Arthur's eyes flash hearing those words leave her mouth and a grin spreads across his face as he picks up the pace, slamming into her harder. The sound of their hips crashing against each other echoes through the clearing.
"Say it again."
"I'm a public slut— I'm your public slut Arthur please don't stop— fuck up this public slut's pussy—"
Amy's voice carries through the trees with raw desperate need. She doesn't care anymore, the shame that held her together all semester snapping like a thread as Arthur pounds into her.
Her free hand grabs the back of his neck pulling him down as she wraps her legs around him locking him in, her heels digging into the small of his back so he can't leave.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
Each thrust drives his cock deep enough to kiss her womb and her body jerks with every impact, her breasts bouncing against his chest while her pussy clenches around him so tight he can feel every twitch and pulse of her folds trying to milk his cock.
The wet sounds of them together are obscene, filling the quiet forest with the unmistakable noise of sex that no amount of distance could disguise.
'She's completely gone.'
Arthur can't help but think it as he looks down at the girl beneath him. She isn't the same Amy from the dining hall or the one who quietly supports the team from the back line.
Her hair is a mess matted with sweat and dirt, her eyes rolled back showing white, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as drool runs down her chin mixing with the saliva from their kiss.
She looks ruined and she's never looked happier.
"Arthur— Arthur I can't hold it— I'm gonna—"
"Already? We just started this round."
"I c~can't— it's too much— I can't—"
Her voice breaks into a high-pitched moan as her walls clamp down on him and she screams out, her body twitching beneath him as along her inner thigh the four slowly morphs into a five.
Her thighs shake violently on either side of his hips while her hand is still pinned against the ground, her fingers crushing his as the orgasm rips through her.
Arthur feels the way her body seems to relax slightly beneath him, her muscles going slack for just a moment before the twitching starts again, her folds still massaging his cock even through the aftershocks as if her pussy doesn't know how to let go of him.
"No. We can't stop." Arthur's voice is steady even as her walls pulse around him. "I haven't come yet. My little public slut wouldn't give out on me, would she?"
Even through her hazy half-lidded eyes she looks up at Arthur and something in her face shifts, the exhaustion giving way to something hungrier.
"Pound me." She says it barely above a whisper. "Pound me. Pound me like the dirty slut I am. Please pound me—"
Amy begs for more and Arthur is inclined to agree. He doesn't stop even after she just came, sliding back into her soaked pussy as her folds stretch around him welcoming him back in.
Pat. Pat. Pat.
The sound of him echoes through the clearing mixing with Amy's broken moans as her oversensitive body twitches with every thrust, each one sending jolts through her that make her toes curl and her back arch off the ground.
"A~Arthur— you're going so d~deep—"
His cock slams against her womb over and over. Her legs tighten around his waist. Her heels dig into his back. The wet sounds of them together drown out everything else in the clearing.
"I'm— I'm c~coming again—"
"Cum for my slut. Cum like the good girl you are."
"I'M COMING!"
Amy screams and her body locks up beneath him, her walls clamping down so hard Arthur grits his teeth. Her back arches off the ground, her nails raking down his arms as she squirts against him soaking his thighs.
Arthur doesn't stop.
He keeps pounding through her orgasm, her pussy convulsing around his cock with every thrust as her broken screams fill the clearing. Her body goes limp beneath him but her folds keep pulling at him, milking him, begging him to finish.
"I'm filling you up."
He slams forward one last time burying himself to the hilt.
His cock twitches and ropes of cum flood her insides filling her up her womb.
"A~AHHH—"
Amy's eyes roll back feeling the heat spread through her womb. Another orgasm crashes into her stacking on top of the last, her hips bucking against him as her legs lock tight around his waist refusing to let him pull out.
Her fingers crush around his all while she squirms in his hold.
On her inner thigh the five burns away.
A six takes its place.
Arthur pulls out slowly. His cock leaves her with a wet pop as cum leaks from her stretched pussy trailing down her thighs and pooling on the ground beneath her.
He sits back and wipes his forehead.
Amy doesn't move or rather she can't as her body lays there in the grass twitching from the aftershocks, her chest rising and falling in shallow ragged breaths. Sweat and cum and dirt cover every inch of her. Her shirt is torn open. Her skirt bunched around her waist. Her hair matted against her face.
She looks destroyed.
And she's smiling.
"...six." She whispers it staring down at her thigh through half-lidded eyes. The number glows faintly against her skin.
Arthur looks at her for a long moment.
He reaches down and brushes a strand of matted hair from her face. Amy leans into his hand on instinct, her cheek pressing against his palm like a cat seeking warmth.
"Arthur..."
"Hm?"
"...can we do this again tomorrow?"
He laughs.
"We'll see."
Amy's eyes close as her breath slows down and Arthur pulls her into his chest. Leaning back the two leave the quiet sound of Hallowed Park settle over them.
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