This is a request lemon for Marc…thanks for the pic, and I hope you like your lemon. Now for the dramatic title opening…
With no further to do…my 10th lemon written, and the first request I’ve received…Crazy Taxi.
We start out with Sora.
“Okay…one more point…and I win.” She looked at her tennis racket, and prayed for her not to screw up. She looked at her opponent. That girl is good…good thing I got that side out…okay…do this in one serve… She bounced the ball, one, two, and swung. The ball zipped to the other side of the court, hitting the line. She and her opponent look at the line judge.
A moment of silence followed. Meanwhile, Marc was looking at the match. He was here because he had nothing else to do. He watched Sora at her tense moment. The line judge held a flag up, on Sora’s side. She covered her mouth, and then cheered.
“I won! I won! Woo!”
Her opponent approached, and bowed. “Good match.”
She bowed in return. “Yes, good match.” After saying this, she ran to the sidelines, picked up her bag, and ran towards the entrance.
Marc also ran to the entrance. I want to talk to her…she is so hot in that tennis outfit… His thoughts turned to other things, but he decided he still wanted to talk to her. He saw her run out of the building, and into the arms of a guy about his age.
“Sora, great job!”
“Thanks Tai…” She hugged him closely. She smelled something on him, something like perfume.
“Tai, why do you smell like perfume?”
He sweat dropped, and then finally stuttered out. “I don’t…know.”
Sora got a look of anger in her face. “Tai…who was it?” She pushed him away.
“What are you talking about?” Tai played innocent.
“You smell like Kari’s perfume. I know it is Kari’s perfume because she asked me what would be good for her!”
He sweat dropped again. “Uh…”
“Tai…she is your sister! How could you! You fucking pervert!” She kicked him in the groin, and ran in Marc’s direction, crying.
Sora ran as far away as she could, and tripped over a bench she tried to jump over. She lay on the ground, pounding it with her fists. “Stupid Tai…damn pervert…he was going to use me…” She looked up at Marc approaching.
Marc stopped about 5 feet away from her. “You okay?”
“Yeah…” she lay there, still crying.
“I saw what happened. Your boyfriend did something with his sister huh?”
She was silent. “He was going to use me…”
“You are strong…a weak girl would have let him do that to you too.”
Sora stayed quiet.
Marc tried harder. “I’m not helping at all am I?” He offered his hand to her.
She looked at the hand for a moment, and took it, pulling herself up. “Thanks…what is your name?”
“Marc…and you are Sora.”
“How did you know my name?” She inquired.
“At the beginning of the match, they say your names while you are still in the locker room.” Marc said matter of factly.
“Oh? Well…you watched me play?”
Marc nodded and smiled. “You did well.”
“Really? Thanks.” She hugged him.
His mind turned to things for a moment, and then calmed down again. But he couldn’t help noticing her chest. “Hey, could I buy you dinner sometime?”
She looked at him for a moment, and then said, “Sure…but only if you come too.”
Marc thought for a moment, and then laughed. “Of course. What time?”
“Tonight, at .”
“Where should we meet?”
“I don’t know…” She thought for a moment.
Marc said something to break the awkward silence. “How about this spot?”
“That’s great…I’ll meet you here then.” She winked at him, and then walked towards the subway station.
Marc stood there for a moment, in deep thought. He then said out loud, “Wow…Sora is going out with me…is this real?” He punched himself in the gut. “Ooof! Yup…” He had knocked the window out of himself. “It is real.” He glanced at a nearby bank. “? I got 5 hours to prepare…wow…” He slowly walked towards his house, a few blocks away.
The place: Marc’s house. The time: .
Marc was in a nice shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. He was playing Crazy Taxi. He had just finished a customer, with about $750 in tips and such.
“I did okay this time…I really need to calm down…this game seems to calm me down a bit…but she is so hot.” He held the controller up to his head, and scratched an itch. “Good thing folks aren’t home tonight…heh…maybe…” He shook his head. “No way that’ll happen. We just met.
Place, Tennis Courts.
Marc had shown up at the place early. “I wonder if she will get here on time…I hope she wasn’t just playing with me.” He had a bad habit of talking to himself. He saw Sora approaching. Oh man…here she is. Wow…she is still in that skirt…it just had to be the skirt didn’t it?
Sora approached him slowly; making sure it was he. She nodded, and then said, “Hello Marc…I’m glad you came. I hope it’s all right for me to have not changed…” she trailed off.
Marc hesitated, not knowing what to say. “Oh, it’s fine…I don’t mind at all. You look great in it.” He hoped this would score a few points.
Sora blushed. “Really? Thanks.” She smiled a very sweet smile.
“Well, you hungry? What are you in the mood for?”
Sora pondered. “I’ve always wanted to try pizza.” (Pizza is very
“Pizza it is.” She just had to pick a very expensive food, didn’t she? Oh well…she is in a bit of pain from earlier I’d bet. He smiled falsely. He was happy, but pizza was expensive.
“Marc…you saw what happened earlier with me and Tai, right?”
“Yeah…what about it?”
She blushed again. “I’m not normally like that…I’d never hurt someone…but he made me so mad…I should have seen it when I caught him in Kari’s room one time.”
“What was he doing?”
“I don’t know…and I don’t want to. Thanks for asking me out…I really need someone right now.” She smiled at him, and looked into his eyes.
He froze and stopped in his tracks. She has some power over me…damnit. He blinked a few times, and continued on. Just to show he wasn’t effeminate, he took her hand. She looked at there hands for a bit, and then tightened her grip.
So far so good. They both thought at the same time.
They had arrived at the Pizza Hut, and were sitting down at a booth.
“Marc, thanks for picking that check up…I couldn’t pay it.” Sora was blushing.
“It’s okay. You paid for the drinks, I’ll pay for the pizza.” Marc nodded.
“So…how are you doing?”
“I’m fine. I hope our pizza is done soon, I’m hungry.”
“Me too…what kind did we get?” Sora wondered.
Marc thought for a minute or so. “I don’t remember. Who was that guy earlier?”
“Tai…oh…he was a good friend…he asked me out and…” She shook her head. “Things went down hill from there. We used to be such good friends. But he wanted to go…all the way…”
“What did you do?”
“I told him that I wasn’t quite ready for something like that. So he backed off…and onto his sister.”
“What a pervert…doing that to his sister.”
“No, she is pretty loose…I’d bet it was her idea. She seduced Tai.” She was holding back a tear. “He is a weak guy…he couldn’t resist her sister.”
Marc was sympathetic. “Poor girl.” He reached over and put his hand on her shoulder.
She looked at him for a second, then grabbed his hand and rubbed her cheek with it.
“Thanks Marc…you are much nicer than…” She stopped as her pizza had arrived. The waitress placed their pizza in the middle of them.
Marc got a piece, and placed it on the plate in front of her. “There you go. You better finish it.”
“I think I may need another one…it smells pretty good.” She picked it up slowly, and took a small bite out of the tip. She chewed slowly, and smiled. “Tasty.” She took a big bite.
He was staring at her the whole time. She is so beautiful…all she needs is a man. Do I count? Maybe. He took a piece for himself, and took a big bite. “Best pizza yet.”
Sora had finished her piece. She took another, and noticed Marc was watching her eat. “Do I have something on my face?”
Marc jumped a bit. “No…no why?”
“You are staring at me.” She smiled at him.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes…you are.” She put her hands on the table, and leaned forward. She went almost eye-to-eye with him. She saw his eyes go down a bit. “No…you are not looking at my face.”
“Yes I am! You have something on your teeth!”
“I thought you weren’t.”
“What were you looking at then?”
I was looking at her chest…wow. “I was looking at your chest.”
Sora blinked. “What?”
“I mean uh…your eyes.”
“My eyes…” She closed them. “What color are they?”
He thought about it. C’mon you know this one! Brown! “Your eyes are a beautiful cinnamon color.”
Sora opened her eyes, and looked for something shiny. “You’re right! Wow…” He must be interested in me if he is looking into my eyes instead of my chest or butt…
Marc was thinking too. Good job. Glad I remembered that. That definitely got some points. He took a bite of his pizza. “This stuff is pretty good.”
“Yeah, thanks for taking me out.” She smiled that smile that women have mastered to control their men.
“You’re welcome.” There is that smile again… “There is one piece left.”
“You can have it.” Sora offered.
“I’m not hungry.”
“Yes you are. You gobbled down those first few pieces.”
“Uh…I…” Sora blushed. Great job Sora, you let your appetite get ahead of you.
“It’s okay. You can have it.” He got up and walked to a vending machine to get some candy.
Sora eyed it for a while. She slowly reached her hand out, and took a bite. “This is really good.”
“Weren’t hungry huh?”
“Marc!” She jumped when she saw him appear in front of her. “Ahh! Don’t ever do that again!” She calmed herself down. She brushed some crumbs off of her skirt. “Where do we go now? It is still early.”
“We could go to my house.” Marc said, and realized what he had said. Sora seemed to be as puzzled.
“Uh…sure…” Her thoughts weren’t nearly as calm. What does he plan to do! He isn’t going to tie me up or anything is he? Tai said the same thing…and look what happened. Marc, please don’t turn out to be… She felt him take her hand. She held on tightly.
They were at the doorstep of Marc’s house. It was about They were both as nervous as hell. (Don’t ask me how nervous hell is, but it must be pretty nervous)
“Sora…are you okay? Are you cold?”
“What? Oh…a little. These clothes aren’t very warm.” She was shivering slightly. Please don’t be like Tai, Marc…please… She was cold, but she was shaking for a different reason.
Marc hugged her. They both reacted in a similar way, surprise. Marc was surprised that she hugged back. Sora was because he had hugged her.
“Marc, thanks. I really needed that.”
“Anytime Sora. Want to go in?” He saw that she was hesitating. “I promise I won’t do anything.”
She looked at him, and then walked in. It was a nice, warm, small, but nice nonetheless. She turned to look at him lock the door behind him. He saw her concern.
“Would you rather me keep it unlocked?”
“What? Oh…no…do what you want.” She looked at the kitchen; there was a bottle of sake there, half empty. “Is that your sake?”
“No, my parents. They are out for the week.”
Tai used to drink a lot of sake…Marc is a great guy…but he still has to do something to gain my trust to be alone with him…
Marc walked into the living room. He turned on the TV, and changed it to a game show he liked. He looked at Sora, and made a hand gesture to join him. She walked towards the couch, still suspicious, but a bit more relaxed that at first.
“I used to watch this show all the time.” Sora said to break the uneasy silence.
“Yeah, why did you stop? This is a great show.”
“I had to start working, and I have tennis, and boys…” She turned to watch the TV to avoid eye contact. “I don’t have time for TV.”
“I’m sorry…I’ll leave you alone then. So you can watch TV.” He got up and left the room. She started to watch the show with interest.
A new host? I liked the old one better. I wonder where he went. Maybe he is getting some rope and chains and a whip and…no! He wouldn’t do that. Maybe he is going to the bathroom…or maybe getting some new clothes on. Yeah, that’s what he is doing. I wonder if he has any clothes I could borrow. She lie down on the couch, yawning. I’ve been so tired recently…She yawned again. I’m so sleepy…no…I can’t fall…She fell asleep.
Marc walked in on her falling asleep. He looked at her body, and the thin material covering her chest. She is nipping…it isn’t that cold in here. It would be so easy to strip her down and bind her…no! I’m not even going to think about that. Hmm... She is shivering. Probably exhausted from the walk over here. I knew I should have gotten the cheaper drinks so I could get her home on the subway. Should I take her home? She was thin looking, but she lived almost 5 miles away. I don’t think I could carry her that far. I don’t have enough for the subway…Or a bus…stupid 40-dollar pizzas. Well, she will have to stay here then. I hope her parents aren’t expecting her home soon. He approached her quietly, and turned off the TV. He placed one hand under her back, and another in her knees. He picked her up, and walked towards his room.
He kicked open the door to his room, and placed her on his bed. He pulled a blanket over her. He tucked the covers in tightly, and looked at her face. “Wow…too bad I can’t be in there with her.” He kissed her forehead gently. “What a day. I got the hottest girl in the world in my room, in my bed. If I drank, I’d go get drunk right now.” He sat down next to his 12 inch TV, and turned on his Playstation 2. The fanfare for Crazy Taxi sounded, and he pushed start to play.
Sora was dreaming about the day before, but we have already seen that so why go into it?
About an hour later, Marc was still playing Crazy Taxi, and Sora was still asleep. Marc had 4 seconds to get his passenger to his stop, and he was close. He was jamming on the X button, and he could see it. If I can get there, I get my $1000! He had $993.42, and he had to cross a street and stop in 3 seconds.
He was going to make it, but a car pulled out in front of him. The words “Game Over” displayed. “Aww fuck! So close…I could taste it.” This cursing had awakened Sora. He heard her stir, and turn around. “Oops…I woke you up.”
She sat up, or tried to. Since she had just awaken, and still half asleep, and the fact that she was tightly tucked in made her think she was tied up. “Let me go! Please!”
“Let you go? Do you want me to walk you home?”
“You aren’t tied. You have a blanket on you.”
She looked at the blanket. “Oh…oops…sorry…” She was blushing so deeply her face matched her hair. “You moved me into your room? I thought I was still awake from that dream I was having.”
“It was about that game show.”
“Ah…well it was the last thing you saw.”
“I actually thought you had tied me up and…uh…” She checked her clothes just in case.
“I didn’t do anything. The thought never crossed my mind. Do your parents know that you are here?”
“Oh! No they don’t…I am supposed to be at Mai’s house.”
“Shouldn’t you call them?”
“Nah…but I should call Mai. Where is your telephone at?”
“It’s in the kitchen next to the sake and the other bottle of sake.”
“Thanks…” She got up, and walked slowly out of the room to call her friend.
Marc thought for a second. Why isn’t she calling her parents? I guess it isn’t necessary if she is staying here…staying here! Wait a minute! Staying here…does she plan to? He paused his current game and went to listen in on her conversation.
“…sweet guy!” Sora said. (The different quotes are responses to Mai’s questions)
“I’m at his house.”
“This late? What is wrong with that?”
“No! I don’t think he did anything to me.”
“I do trust him…I fell asleep and he put me in a bed.”
“Yeah…he really is.”
“I don’t know yet…”
“Okay then…if my mom calls over there, tell her I am in the bathroom or something.”
Sora hung the phone up and turned. She saw Marc hiding behind the door in his room, listening. She got an idea. “Oh…I think I need to take a shower…I wish I had someone to join me…”
Marc gasped loudly, revealing his position.
“Eavesdropping is a turn off Marc.” She smiled that smile again.
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
“Now, I am staying here tonight. Do you have anything I could sleep in?”
“Sure…let me find my thong and…”
She sighed. Funny…I hope he isn’t serious.
“Here.” He threw some pajamas to her. A nice long pair, shirt and pants, matching flannel material.
“Thanks…don’t try and peek.”
“I’d never even thought about it.” Marc winked at her.
Sora walked into the bathroom. She locked the door behind her, and looked around for cameras or something. “I am way too suspicious.” She sighed and looked into the mirror. She talked to herself.
“Sora, what if things happen. What do you do then?” It seems like her reflection had said it. She and Biyomon had talked about these things earlier that week when she was in the digiworld. She answered.
“Well…I don’t know. He seems nice enough…but what…”
“But what? What if he plans to rape you! Can you trust him?”
“Why are you hesitating? Do you even know what love is? It is your crest after all.”
“Stop it! I trust him…and if something does happen…then it happens.”
Her reflection stopped talking. She shook her head. “I need to get more sleep.”
She took her socks off first, and threw them aside. She pulled her skirt down and off, and threw it towards her socks. She checked her panties, just in case he had done something. “Nope…still nice and clean.” She ran her finger on the inside of the elastic, loosening them a bit. She then grabbed the pants of the pajamas and put them on. “Comfy…I like these…nice and warm.” She pulled her tight fitting top off, revealing her sports bra. She checked the cups, to make sure things are still aligned.
He didn’t touch me. Wow…Tai would have fingered me…maybe Marc could…well…She stopped thinking for a while and put on the top. She sighed. “Good fit…I like these. Now to go bother him for a while.”
She stepped out into Marc’s room. He had changed as well. But his were solid green, kind of that pale color.
“What are you playing?” Sora inquired.
“It’s called Crazy Taxi. It’s pretty fun.”
“Can I try?”
“Uh…sure.” He quit his current game, and started a new one.
She took the controller, and selected arcade mode. “So…what is the object?”
“You pick up people in those circles, then you follow the arrow to where they want to go. You get money for doing stunts and stuff.”
“Sounds simple enough.”
“A minute to learn, a lifetime or a cheat book to master.”
There wasn’t much room on the floor amongst the clutter of Marc’s room. So she tried to sit next to him, but couldn’t, there wasn’t enough room. So she sighed and sat on his lap, and made herself comfortable. His arms almost immediately went around her waist. She cooed a bit, and said, “Are you my seatbelt?”
“Sure, whatever you want.” He was being hypnotized by the smell of her hair. He took a nice long sniff of it. Sora turned round.
“Do I smell good?”
“What? Oh yeah…I mean no! I wasn’t smelling your hair.”
“It’s okay Marc. It really is. Tell that to yourself.” She turned back around and started her round.
Tell myself that? What? He looked down. He had a hardon. Oh…that is why. And that is right in her butt crack too. “Sorry…”
“It’s okay Marc. At least you have something down there. But don’t think it is going to find a nice hole to crawl into”
“The thought never crossed my mind.”
“I’d bet it has.” She had just dropped off her first passenger.
“You’re right.” He had learned to not try and lie to her. “So…what do you want to do after this?”
“Sleep…I am tired.” She yawned as she picked up her 7th passenger in 2 minutes.
“You’ve played this before huh?”
“Yup. I have this game. But I like sitting here…its so much warmer than my floor.” She shifted from side to side, rubbing her back against his chest.
“Maybe pay attention to the game?” The trip was over. She had picked up 12 people in 2 minutes. “I stand corrected. You are very good at this.”
“Yup.” She put the controller down and turned off the Playstation. She pivoted and faced him while sitting on his lap. “Good night Marc.” She pecked him quickly on the lips with a kiss. He immediately pulled her head towards his for a long, passionate kiss.
Marc’s thought: I can’t believe she hasn’t kicked me yet.
Sora’s thought: What is he doing? He is good at this…mm…good…She moaned softly during the kiss. Afterwards she quickly got up and left the room. “Where is your parents bed?”
“The door on your right…don’t mess anything up in there.”
“I won’t, don’t worry about it.”
“Good night Sora…”
“Good night Marc…” She hoped he would come with her, but it wasn’t to be.
Marc shut his room’s door, and collapsed on his bed.
Marc was having a dream about Sora.
It was dark, and she was there with him, kissing him slowly on the neck. “Don’t leave me Marc…please…”
“I won’t…I love you too much to leave you.”
“Thanks Marc…I feel like…I can do anything with you.”
“You did do anything with me…pretty much…”
“Yeah…thanks for holding my hand.”
The dream ended there. He woke with a start, and with cold sweat. “Good dream…” Do I love Sora? Hmm…sounds like she is having the same dream. Wait…the same dream? That is odd. He got up, and quietly snuck to his parents’ room. He could plainly hear Sora saying her part of the dream.
“Thanks Marc…I feel like…I’d do anything for you.” Sora said in her sleep.
Marc noticed it wasn’t the same. “She said something different…” He stepped into the room. She was asleep on top of the blankets, and it was almost pitch dark in the room. “Sora…I want so much to…”
“To what?” She had awoken when he had said her name. “Do what Marc? Be honest…please…”
He tried to think of a lie, but he couldn’t lie to her anymore. “I want to make love to you.”
She gasped a bit…almost silently. “Well…Marc…I’d like you to do that.” She stood up and off the bed, and took his hand. “Let’s go to your room.”
Marc was in shock. He was hearing the phrases, “Hell ya!” “Holy Shit!” “What the…” “Wow…” “No way!” and “Is this right?” He listened only to the last one.
He asked something as they were walking towards his room. “Sora…is this right?”
“I think it is…I’m already closer to you than I was with Tai.”
“But still…is it?”
“Are you nervous?”
“Yes…I’m trembling…and so are you.”
“I know…” Sora opened the door to his room and led him in.
“I’m beginning to think you are more into this than I am.”
“You said you wanted to make love to me…”
“I know, but you are supposed to say ‘no I’m not ready to go that far yet’. You really threw me off.”
“I threw you off from the beginning. I saw that clueless look in your face ever since we held hands for the first time.”
Marc opened his eyes wide. “Damn…you are good.”
“I’ve been told that.” She pushed him onto the bed. She pulled her shirt up and over her head, and threw it aside. “Marc…you are the only one that I’ve done this with before…I don’t know much…” She pulled her pants down to the ankles, and kicked them off.
“Wow…” Marc couldn’t speak in normal voice. He broke eye contact for a moment to open the blinds on his windows. Moonlight came in, giving Sora a mystical glow. “Wow…”
She climbed on top of him, and began to kiss him. She kissed slowly at first, and then longer and longer ones. “Marc, do you want to take off my clothes?”
“Go ahead.” She fell back, and lay down on the bed. She had on a sports bra and tight fitting boxer briefs. He could see all the details. He slowly reached forward, licked his lips, and then pulled up on the bra, revealing two of the loveliest lumps of flesh you ever did see. The nipples were already hardened, and standing at attention. She moaned softly as his fingers brushed against her flesh. She raised her arms, easily getting her bra off. “Do you like what you see?”
“Oh yes…I do I do…” He slowly placed his hands below them, and then slowly cupped them. “Soft…” He felt the outside of them first, slowing working towards the targets. He rubbed them in a gentle circle, and then focused on her left breast. He rubbed the nipple softly. He got a moan, but he wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure. “Does it feel good?”
She cooed softly, and said. “Yes…please…”
Marc felt bold. He kissed her neck, and slowly worked down to her chest, dotting light kisses on her. He starting climbing her hills, and she squeaked when his tongue touched it. Marc was having a lot of fun. Sora was in complete ecstasy. He licked it once, and then the other. Sora was rubbing her legs together.
“Sora…do you want me to move on?”
“Uh…mmm…” he couldn’t get much more than a moan from her.
He gathered all his courage. He placed a hand right on her crotch. She opened her eyes as he started to rub it.
“Marc…mmm…Marc…take…off…” She could barely speak.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes…I am…” she moved her hands down to push them off, but they were tight.
He pulled them down past her crotch, and then past her knee, so then she kicked them off. He looked at her very wet pussy. His soldier needed some action…it was saluting desperately. “Sora…I…” He started to rub just inside of the lips, and she started to push against his hand.
Sora couldn’t take it anymore. She had a lot of pent up pleasure in her, and she wanted it released. So she pushed him down, and pulled off his pants.
“Marc…your turn.” She got his pants off all the way, and pulled of his underwear. “Resistance is Futile.”
He thought she was going to impale herself on him, but not yet. Instead, she took his whole erect prick and shoved it in her mouth licking it like a popsicle. She sucked and licked it, almost obsessed.
Marc couldn’t move. All he could do was put his hands on her head, and move it back and forth. He started to hump into her mouth, and almost crushed her head in his hands. She couldn’t stop though, so she sucked as hard as she could. He never felt pleasure like this. He gasped as he came in her mouth, and it knocked the wind out of him. Sora drank down the cum greedily.
She got up, and went to the bathroom to wash her mouth out. He lay there, breathing heavily. He felt so weak and exhausted…almost like falling asleep. But he also knew that Sora would want her share soon. He sat up and took his shirt off. He lay on his pillow, waiting for her to come back.
She finally did, and she was still as horny as before. She jumped on him, and then aligned herself over his manhood. “Ready?”
Marc was crafty though. “I’m not quite ready…I want to practice first.”
Sora thought for a moment. “Fine, up the butt.” She rotated so that she was on all fours, and waiting for him to penetrate her.
Marc took his cock and rubbed it against the inside of her thigh. She moaned slightly as he was getting his rigor back. After he had attained maximum length and hardness, he pushed it against her asshole. This sent a shock through Sora. She shivered slightly.
“Marc…go slowly…please…” Sora said weakly.
He nodded, and pushed in a bit, causing her to twitch. He grabbed her hips, and pulled them back, getting the entire thing in there.
Sora’s thought: Ouch…damn that hurts…but…it feels so good too.
Marc’s thought: It is so tight…I must…fuck her…
So he did. He pulled out and pushed in. Faster and faster he did this, holding her hips back with one hand, rubbing a nipple with the other. Sora could almost feel his meat hitting the base of her spine, but that is just an illusion.
Sora whimpered as Marc came again, filling her asshole with his seed. He leaned forward, and rested on her back, still connected.
“Sora…Sora…” Marc whispered her name softly and with a passion.
“Marc…it’s time…” Sora offered.
“I know…” he pulled out of her rear entrance, and rolled her so that she was facing him. “Marc…be gentle…” She held her legs open with her hands. She got a kinky idea. “Wait a sec!” She stopped his advance. She pulled one leg back and up and behind her head. She then pulled her other leg back, making herself a pretzel.
“Okay, go ahead.”
“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Okay…” He placed his hands on her waist, and pulled her close. “Ready?”
“Yes…more than I will ever be.”
Marc aligned his dick over her cunt, and pushed the head in. There was a little bit of resistance. “You sure you haven’t done this before?”
“Yeah…pretty sure. I am a virgin…if you mean my hymen…it probably got worn down by tennis and other things.”
“So it won’t hurt you much?”
“Not as much as a normal girl…but still. Be gentle.”
Without another word, he took her hand, and pushed in. He could tell it hurt her, but he wanted to end the pain for her. He continued pushing in, until he was all the way to the hilt. She was shaking violently, almost losing her control of her legs. She looked up at Marc. She whimpered slightly. She received his tongue in her mouth, and she all but forgot about her pain. He kissed her for a moment, and then stopped as he focused on thrusting.
He thrust in once, and felt great pleasure. Twice, he felt strange. Third time, he had unlocked a cache of energy, turning him into a beast. He fucked her hard and fast, and Sora could barely hang on to the bed sheets. She was almost screaming at the rate he was going.
Marc continued his relentless assault, his soldier invading her foxhole many times. He fucked and squeezed her breasts. Sora saw that he was close to orgasm. She was too, but she was determined to keep it in for a bit.
Her resistance quickly wore down. She grabbed his shoulders, and squeezed as she came. Marc covered her mouth because of her loudness. But he lost his focus as he came silently, due to her hole pulling and squeezing on him.
They both collapse…looking into each other’s eyes.
It was dark, and she was there with him, kissing him slowly on the neck. “Don’t leave me Marc…please…”
“I won’t…I love you too much to leave you.”
“Thanks Marc…I feel like…I can do anything with you.”
“You did do anything with me…pretty much…”
“Yeah…thanks for holding my hand.”
This is the end of my 10th lemon, and my first request.
I hope you enjoyed this Marc. I had a lot fun writing this one.
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