He was frightened. He had never seen a girl in this frenzy before. He wondered if Buffy had lost her mind.
I can't stay inside! It isn't hard now."
"Then jerk on it. Get it hard again! If you don't, I'll make trouble for you! I swear I will!"
"Go to hell!" the boy hollered back. He pushed her off him and jumped off the bed. "You can say anything you want," he said, pulling his clothes on again. "If you do, I'll tell everyone what you just did to me! They'll believe me as quick as they will you. I’ll tell them that you raped me!"
Buffy sat there at a loss for words. What he said was true in a way. She had raped him.
"Oh, go on then. Get out of here. You're the biggest sissy I ever heard about. If you ever talk to me at school again, I'll slap your face."
"And I’ll slap yours right back. Don't worry, I wouldn't talk to you again if you were the last girl in the whole town!
He grabbed his schoolbooks and stormed out of the room.
She lay back on the bed and shoved several fingers into her burning cunt. It was on fire, and completely unsatisfied. He had popped off so fast inside her she hadn't even had time to work on her explosion. All she had was the itch. The itch that was so wonderful if it got satisfied, but so horrible if it didn't.
She began to finger herself furiously with one hand, and with the other she reached up and began to pinch the nipples of her small breasts gently, then harder. Her loins turned to fire again.
She saw Danny's face under her, scared. She had forced him to fuck her. The way Daddy had forced her. The way he had forced the other woman.
I guess you take after your old man, he'd said.
Buffy groaned, and suddenly the fingers in her cunt were wet.
Daddy must have been right.