Naked before me is the culmination of years of longing. I never imagined I’d get to love Crosby, let alone have my feelings welcomed and reciprocated—forget about winning approval from her family.
But here we are.
I drop to my knees and slowly spread hers. She is glistening, her body primed, swollen and pink. Lowering my face between her legs, I lick, and Crosby moans. I devour, and Crosby writhes. She isn’t shy; her hips seem to move of their own accord. When I pinch her nipples, her back arches into a seraphic bow. When she’s close, I slide three fingers inside her and massage her G-spot. I want her to come hard on my hand before I slide my length inside her. Hurting her will hurt my heart. If she associates this pain with my love, I want it to be meaningful and worth remembering. With three fingers pumping inside her, I let my thumb graze her clit and my pinkie, her asshole. When I increase the tempo, her breasts bounce with the rhythm as I finger-fuck her. She is draped over the chair, her slender, graceful body the most erotic sight I’ve ever witnessed in my life.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Before she comes, I yank her back on the chair, her face glassy-eyed and docile from chasing the orgasm. I undo my pants and free my erection. Lust sits heavy in my belly like a dead weight, and my balls clench tightly as Crosby delicately caresses the girth in her hands. When she wraps her lips around the tip and lowers her head down, swallowing the length, I grab the base of my shaft to keep from coming down her throat. I move in and out of her hot mouth as she bobs her head. In the fading golden light of dusk, she is an apparition of the divine. I yank her head back and peer into her faraway eyes.
“Are you ready? Are you sure you want this? What you’re about to give me can only be given once. You can’t take it back. I’ll hold that part of you forever.”
Crosby throws her arms around my neck and kisses me with loving abandon. I kiss her back, feeling like this has been fated—forever destined. Though I love Asa with all my heart, I’m about to break the only promise he ever asked of me. Any guilt that shadows my mind is replaced with righteousness because I know in my heart that I’ll take her innocence with more love than any other possibly could. No one loves Crosby like I do. No one ever could.
With one hand to steady her hips, I guide myself inside her virgin pussy. She’s slick with thick desire, but I go slowly, pushing past the clenching muscles.
“Breathe, Crosby. Relax.” She seems transfixed, staring off past my shoulder into the fireworks of the setting sun. “If you breathe, we can work past the pain.”
I slide all the way home, and her body seizes in response to the burn of the tearing her hymen. Keeping myself still inside her, I kiss her swollen lips and suck her nipples alternately until, on her own, she begins to slowly rotate her hips. Her soft whimpers and moans are enough to make me blow my load without even fucking into her. The way she looks at me, with so much trust and longing in her eyes, pulverizes my heart. This moment with Crosby was worth waiting a lifetime for.
She’s so tight, and yet her hungry muscles still milk my dick. At this rate, I’ll last three minutes saddled in bliss. I feel Crosby’s nails dig into the back of my biceps, signaling she’s close. I’ve seen her come before but never while inside of her, never looking into her eyes. I take her delicate hand and place it between us so that her fingertips apply the slightest pressure to her clit as I pump away inside of her. Her moans tell me she’s coming apart, and when she throws her head back, I suck one of her pebbled nipples into my mouth. Watching her unravel underneath me as I thrust is magnificent. She clenches down on my dick with her muscles and cries out in ecstasy. I fuck my cock into her as her body trembles and her pussy pulsates around me, her spine is arched up from the chair in a gorgeous curve, as if her body is leaning into my desire, chasing mine. Then my balls clench tight, my cock goes hard enough to feel supernatural, and I’m coming apart inside her. I love knowing I’m the first man to ever touch her like this, make her feel this all-consuming arousal. I burst inside of Crosby until my head is spinning from the most intense orgasm of my life. Our chemistry together is explosive, and we tumble to the ground, wrapped in one another’s limbs, scared to separate, spent beyond functioning, and speechless from the dynamite that detonates when we come together.