Not long, I lose all my self-control as I begin pounding into her cruelly and savagely. How my little May could take that abuse, I have no idea. She just keeps whimpering under me.
"Mmm... mmm... mmm..."
Her desirous howling and the cracking of bedsprings are making me delirious. Her tight and slippery pussy folds are giving me so much pleasure there is a tingling sensation on my engorged helmet. My balls feel like they are going to burst at any moment. I look down at my darling lover. Through her half-closed and fluttering eyelids, I see her eyeballs are rolled back; as if she is going to faint and her jaw is quivering tensely just like her firm perky breasts that are jiggling to the rhythm of my onslaught. I suddenly realise that she's been rocking her pelvis against me, meeting my thrusts one for one.
"Oh..." her moaning takes on a new intensity.
I'm simply going mad! I crane my neck and suck a whole petite breast into my mouth as I begin nibbling a hard nipple, biting lightly at it while my fingertips start kneading at her other one.
"HHO! Hmm... Mmm..."
There is a sudden rhythmic tightening deep inside her pussy. The sensation on my knob is so exquisite I know that I can't hold back much longer. I double my effort, rocking rapidly through her for dozens more times, until...
"May, oh May, I'm going to cum!"
I try to extract myself at a last moment but she drapes her slim legs behind my thighs as her hands suddenly press down on my butt, pushing me deeper into her. That is just too much. An electric shock runs through my balls as I erupt deep inside her.
May flusters her eyelids open momentarily. A mysteriously glaze flashes from her eyes as she begins to convulse violently.
"OHH! HHO!..." she screams.
We embrace tightly as an earthquake rocks all around us.
We were so exhausted yet we cuddle each other in bliss, in the afterglow of our mutual orgasm. My semi-hard cock is still snugly sheaved in her hot pussy.
"May, you are mine. You are all mine now." I smile contentedly and lovingly down at my darling lover.
"Oh, Jack, don't leave me. Please don't leave me." There is desperateness in her voice, her eyes suddenly mist up.
"I can never do that. You are my responsibility now. I love you very much, May!"
She smiles timidly under me.
"Oh Jack. I don't know how to say it. But I don't want you make love to Sylvie ever again," she looks sheepishly at me and continues, "I would feel so jealous. Promise me please, that at least you won't initiate it..."
"Yes, I promise." I reply solemnly.
Right now I am prepared to leave everything behind me, to spend the rest of my life with May. She smiles contentedly and reaches up to kiss me on the cheek. But suddenly she stares angrily at me.
"But there is one thing, Jack."
"Yes?" I reply shakily as I'm already afraid of upsetting her.
"Stop calling me a 4-foot-11 bitch. I'm 5 foot tall, you know!" She stares at me sternly.
"I... it was... I won't do it again. I promise." I'm furious at Sylvie's betrayal.
Her face cracks with a mischievous grin. She grabs my hands and put them on her perky breasts then hooks her arms behind my neck and plants a passionate kiss on my lips, taking my breath away completely. I can feel my cock stiffening inside her!
All of a sudden, we hear the jingling of keys then the front gate bangs loudly.
"Jack, I'm home." Sylvie yells just behind the bedroom door.
May and I freeze, shock and fears flash across our eyes. We think that surely we are dead meat. My cock withers and slips out from May's warm pussy. My first reaction is to hold and protect May from her bitchy sister. Then we hear the banging of the toilet door.
May pushes me away and shoots out of bed. With her right hand, she grabs her towel and turns to leave. However, her spare hand suddenly cups under her crotch, no doubt catching my cum that is seeping from her wounded pussy. I fetch her a couple of paper tissues from the bed-stand and she quickly slips them between her legs.
Quietly, I open the bedroom door as May tiptoes the three steps across to the spare bedroom. I can hear Sylvie peeing in the toilet just three steps away in the other direction. May opens the door to the spare room and just as she is about to disappear inside, she turns back, kisses me full on the lips once more and tiptoes stealthily into the spare room, clicking the door shut.
I hurry back to my bedroom. Immediately, I notice two things. There is a crimson patch on the bed linen, from May's defloration; and there is a strong aroma permeating in the bedroom, from our passionate sex. Then, I hear the sound of toilet flushing. My heart is pounding at a maddening space by now. Time is running out. First thing first, I throw the quilt over the bed to hide the damning evidence; I'll just have to deal with that later. Then I pull on the t-shirt and the pair of shorts I left by my pillow this morning, kicking the heap of my outdoor clothes under the bed at the same time. I just had time to twist open a bottle of Chinese painkilling ointment and splash some of that smelly stuff on my left ankle when the bedroom door cracks open.
Sniff, Sniff! "What's that horrible smell?" Sylvie yells bitchily, "I told you not to do this in the bedroom, Jack."
"You should have told me." I talk back in measured anger. "I'm not going out there when that four foot..." I check myself in mid-sentence as I have made a promise to May. I begin again, "I'm not going out there when she's here."
"Oh, God! I forgot." Surprise written all over her face as Sylvie turns to leave, shutting the door behind her, forgetting all about me already.
Then I hear the knock, knock on the other door. After a brief pause, Sylvie enters the spare room and is yakking away with May. I sit on my bed in a daze, my heart still pounding madly. That's been a close call.
After almost an hour, Sylvie suddenly opens the bedroom door to fetch a handbag. May walks pass the doorway without giving me a sideway glance, just like she's been doing for years. But I know better now. She has pulled back her shoulder-length silky black hair and ties it to a ponytail. She put on some light makeup to soften the line of her high cheekbone. She is wearing small diamond ear-studs; first time I notice her with earrings. She has a clinging black nightgown. A pair of 5-inch black patent leather stilettos makes her look taller. What a Goddess! I can feel my erection reviving. At the same time, I feel a twinge of jealousy. Who is she going out with tonight?
"May, keep the spare keys. Come back and stay the night after the wedding banquet. It would be late and I don't want you going home on your own." Sylvie bosses her sister about, just like she does to everybody else.
"No. You won't be here. I think I better go home." May declines.
"Don't be silly. It's my mahjong night of the week. Jack here won't bother you. Just let yourself in tonight. I shall probably be back around 10 or 11, tomorrow morning. May be we can have brunch together. Stay for the night, okay?"
"Alright!" May tries her best to sound reluctant.
"Now you go ahead and wait for me at the lift lobby while I fetch something." Sylvie orders again.
I hear May clatters her heels outside the flat.
"Now Jack, be nice to her tonight, alright?" Sylvie stares at me sternly.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear you."
Then they are both gone. Yes, I shall be super-nice to May tonight. We have a whole night together! And next Friday, I bet Sylvie will be playing mahjong again. I can feel the growing ache of my erection already!
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