"You can bite harder," purred Amelia. Zak and Amelia were parked in an elementary school parking lot. After much making out, Amelia was sitting in the passenger seat, jeans around her ankles, shirt lifted to her neck and bra unhinged sufficiently to allow her eighteen-year old B/C cup sized breasts to escape. Amelia's left arm was pinned behind Zak's right arm leaving her sufficiently restrained.
Zak, coming at her from the driver's seat, had his left hand in her panties, two fingers deep in her pussy and his right hand encircling her left breast. He had just bitten her nipple with enough force to cause sensation but not enough to hurt.
Zak took his head away from her breast long enough to look at Amelia. He genuinely liked her. She was the right girl at the right time.
Amelia was a late bloomer. She suffered with facial acne that had just cleared up revealing a pretty face. She had a shy, agreeable and pleasant personality. She was 5 foot 2 inches tall and played on the school soccer team which had created a slender body with only recently expanded breasts. Most importantly for Zak, she was consistently horny. Zak was about to find out she also enjoyed a little pain with her pleasure.
"Are you sure?" asked Zak. Zak was a nice guy. But recently had been developing a bit of an edge that he couldn't quite understand.
He had met Amelia at a soccer camp and they had hit it off. They went to different schools but by their senior year, the two eighteen year olds were enjoying each other. Zak loved sports. His slim six foot frame was just beginning to get layered with the muscles.
He was an average student at a high level private school, but he had done very well on his standardized tests. He was lightly recruited and had chosen a good liberal arts school with a strong soccer program.
Zak was a "floater" at school. He socialized with everyone and had few enemies. He was a captain of the soccer and lacrosse teams. He did not drink, smoke or do drugs. His one vice was sex and Amelia was right now fulfilling that need.
"Yes, but only if it is OK with you," Amelia whispered. Amelia deferred to Zak on almost everything in their relationship, including sex. To directly ask Zak for something, especially of a sexual nature, was unusual.
Amelia was turning Zak on in a different and new way. Instinctually, he decided to play with her a little.
"Are you sure?" he said smiling. He pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and increased the pace of his finger fucking now rubbing her clit with his thumb.
She only moaned, threw her head back and whispered, "Please." Zak slowly lowered his head and began biting down on her nipple with ever increasing force. The harder he bit, the more she moaned. Her typically wet pussy was now drenched.
He lowered his head to her right breast, leaving his hand behind to pinch the sore nipple. He began biting with about the same force and she started to breathe quicker. His fingers were now flying in and out of her.
In between the beautiful noises of a girl about to orgasm, Zak heard Amelia groaning "Harder,please. Harder."
Zak increased the pressure of his jaw and when he felt he could bite no harder, Amelia came. Hard.
As she came down from her orgasm, Zak spread her pussy lips with his second and fourth fingers and used his middle finger to rub her sensitive clit with ever decreasing pressure. He wanted to give her every ounce of pleasure from the orgasm.
When Zak finally pulled his fingers away, she looked at him with an embarrassed look. "Did that turn you off?" she asked turning her head slightly away from him.
Quite the opposite, thought Zak. It had set something off in his mind. He had liked, ... no, he had loved it. Something about his girl experiencing pleasure enhanced with pain had struck a cord.