Finally.
She doesn't like it when she is on her period; she thinks I'll flip out over the blood. It doesn't bother me, but she doesn't care. She got off today, and then so did I. I pushed her down onto the bed and slid between her legs. She took my face in her hands and kissed me hard, pushing her tongue in my mouth. I responded, and the dance began. She was naked, as was I, and I could feel the heat emanating from her breasts as she pushed into my chest. She was hungry. My hips rolled lazily, stroking the span of her pussy with the tip of my hard cock, dragging it along the creamy slit, looking for a way in. She was on her period for a week, and for a girl who is naturally small, a week without sex closes her up even more. She felt the pressure when I tried to push in and broke the kiss, looking up at me with those big eyes before whispering. "Don't hurt me."
It was the fear that caused me to stir. She was afraid of the stretching pain that was about to ensue, and I devoured her pain with my desire. I nodded. I lied. I said I wouldn't hurt her. And when she spread her legs to let me in I thrust forward. It wasn't harsh. It wasn't brutal. But it was overwhelming. She tried to get away, clawing at the bed, but my weight held her down. I split her open with my erection, and filled her all the way to the core.
She whimpered and writhed, and then, when I pushed myself all the way in and held for a moment, she came. She glazed by thick shaft with her orgasm, and instantly the tight hold of her pussy was gone, now a slick sheath for me to fuck. And I did. The thrusting was rhythmic and deep, drawing breathless moans from her often. She clawed my back and tightened her thighs around me, the heels on my ass sending me deeper.
She moaned, leaving her mouth open, and I claimed it. I embraced her lips and pushed my tongue in her mouth to resume the dance. I could taste her screams.
I broke the kiss with a growl and buried my face in her neck, a brutal last thrust impaling her deeper than ever to accept the explosion of cum that gushed inside of her.
She stiffened and met my orgasm with one of her own, drawing out her moan until it was a high-pitched wheeze. I could feel her clenching beneath me, milking my spurting shaft for more of it's cum. I flexed, giving her as much as I had.