

Ginny pulled off his cock, a viscous line of spit connecting the tip to her raw, red lips. "Jerk yourself off. I want your cum over my face," she ordered, and he shivered almost violently, fisting his cock over her waiting face.

She stuck her tongue out, looking up at him sensually, and he groaned at that, hand speeding up, "Fuck, you're so sexy," he whispers, his orgasm finally nearing closer. He finally came, it was without warning, just white spurts of hot semen shooting across the expanse of her face and waiting for her tongue. She barely closed her eyes in time to avoid anything entering them, which he was grateful for, as surely she would have killed Hunter had that happened. He stroked himself sloppily, Ginny's name on his tongue like a prayer as he worked himself through it. He slowed his fist, carelessly rubbing the tip of his cock over her tongue as he stared down at her.

"That was a huge load," she says crudely, swallowing while looking at him. Her fingers reach up and swipe the excess from her face, licking her digits almost pornographically, that it made his sick twitch. Pride flashed over his face for making a mess of her, eyes fleeting down her spent body and she let out a smooth chuckle at his eagerness.