Never Say Never

Amy couldn't stop thinking about the man who stole her innocence. She needed his body, his cock, once more.

She was ravenous for him.  She just hopes her Pop won't find out just what his sweet little girl had been up to.

She keeps spreading her legs for a man she barely knows, risking pregnancy every time he cums in her. A heated relationship between a young, innocent farm girl and a rugged ex-military man.

Warning: Contains a sexy younger woman that's lusting for a hot, older man with his large muscles and charming smile. Contains male and female pleasure, and braided pigtails. A continuation from when Amy lost her virginity in Part 1. Over 6k words, filled with coming-of-age hotness.

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Excerpt:

She let him guide her, so pliable and easy to move. She was so light and thin that it took barely any strength for him to manipulate her body. There was an excited tremor that kept running through her, and she could hardly wait to feel her second time. First time pain, second time pleasure, she reminded herself excitedly. She knew little of the workings between a man and a woman but the sacred texts did outline certain realities.

Stopping at his bed, he took a step back from her, looking over her slender frame with smouldering desire. He brought his hands up and began to undo his cotton shirt, going down the row of buttons revealing his broad, hard chest and the light coloured hairs that peppered down across his firm abs. With a shrug, he let his shirt fall back, "I barely slept a wink last night thinkin' on you. Us. Meetin' again," he confessed, undoing his pants now.

"Me neither," she admitted in turn, her hands still uncomfortably at her sides, unsure of what to do with them. She still needed guidance, and was too prudish or uneasy to try to touch herself without explicit direction. Still, she didn't seem to notice her awkward posture as she was so fixated on him. Watching his process of undress was something so different and strangely erotic, she couldn't turn away.

Smiling wryly at her meek confession, he reached out, taking her tiny hands in his and guiding them to his chest, pressing her palms against him and guiding them along his skin. "I swear ya look even prettier taday then yesterday," he said, releasing her hands after providing some guidance. "Them pigtails, girl... ya look so good in them," he declared in a tone that suggested his charm and verbosity had betrayed him. He popped open his pants, pushing them down a few inches to let his large cock throb out, stiff and hard, glossy at the tip with the residue of his desire.

She wanted him so badly.