Until now, anyway.
Donald knows exactly how to touch me, and soon I’m purring like a fucking cat. He strokes me, edging me closer and closer to an orgasm. It’s one I desperately want, too. Just when I’m so close I can almost taste it, he moves his hands away. I let out a soft cry of protest, but I don’t need to worry. He’s got other plans in mind.
“Natalie, you’re so fucking wet, baby. So sexy. I want you to come for me, pretty girl. Come all over my face. Come for me, Natalie. Come. Now.”
He licks me, sucking my clit into his mouth, and it’s the most insane feeling I’ve ever experienced.
And that’s it.
Just like that, I’m flying, and Donald is here to guide me as I soar and to catch me as I land. His hands don’t stop as I cry out, completely oblivious of everything arou
nd me except for his mouth on me. In this moment, my entire world is perfect, and I have no worries or fears.
And then I open my eyes.
He’s staring up at me, smiling.
“What?” I whisper, fighting my own grin. I reach for his hair and tousle it playfully. “What are you smiling about, Donald?”
“You look so damn beautiful when you come, Natalie. Do you know that?”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah,” he gets to his feet. “That’s right.”
Donald lifts me and places me on the bed. Then he quickly takes off his clothes and joins me. I’ve seen him naked plenty of times, but right now, it’s different. Right now, I can actually look at him and touch him and play with him. Right now, I can explore him with my mouth and my body. Most of the time, I’m sneaking sideways glances at him while I try not to be too overly creepy or stalkerish, but right now? Right now, I can just take my time and play with him as he plays with me, too.
We’re both so aroused that I know once he’s inside of me, he’s not going to last long. I feel another orgasm growing inside of me, too. Heat warms my belly as he kisses me, stroking my body, and playing with my breasts. Soon, I can’t wait any longer, though. Soon, I’m ready.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Be specific, pretty human.”
“Donald,” I whine.
“What is it, baby?” He kisses me. “Tell me what my pretty girl needs.”
“Fuck me,” I tell him, and this time, he doesn’t laugh.
This time, he doesn’t hold back.
This time, he climbs over me, pushes my legs apart with his knee, and slides his cock inside of me in one quick, sharp thrust. I groan at the intrusion, but it doesn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. I’m completely wet, so I’m sure that helps, but the absence of pain both surprises and delights me.
He stills for a moment. “Are you doing okay?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, baby, and I’ll go slow.”
“It feels so good, Donald,” I whisper. “I feel so full.”
“Your pussy is fucking tight, Natalie. Fuck. I’m not going to last long, baby.”
I wiggle beneath him and reach for his ass, pulling him closer to me, forcing him deeper inside of me. He groans, but he doesn’t stop. Instead, Donald reaches down between us and begins to rub his fingers over me softly once more.
And then I come apart beneath his touch.
I’ve had orgasms before.