She calls out his name

This was when I was in my teens. We had been out for a drink with a group of mates and she was a little tipsy. As usual she had been flirting with a mate of ours, mucking about. We got home and she was as horny as hell - clothes straight off and into bed. She was incredibly wet as already - she obviously didn't feel like much foreplay as she pulled my in between her legs and guided my cock into her dripping pussy. I was holding her legs up wide apart kneeling n between her legs as she liked and pounding away. She was coming closer to orgasm and as she came she called out my mates name, her pussy pulsing around my cock milking me. As she did, she opened her eyes in shock and looked at me. A mix of emotions ran through my head in a second - shock, jealousy, anger and raw pure lust. Those thoughts together with her pulsing pussy drove me over the edge, I rammed her up the bed with my final stroke before emptying what seemed to be an endless flow of cum inside her pussy. She began to talk to me but I hadn't finished, still rock hard, and began to fuck her again, hard. The bed was soaked with our combined juices. I carried on for what seemed like forever, bringing her to a second orgasm then dribbling out a small amount of what was left in my balls.

What a night