Risking It

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You were standing in your backyard when you felt someone hug you from behind, causing you to flinch in surprise. “Shit, Demi, don’t do that” you scolded, turning your head to see who it was. She smiled cheekily, dropping her arms from around you and moving to stand next to you. “What’s he doing?” she asked, curiously peering up at your dad.

It was pretty obvious what he was doing, but you decided to answer her anyway. “He’s finally finishing that tree house he started building when I was 9. It’s been like 11 years” you joked, earning a soft giggle from Demi. You stood in silence, watching impatiently as your dad nailed in the last board.

He jumped down from the tree, proudly looking up at his creation. “So girls, why don’t you go and check it out? I’ll be inside waiting for you to come and tell me how awesome it is.” He smiled at you and Demi as he went into the house, leaving you alone with her. You rolled your eyes and started to tell her that is was lame and there were better things to do, but she stopped you by grabbing your hand and dragging you to the ladder.

“Are you kidding? This is so cool!” She didn’t give you a chance to respond before climbing up, leaving you with no choice but to follow her. “It’s bigger than I thought it would be” you mumbled in observation. Demi laughed, walking over to a pile of blankets that your dad had left. “At least now we can have more fun than when he started building it” she said with a small smirk. You gasped at what she was implying and shook your head disapprovingly. “No way Dems. My dad could come back at any moment, and I’m pretty sure that us having sex in here is the last thing he wants to happen in here.”

Demi ignored everything you were saying, pulling you over to her and kissing just below your ear. “He won’t come back. He’s probably napping after working all day out here.” You choked back a moan as her teeth grazed over your soft spot, feeling Demi smile against your skin because she knew that you couldn’t say no to her. “F-fine, but if he catches us I’m breaking up with you.” It wasn’t actually true, you just wanted her to realize how mad you would be if your dad came back out. She kept you from saying anything else by kissing you and bringing you down on the blankets with her. “I’ll make it fast” she whispered as she slipped her hand under your top. You didn’t doubt her, knowing that it was a game to her at times to see how quickly she could make you cum.

You closed your eyes and let yourself enjoy her touch, moaning softly when she took your top off and started massaging your breasts. If she wanted to make you cum soon she would need to speed things up, so you grabbed one of her hands and brought it to the top of your pants. She quickly undid the button and pulled down the zipper, pushing her hand into your panties.

She started rubbing your clit and moaned when she felt how wet you already were. “Does it turn you on knowing that we could get caught?” she husked, her lips moving against the sensitive skin of your neck. You blushed, but you couldn’t deny the fact that the thought turned you on more than it probably should.

She slid two fingers into your awaiting hole, making you moan in pleasure. The palm of her hand pressed against your clit as she worked her fingers in and out of you. You raised your hips for more contact, biting down on her bottom lip to keep yourself from being too loud. Your hands gripped her hips tightly when her fingers finally found your g-spot.

“Fuck! Demi, please” you begged, bucking your hips into her. She silenced you with a kiss, pumping her fingers into you while vigorously rubbing your clit. “Are you going to cum for me?” she mumbled against your lips. You kissed her passionately, tugging lightly on her hair as your walls clenched around her fingers. Her thumb slowed down on your clit, the intensity of the kiss decreasing as well.

“I think that’s a new record” she teased, pulling her fingers out and licking them clean. You couldn’t help but get turned on again, watching her with a heated gaze. “We should see if we can break another record” you panted, still trying to catch your breath. “Sounds fun” she said with a wink, and that’s all you needed to hear before flipping her so you could be on top, biting down on her neck and getting ready to risk getting caught just to give her the pleasure that she deserved.

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