Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S2Pt5 - I'm No Little Kid.

I woke up and showered before Vinnie got up. The boys and all their respective girls all went on a trip last night to Malibu and Vinnie was gonna join them tonight. That meant that we were the only ones in the house.

So, I left Vinnie's room in a robe and made us pancakes. By the time I was done, I was sure that Vin would be out of the shower.

I came back into his room with a tray of pancakes, syrup, fruit, and nutella. I didn't see Vinnie, so he must've still been in the bathroom. I put the tray down on his side table. Then, out of nowhere, he picked me up from behind and carried me to the bathroom with him.

Y/n: Vin, you're still wet!
V: And you're not wet enough.
Y/n: Vinnie! Put me down.
V: Fine.

He sat me down on the counter, facing him. My robe moved to the side, so he could see that I had no underwear on.

V: You just love teasing me, huh?
Y/n: I don't know what you mean.
V: You're walking around the house with no panties on. I can only take but so much, you know.
Y/n: You don't have any self control?
V: No, I do. I just don't feel like it right now. Can you blame me? Look at yourself.
Y/n: So, what? You gonna carry me back to the bedroom?
V: Nope, I have other plans.
Y/n: Would those plans include this countertop?
V: Well, since you loved fucking on that desk so much, this is the next best thing. Also, I want you to see yourself in the mirror so you understand why I can't keep my hands off of you.
Y/n: Then, what are you waiting for?

Vinnie opened one of the sink drawers and pulled out a condom. He really thought through where he was gonna keep those. They just come out of nowhere.

He took my robe off and spread my legs out wider. Then, he stepped in between my legs and slid in. I forgot how sex feels from this angle. I quickly remembered why I loved the desk so much. This was exactly what I needed.

I wrapped my arms around Vinnie and pulled him closer to me. He put one arm around my waist and the other was above my shoulder. He hand his hand pressed on the mirror.

I was so lucky that his shower had glass walls so I could see our reflection. His back muscles flexed every time he thrust into me. It really was a sight for sore eyes.

He started going faster and I started moaning louder. I caught a glimpse of my face in the reflection. I am never doing missionary again!! I've been letting him see my face like this?? He looks perfect when he's fucking me, but I look like that??

Vinnie noticed that something was on mind and stopped for a second.
V: What are you thinking about?
Y/n: How come you get to look good?
V: What?
Y/n: You look so good when we're fucking, I mean look at your reflection for fuck's sake, but I look like I'm about to shit myself.
V: Shut up. No you don't. Look...

He pulled out and helped me down off the counter. He turned me around, so that I was facing the mirror. He ran his hands down my body, then put them on my waist.

V: I want you to see what I see.
Y/n: I look gross.
V: Stop saying that. You'll see what I mean.
Y/n: I'm not in love with me, you are. That's the only reason why I could possibly look good right now.
V: You're right. I am in love with you. And that's why I'm gonna show you what I see.

He bent me over. My stomach felt so cold on the countertop, but something about it was kind of soothing.

Vinnie slid back in me. He had his hands on my ass. He was going faster and harder than before. I was trying my best not to moan because I didn't want to see my face in the mirror. I just looked at him.

He was not making this easy for me, though. He smacked my ass and that made me suck in my breath and my eyes rolled a little.

He started going slow, but he was so deep in me. I decided to give it up. It was way too hard to not make any noise. He was too good at this. I wanna know where he learned to fuck like this.