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Penny was always seen as quiet and innocent. The reputation she didn’t really mean to adhere to, but stuck after the years of keeping to herself, nose always buried in a book. She didn’t socialize much, other than her weekly book club with Maru and the occasional visit from Sam. She didn’t go out of her way to talk to anyone and no one did her.
Shane, on the other hand, was not seen as innocent. Quiet, sure, but definitely not innocent. He drank nearly every day in the Saloon, sulking on his lonesome in front of the fireplace. Wouldn’t so much as chat with Emily or Gus, people he would spend hours with but only ever to order drink after drink. When Shane first arrived at Pelican Town, Emily tried to get to know him, but it always fell on deaf ears. No more than an occasional grunt of acknowledgement.
Penny would hear about the way Shane was described. She never engaged in gossip herself, but it was hard to tune out when it was a constant stream of conversation around her. Gross, dirty, unkind, mean, an asshole, were few of the words used to describe the brooding loner, but Penny never perceived him that way.
When Shane would drop his goddaughter off for tutoring, he was always kind and gentle. Greeting Penny with a nod, giving a quick hug to the little girl and wishing her a good day in class. When he would pick her up, he would engage in conversation about her schoolwork and let Jas explain everything she learned, sometimes able to see the quick grin on his gruffed face.
Penny figured Shane had his own struggles he was dealing with, as does everyone. Some people are able to handle stress and circumstances better than others, but it doesn’t make one person lesser for having difficulty grappling with one’s misfortunes. There’s always a reason for a person’s actions or portrayals, but no one is owed an explanation.
It was the height of summer when Penny started her lesson on environment and agriculture. She spent days explaining the Valley’s natural resources and ecosystems, giving Vincent and Jas their own worksheets and hands-on assignments to help ground the teachings to something tangible and exciting. Vincent always had a love for bugs, so he was ecstatic to jump at the opportunity to collect some worms during their soil sample experiment.
Penny was really quite pleased with how well the two grasped the lesson, finding it more and more intriguing when she went from topic to topic. Vincent was the one who had the idea that they have an overnight field trip in the forest, also known as camping. Jas immediately showed her approval in excitement, and who is Penny to deny them more opportunity to learn?
When Penny talked to the guardians of the children, it didn’t take much to convince them of the trip. It would simply take place in the Cindersap Forest, just down the road from where both of the kids lived. There were no real dangers in their tiny woods, only the occasional rabbit or raccoon lurked amongst the shadows of the wilderness. She had to admit, she was a little nervous to host the children overnight, let alone it being in tents, but she was excited for the change in her monotonous routine.
It relieved Penny when Jas had told her that Shane would also be in attendance for their excursion. Albeit surprised, but she would never oppose another chaperone to help rein the children and keep them safe. She didn’t want to admit that she was elated to have the opportunity to talk to Shane more. Her interest piqued by the mysterious brooding he always characterized himself with.
Shane didn’t really want to be involved in this outing, but when Jas flashed her puppy-dog eyes, he couldn’t tell her no. His goddaughter was his only sweet spot. Where he had no issue blowing people off and telling them to fuck off, he couldn’t stomach disappointing that little girl. His one purpose in life was to ensure she had a comfortable and happy life, and he was crushed by the idea of letting her down. Besides, he really didn’t mind Penny. She was one of the only people in this town that didn’t look at him with disapproval or disdain, which was quite refreshing for him.
The sun was well set when the four of them sat by the fire Shane had built, roasting marshmallows on sticks that Jas and Vincent found laying on the forest floor. They camped on the southwest part of the woods, far enough away to not disturb the strange man in the tower and keep the children safe from the cliff. They could still see the lights from the ranch Shane and Jas lived in through the trees, being a comfortable distance away.
Penny spent the evening talking about the season changes, how it affects the hunting and hibernation patterns for the wild animals, the cycles of the plant life. Shane didn’t add anything more than an encouraging acknowledgement of enthusiasm from Jas when her eyes would twinkle at him. He found the information interesting, not that he didn’t know about the topic but never really taking the time to think about the cycle of life and death on such an expansive scale.
The children finally grew tired and were put to bed in their respective tents, Shane sharing one with Jas and Penny sharing one with Vincent. Neither of the adults were even near their own bedtimes, so they stayed out by the fire. When Penny exited her tent, she found Shane with a can in his hand, hearing the hiss as he popped the tab.
She sat down next to him, leaving a comfortable space between them. She felt her heart racing, never having been alone with the burly man. Penny sat on the ground with a log supporting her back, just as Shane was. The silence lingering between them as she picked at her nails.
“Want one?” Shane knew he couldn’t tough the night without at least a few beers. The nerves settled in his bones once Jas was put to bed, acting as a medium between the two. He at least waited to drink until it would be out of the sight of the children.
Penny watched as Shane held up his can, now noticing it was a beer. She shook her head, eyes dropping back down to her lap, “Oh, no thanks.” Shane shrugged, and the silence rested right back in between them. They listened to the bugs chirping, the occasional rustle of leaves, the sound of snoring coming from the tents. Even though they were both feeling nervous, neither could deny the comfortability of each other's presence.
“It’s nice,” Shane began with a clearing of his throat, “What you do for ‘em. Jas has been yappin’ nonstop ‘bout her excitement of what you’ve been teachin’em.”
Penny smiled, looking up to Shane’s dark eyes, “Thanks. They're a handful, but it's nice to make a difference in someone's life.” Shane’s lips tightened with a nod, quickly averting his eyes to the fire.
Penny always found Shane attractive. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was, but his build and gruff always made her stomach flutter in a way she never found with anyone else in the small town. Always stealing glances of his masculine, defined features with his rigid nose and dark stubble across his sharp jaw. The broadness of his shoulders and his thick, expansive hands. She would never admit that he is who she imagined in bed at night, bringing herself to orgasm at the thought of what those large hands could do to her. That being said, she would never act on her interest in him.
Shane never allowed himself to acknowledge his attraction towards Penny. She’s far too sweet and delicate to even think about being with someone like Shane, let alone their hefty age gap. Her thin frame and long, pale legs that shoot out from her skirt. Her feminine, soft features with wide, green eyes and a button nose. Her sunkissed freckles sprinkled across her pink cheeks. He found it embarrassing to pine after someone like her, because he knows those feelings would never be reciprocated.
Shane watched the fire flicker, clenching his beer tightly in his hand. “Shane?” His gaze snapped to her, “Hm?” Penny quietly giggled, “I asked if you enjoy living here? In Pelican Town?”
“Oh,” he sat up straighter and shifted his seat on the ground, “I s’pose. Quieter than Zuzu. Simpler.” She nods, “I always wondered what it was like outside of Stardew Valley… It feels like there’s a whole world I’m missing out on.”
He swigs his beer before replying, “It ain’t that special. Jus’ a whole lotta people pushin’ to where they need to be. Plenty of stuff to do, but I never bothered with it.”
“Sometimes I just find this place to be so boring… Nothing to do other than the same thing, over and over. Sometimes it makes me feel a little stir crazy,” she joked with her head down, petting the hem of her skirt.
Shane’s eyes trailed over her, noting how orange her hair looked being lit by the flames of the fire. “Lived here all your life?” “Pretty much,” Penny tsked, “We lived in the outskirts of Zuzu before moving here, but I was way too young to remember it.” Shane only hummed in response.
“What was your favorite thing to do in the city,” Penny asked in a bright curiosity, attempting to vicariously imagine the possibilities. “Tunnelers games. I’d try to go to every home game, but now I settle for catching it on TV. Hell of a lot cheaper that way, anyways.”
“I can’t really say I’m that interested in sports… But I’m sure it was exhilarating to be in the crowd, cheering along with the other fans.” Shane nodded, “It is somethin’. Used to play gridball when I was a kid. Not so much anymore.”
“Why not?” Shane paused at her question, never really divulging information about himself but was beginning to feel obligated to, just to fill the silence. “Hurt my knee. Wasn’t the same since.”
“Oh,” Penny’s voice soft and remorseful, “Sorry, Shane.” He shrugged her off, “Is what it is.” He finished the can in his hand and pulled out another, swiftly opening it to take another sip.
Penny swallowed hard at the sight of his big hands around the can, making it seem so small in comparison. She felt her chest tighten and thighs flex together, before being embarrassed by her involuntary reaction. She bit her lip, looking over at the tents and then checking their surroundings, being tempted to join him in his drinking. What’s the harm in just one, she thought to herself.
“Actually,” Penny paused, causing Shane’s eyes to meet her with his bushy eyebrows furrowed. After a moment of her not saying anything, he nudged, “Hm?” So she finally pushed out, “Do you mind if I have one? Just one?” Shane had to admit, he was shocked that she changed her mind. He was acutely aware that Penny didn’t drink, probably due to her mothers problem with drinking, and he had offered her one earlier out of politeness. Not that he minds sharing.
He let out a little groan as he twisted behind himself again to grab another can from his bag, handing it over to her. Their fingers brushed when she accepted the drink, making their cheeks redden without the other noticing. Penny’s mind was racing, so she popped the tab and took a big sip before she thought too hard about it and backed out.
Shane couldn’t keep himself from watching her drink the beverage, feeling impressed by it and comforted that he was no longer drinking alone. As if she was judging him for not being able to go one night without a beer in his hand. Penny met his eyes and he immediately darted them away, like he was caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to. She couldn’t help but grin at his shyness, wondering if maybe he also found attraction in her.
They drank quietly for a bit, Shane surprised that she was relatively keeping up with him. Penny can feel the fuzziness and warmth flood her body, beginning to feel weightless. Like the pressure was slowly falling off her shoulders and she could relax. That being said, she still shivered when a gust of wind blew past them.
Shane didn’t think twice when he unzipped his hoodie and handed it over to her. Penny stared at him questionably before he said, “You’re cold.” She shrugged with a giggle, “It was my fault for not dressing warmer. I forgot how chilly it could get at night.”
He still held it out to her before she asked, “Are you sure? I’ll survive.” “S’fine.” So she accepted the jacket and slid it on, bundling the warmth in front of her chest. “Thanks,” she said quietly and he hummed.
They finished their beers and Shane was quick to hand her another. She subtly scaled his bare arms, the meat of his biceps and hairy forearms that only fed her excitement and imagination. He saw the calculations Penny was running before lowering his hand, “Don’t have to.” “No, that’s okay,” she smiled, “I’ll take it.” One more can’t hurt, she thought.
She sits with her knees touching in the air, cradling the can on her lap. Shane can’t help his eyes from looking at her in his hoodie, thighs exposed from her skirt settling on her lap. He then scolded himself for lurking. “Never thought you’d be drinkin’ with me,” he muttered to help distract him from his growing arousal. “Why not?”
“Jus’ always got the impression you didn’t like drinkin’,” he shrugged, trying to keep his eyes on the slowly dying fire. “I don’t normally,” she confessed, “But it’s nice drinking with you. You’re good company.”
He let out a mixture of a laugh and scoff, “Hardly.” She furrowed her eyebrows, admiring the handsome older man, “Why not? I’m enjoying hanging out with you.”
Shane swiftly gulps his beer, “Couldn’t ever understand why.” “Is it that hard to believe that I actually enjoy being around you,” she asks almost teasingly, watching his skeptical eyes slowly peering at her. “What? I mean it, Shane. I don’t agree with how everyone writes you off… You’re a good guy.”
He scoffs, “You dunno that.” Penny instinctively moves closer to him, “I’d like to think I do. Maybe not in depth, but from what I can see, you’re a good man.” Shane shakes his head, becoming aware of the space narrowing between them, “What coulda pretty, young thing like you possibly see ina guy like me?”
Penny’s heart immediately drops and her face feels warm. She takes a sip of her beer before boldly asking, “You think I’m pretty?” Suddenly, Shane inhales sharply and straightens his back, “Did I say that?” She nods with a cheeky grin, “You did.” He clears his throat before standing, deciding that now would be a good time to add more logs to the fire.
Penny watches him while biting her lower lip, still grinning from his admission. Shane picks up a few chunks of wood and gently places it on the fire, careful to not choke it out. She can’t keep herself from watching him sharply, noticing the way his arms flex and his grunts while completing the task. How he appears even more handsome from the amber glow of the fire.
He catches her staring, having to fight his lips wanting to curl, “What?” She shakes her head but doesn’t break her gaze, “I think you’re handsome, too… You know?” Shane rolls his eyes with a laugh, “Penny.” “Hm? Is that too hard to believe too?” He looks at her for a moment before sitting back down. The way she swims in his hoodie, cheeks pink and her lower lip sucked into her mouth with a menacing grin.
Penny blames the alcohol for her sudden courage. It simply has to be that, she would never be so daring to confess her attraction so openly. Maybe it’s that he also confessed his, so nonchalantly at that. But now, she no longer feels embarrassed by the growing need between her legs.
Shane, however, still feels ashamed for his admiration. He can’t believe he let the words slip out of his mouth, regardless of her mutual feelings. He passes it off to her drinking, because she can’t possibly mean what she says. It doesn’t make sense.
“Shane?” “Hm,” he swiftly finishes off his beer with a groan. When she doesn’t reply, he finally looks over to her. His eyes widen momentarily, not knowing when her face got so close to his. He can see the look in her eyes, the hungry desire. His heart begins to race and he can’t deny the erection he’s beginning to form, shamefully.
He catches something moving on the hoodie, narrowing his eyes to a spider crawling down her arm and onto her torso. “M’kay, now don’t freak out.” She knits her eyebrows, “Why?” “You, uh… There’s… a spider on you.”
Penny immediately jumps to stand, frantically looking down at herself with her arms up. “Shane,” she quietly whines, “You have to get it off! Please! Help me.”
He laughs as he stands, “Alright, alright. Don’t worry, I gotcha.” He cups his hand facing up against her waist and gently dusts the spider onto his hand, setting it back down on the ground a few steps away. Penny exhales in relief, “Thank you.”
His smile is wide as he approaches her, “So much for not freakin’ out.” “I’m afraid of spiders,” she admits sheepishly. “I can see that.”
Shane realizes they’ve been staring at each other without a word, causing his eyes to shoot down to their bodies and their closeness. Penny’s voice is soft, disappointed that he broke eye contact, “Shane?” “Hm,” he refuses to look back up to her. He wants to give her space but can’t seem to move his legs.
Penny grabs his face in her hands and before she could second-guess herself, she pulls him into a soft, slow kiss. She can smell his sweat mixed with a freshness, like pine, and she feels herself melting to him. His hands instinctively find the lower curve of her back, bracing her towards him, so she deepens the kiss with her tongue.
Their tongues swipe together before he pulls away, but still keeps his hands stationed on her. “Penny,” he closes his eyes and shakes his head. “You don’t want this,” she quietly asks, hoping he doesn’t reject her. Shane swallows harshly, “M’like… a decade older than you.” “And,” she draws it out questionably.
“It ain’t right,” he finally meets her eyes and finds them pleading to him. “Says who? It feels right,” her hands leave his face to cup the back of his neck. She can feel her slickness between her legs when she shifts on her feet. The growing desire causes her to press herself against him, elated to feel his stiffness hard against her stomach.
When he doesn’t reply, she softly begs, “Please, Shane.” “What,” he breathes out, distracted by the friction rubbing in his hardness. “Give in.” He feels himself twitch in his pants, the goosebumps covering his skin to her alluring voice. The intoxicating smell of her sweetness. With the tiniest thread of restraint he has left, he lets go of her and sits down on the log behind him.
Penny stands between his legs, hands refusing to let go as they move back to cup his face. His eyes slowly trace up to hers, looking as if he’s begging for mercy. Her head tilts to the side, “Why not?” A faint smile appears as he shakes his head, “Already told ya.” “Because of our age,” she whips back, “We’re both adults, Shane.”
“I know-” “Then what,” she asks as she rotates her body to sit on his lap, hooking an arm around his shoulder, “I know I want this… don’t you?” He stiffly nods, eyes wide and glued to her face half lit by the fire. His arm wraps around her back, hand gripping onto her hip. She smiles as she commands, “Say it, then. Tell me you want it.” His hips buck towards her with a heavy exhale, “I want this.”
Penny takes his hand and places it on her knee, sliding it up to her thigh under her skirt. “Show me,” her sultry voice buries into his ears, knowing that he lost his restraint. His fingers trail up to her panties, a digit pressing onto her clothed vulva to find it soaking. “Fuck me,” he groans. She rocks herself on his lap, feeling his erection brush underneath her. Grabbing his face, her lips crash onto his and he kisses back hungrily.
Shane tucks his fingers into her panties, directly feeling her wetness slick his fingers. Penny moans from her throat to the sensation, her core tingling with the anticipation of feeling herself clench around his meaty fingers. “So fuckin’ wet, babygirl,” he pants against her lips, “Take these off so I can give ya what you want.”
Without a shred of hesitancy, she lifts her hips and he tugs down her panties, slipping them off her ankles. She spreads her legs on his lap, peeking behind her to make sure the tents are still closed until her attention is pulled back by the insertion of Shane’s finger pressing into her hole. Penny presses her face against the side of his while she whimpers.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” he lowly praises, “Jus’ like that. Openin’ right up for me.” His hand grips her hip tighter as he begins slowly pumping his finger in her, feeling the soft, spongy walls expand around him. “Shane,” she whispers with a hot breath, her hand balling the front of his shirt. “This what you needed? You like feelin’ my finger inside this tight pussy?” “Yes,” she whines, “Yes. God, yes.”
His finger slides back out so he can turn his attention to her clit, rubbing slow circles around the swollen bud that makes her breath catch. “M’gonna make this pussy cum,” he begins deeply in her ear, “Then m’gonna take you to that tree over there ‘nd bend you over, fill you full of my cock. See how much more I can stretch you open.” She nods her head as her breaths quicken, feeling the pleasure ruminating in her core.
“You’re gonna be a good girl and jus’ take it, aren’t ya? You’re gonna take every inch of me ‘nd you’re gonna love it,” her legs open ever wider, so Shane begins rubbing faster circles, “You’ll have to muffle your screams, even though all I wanna hear is that pretty mouth sing my name. You’re gonna be my good girl.” “God, Shane,” she quietly cries, “Yes. Please.”
Shane can tell Penny is getting close by the way her fingers are twitching against his neck and how tightly she’s gripping his shirt, so he dips his finger back down and plunges it into her hole. She gasps, lifting her face to look at Shane. He relishes the look of her red lips and cheeks, the dazed look in hooded her eyes gazing directly into his.
He smiles smugly, “Thought I was gonna let you cum that easily?” She laughs through her nose, looking down at how his hand disappears into her skirt, the feel of his thick finger pumping her hole only riling her up more. “You’re enjoying this just as much as I am, aren’t you,” she teases breathlessly, shifting her seat on his lap. His grip tightens on her hip, “I like feelin’ you squirm.”
Shane watches her face closely as he pushes another finger into her, Penny humming to her hole being stretched. “I love the way you grip my fingers, babygirl,” he presses his lips to the side of her face, scissoring his fingers to spread her wider, “Makin’ me crazy. I can’t wait to feel you choke my cock.” Penny is trying desperately to keep her voice low and steady, trapping the sounds in her throat, “I’ve been wanting you to fuck me for so long.”
This immediately puts a smile on Shane’s face, “You’ve been imaginin’ this? Wonderin’ how full you’d feel of me?” He curls his fingers, feeling around until he finds the rough patch inside her soft walls. “Yes,” she confesses with her eyes screwed shut, “Every night.” “Every night,” he astonishingly asks, “You touch yourself to the thought of me, pretty girl? Is this exactly what you wished for?”
Penny can no longer think straight. She’s sharply biting her lip, letting muffled moans leak from her throat softly. The feel of Shane petting her spot is making her delirious, having never been able to extract such pleasure from herself alone. This is exactly what she wished for, if not more.
And just when Penny thought things couldn’t get better, Shane thumbs her clit, making those consistent circular motions he had done before. She couldn’t help the cry that escaped her lips, fingers frantically scratching his neck as she’s overcome with pleasure. Shane chuckles, shaking his head, “Shh, baby. If you can’t keep quiet, I’m gonna have to stop… ‘nd you don’t want that, do you?”
“No, please,” she huffs, “Don’t stop. I’m so close, don’t stop.” “Go ahead ‘nd give it to me. Be a good girl and cum on my fingers,” he grits his teeth, beginning to feel achingly hard and unsure of how much longer he can wait. His fingertips rub her spot while his thumb works motions on her clit, feeling her grind against his hand.
“Shane! Shane,” her plea is high-pitched, teetering the edge. “C’mon, baby. Cum for me so I can sink my cock into you.” Penny sees stars when she finally cums. The waves overtake her body in a way that makes her shiver, spasming on Shane’s lap as he holds her hip so tightly it would hurt her if she wasn’t so distracted by her pleasure. “Good girl, Penny. You’re such a good girl for me,” he gently kisses her cheek.
His movements slow to a stop when she finally settles, hearing her panting in his ear as she nuzzles into his neck. Shane gives Penny some time to collect herself, his hand tracing up and down the side of her torso. Her voice is meek, “Shane?” “Hm?” Penny lifts her face from him, shaking her head with a giggle, “I’ve never felt so incredible in my life.”
Shane smirks while tilting his head into her, “Ain’t done yet, babygirl.” Their lips meet in a fiery passion; tongues swirling, biting lips, exchanging spit. Penny rocks her hips on his lap, signaling her need for more. Shane breaks away with a grin, looking down at her sitting on him, “Do you really think ‘bout me every night?”
Penny feels the embarrassment heat her face, sheepishly nodding, “Yes. I’ve always thought you were hot.” His hand grabs onto her thigh still sitting under her skirt, “Hot? You really touch yourself to me?” “Yes,” she sucks in her lower lip. Shane chuckles, “Yanno, maybe you’re not as innocent as everyone thinks… Fantasizing ‘bout how an older man would pleasure you? Maybe you really are a dirty girl.”
Penny arches her back towards him, squirming on his lap, “Let me show you how dirty I can be.” She watches his eyes darken and a wicked smile appear across his lips, “You’re trouble, Penny. Big trouble.” She stands from his lap with a devious grin, batting her eyes before she quietly walks over to the tents to make sure the kids are still sleeping, and thankfully they are.
Shane watches her sharply as she walks back to him, taking his hand. “Which tree were you going to bend me over?” He can’t help the chuckle he lets out, pointing with his head to the tree that’s a safe distance without being too far away from their campsite.
Penny pulls him by his hand, Shane stumbling to his feet behind her as they walk. As soon as they tuck themselves behind the tree, Shane pins her to the trunk. Pressing his groin against her as he greedily lips her with hands grabbing her waist. Penny moans into his mouth, fingers threading through his hair on the back of his neck while she rubs herself against his erection.
Without leaving her lips, Shane tugs his shorts down under his balls and lets his cock fling free. It’s then that Penny breaks away, doe eyes gazing into him, “Can I put it in my mouth?” Shane’s knees feel weak, hesitating in his response, “If you think you can handle it, sugar. I’ll let ya do whatever you wanna to me.”
Penny pushes him off of her and switches places with him, lowering to her knees. She didn’t know exactly what he meant by his words, but her eyes went wide when she saw his cock standing tall in front of her face. “Oh my God,” she whispered. He’s thick, very thick, and long. She’s not entirely sure she can wrap her lips around him, let alone take him in her throat, but she wanted to try.
His chuckles pulled her eyes up to him. “What you always imagined?” She shakes her head with a grin, “It’s even better.” Penny straightens her back and grabs his thigh with one hand and his shaft with the other, releasing a groan from Shane. She licks her lips at the sight of his tip leaking with precum, his head flushed red and needy, and pronounced veins wrapping around his shaft.
Penny purses her lips together and brings them to his tip, spreading his precum onto them like lipstick before sticking her tongue out for a lick. Shane shudders to the feeling, a hand gently cupping the back of her neck. “Whaddya think, sugar? Think you can handle it?” In place of responding, Penny looks up to his eyes as she wraps her mouth around him.
Penny has to expand her mouth as widely as possible, but it fits. Her tongue swirls around his head and she slowly begins sucking, pushing him deeper in her mouth inch by inch. The sounds of his grunts and jagged breath only increasing the wetness between her legs. She flattens her tongue to brush against the underside of his cock, stuffing him until he reaches the back of her throat.
“Fuck, Penny,” he groans, “You’re such a good girl. God damn, are you somethin’.” Penny sets a steady pace, dragging her tongue along his shaft and using her hand to stroke the end of his cock that won’t fit. Shane is genuinely impressed by the way Penny is working his cock. She can barely breathe and her eyes are building tears, but since she was given the opportunity, there was no way she was going to pass this up. Give him something to want more.
Her sucks quicken as she feels him grow harder and stiffer in her mouth, delighted by the spurt of precum that shoots directly down her throat. Her moan was strangled by the blockage, and Shane loved the feel of her vibrating on his cock. He feels himself getting closer and closer to climax, so he reluctantly pulls her off of him before it’s too late. “That’s it, baby. I’ve gotta fuck that pussy,” he looks down at her watery eyes and red puffy lips. Penny gives herself a moment to fill her lungs as he cups her cheek, smearing the spit on her lips with his thumb. “C’mere, sugar.”
When she stands, Shane immediately wraps his arms around her and pulls her into eager kisses, twirling them around to push Penny back against the tree. “You are so fuckin’ hot, Penny,” Shane mutters into her mouth, “God, damn. I can’t wait to sink my cock into ya.” “Then fuck me,” Penny mutters back with a grin.
Shane’s cock is lathered in spit as he strokes it, lifting Penny’s leg to rest of his hip as he lines himself up. He swipes it between her lips, hearing her gasp each time it passes her clit. “Ready, babygirl?” Penny immediately nods her head, “Please.” Upon hearing the words, Shane pushes into her hole, feeling her tightness grip onto him in a dizzyingly manner.
Penny’s entire body covers in goosebumps, the burn of being stretched open blooming a pleasure in her core. Her head tilts back onto the tree in a sigh, digging her fingers into his shoulders. Shane hisses with his lip sucked into his mouth, lifting her skirt and his hoodie up to her hips with a stern hold. He rocks his hips gently, pushing deeper and deeper with soft moans bouncing between them until he reaches the hilt.
Shane keeps himself stationed deep inside her, giving her a moment to adjust. He studies her blissed out face, lips curled into a smile and eyes closed with her head tilted back, exposing her neck to him. He leans in, “Whaddya think, pretty girl? This what you needed?” His lips press against her neck to feel the vibrations as she responds, “Everything I ever wanted. Please, give it to me, Shane. Fuck me.”
Shane drags his cock in and out of her hole slowly, relishing the sounds of her pitched gasps with each thrust in. “Yeah, you’re definitely a dirty girl. Ain’t nothin’ innocent ‘bout this tight pussy so desperate for a stretching. Isn’t that right, babygirl? You love bein’ split in half by me, don’t cha?”
“God, yes,” she whines, “I love it. You feel so good, Shane. I need this.” His pace quickens, ramming his cock into her with shorter strokes. “You gonna touch yourself to this, aren’t ya? Until the next time you crawl back to me, beggin’ for more? Want me to carve your inside to the shape of me?” Penny feels like she’s on a cloud, sputtering out, “As much as I can get it. I want this every night. Please, Shane.”
“Every night,” he pants against her tender skin, “Every day. I’ll give you as much as you want. You won’t be able to walk without feelin’ what I did to you between your legs. You won’t be able to even sit right when I’m done with you.” Shane’s thrusts become hard and pointed, slowing down but harsher as he presses himself as deeply as he can inside her.
The sound of her wetness is squelching with each stroke ring through the trees. “God damn, do you hear how messy you’re gettin’ me? You like dripping on this cock,” he asks lowly in her ear, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. She lets out a whiney, ‘yes.’
Shane takes a deep breath before leaning back from her, meeting her eyes hazed in pleasure. “M’kay, babygirl. Turn around and bend over.” She deeply exhales when he pulls out of her and drops her leg from his hip, feeling devastated by the emptiness before doing as she’s told.
Penny turns around but before she can bend over, Shane wraps his arms around her. His hands aggressively grab her breasts under her blouse, guarded by her bra and he presses his face to the side of hers. His cock slips between her thighs, and she clenches around it. “Dirty girl,” he purrs, “Lettin’ me do this to you.” He begins thrusting, covering her legs in her wetness.
Her hand travels down her front, taking the leaky tip in her fingers and pressing him against her slit. He brushes against her clit with each stroke, making her legs tighten and quiver. Shane continues to fondle her breasts with aggressive grabs, hissing in her ear. Penny can feel the pressure building again, her arousal overtaking her body that’s making her twitch and pant.
“C’mon, pretty girl. Cum for me again,” rasps directly into her ear, feeling it melt around her. His thrusts quicken, being held against her clit with her hand. She bends forward, pressing her face against the tree as she builds higher and higher to release. Shane keeps one hand still tugging her breast, the other stationing on her hip.
Penny hears her heart pounding in her eardrums, screwing her eyes shut when the white-hot explosion of pleasure flows through her body, making her shake. Shane rumbles a deep chuckle behind her, slipping his cock from between her thighs and immediately sticking it back in her hole. He bottoms out with one thrust, deliciously filling her completely through her orgasm.
Shane buries himself deep and stays there, relishing the feeling of her walls clenching around him in a way that threatens to milk his finish right there. But he doesn’t want this to be over, not yet. Penny braces the tree, digging her fingers into the bark as she desperately tries to catch her breath and adjust to his size.
The skirt is flipped onto her back, his hand tracing her spine underneath his hoodie. “Such a good girl for me, Penny,” he sucks in a sharp breath, “Christ, are you tight.” His hands find her hips, feeling the pimpled skin from the cool breeze passing by. “Shane?” “Hm?” “Move,” she commands in a shaky breath, making his lips curl.
His fingers dig into her plush flesh, pulling himself nearly out of her before slamming back in. The sound of her gasp rushes through his body, taking over his movements into a thoughtless, steady pace. With each thrust in, he pushes her harder against the tree. She uses her arms to press her face against, shielding her from the sharp ridges of the bark.
Penny’s moans are muffled with her arms, inhaling his scent embedded into his hoodie as he drills her from behind. Shane feels himself itch closer and closer to release, making his strokes harder and desperate, chasing his pleasure. He can feel himself swelling inside her, his balls tightening near orgasm.
“Where do you want me to cum,” he quickly spurts, almost sounding painful. She tilts her face away from her arms, “In my mouth.” Shane’s head clouds upon the request, suddenly pulling out of her. “On your knees ‘nd turn around.” Penny spins and drops to the ground, opening her mouth and watching as Shane strokes himself.
He closes his eyes and lets out a strangled groan, feeling her lips wrap around his tip, tongue petting his slit. His orgasm is all consuming, feeling himself empty spurt after spurt into her warm, wet mouth. It fills her mouth, tasting the tangy acid on her tongue, letting it drip down her throat. He braces the tree behind her, looking down to watch her.
She hums as she swirls her tongue around his tip, swallowing his load. He jolts to the feel of her kissing his tip when she detaches, groaning in between panted breaths. She sits back against the tree, looking up at him with a cheeky grin and fluttery lashes. Shane shakes his head, standing straight again.
He cups her face, pulling her up to stand just to press her back against the tree, shoving his tongue in her mouth. She moans, rolling her body towards him with her hands on his torso. He can taste himself on her and nothing is driving him crazier.
Shane breaks their kiss and leans his forehead against hers. “God damn, Penny. You’re somethin’ else.” She giggles, “I know.” He plants a few, quick, aggressive kisses before taking a step back, pulling his shorts back up. She watches him with a bite of her lip, still riding the high of finally getting what she wanted.
He scans her face with furrowed eyebrows, a rush of worry shooting down her body. He licks his thumb and cups her face, wiping her cheek. With a tsk, “Ruined that pretty face of yours. You were bleeding.” She lifts her hand to her cheek, feeling the line where Shane had cleaned. “A cut. Dried blood,” he informs.
“You don’t think I’m pretty anymore,” she half teases, half pouts. The word, ‘ruined,’ floating around in her head. “Nah, you’re still pretty. But now, you got a reminder of what I did to you.” She shakes her head, feeling the ache between her legs, “I don’t think that’ll be the only reminder of what we did.”
His eyes trace her from head to toe with a smirk, “Satisfied?” “Very,” she eagerly confirms, “I wanna do it again-” He cuts her off with a laugh, “I wish my cool down was that quick, sugar.” “No, dummy. I didn’t mean now,” she peels herself off the tree, wrapping her arms around his torso and pressing her body against his, “I mean sometime soon.”
He brings his hand to the back of her neck, tangling his fingers in her hair, while the other finds her back and holds her to him. “Okay,” he nods, “We can do it again, soon.” Penny’s heart skips at the confirmation, face heating to the knowledge that he also wants her. She crashes her lips onto his, overcome by the need to feel him closely again.
Shane breaks away with a deep inhale, “Alright. Better go get your panties before one of the kids find ‘em.” With a grin, she turns and walks by to the barely lit fire. He watches her for a moment, admiring her sway and baffled by the entire act they just finished. It’s been a long time since he has touched a woman, never mind it being so dirty, raw, and unfiltered. Even if he never gets the chance to again, he will always be satisfied with this night alone.