No other man had stuck his cock inside her pussy or ass or mouth. I liked the thought of having a woman who belonged all to me and no one else. I’d never been so possessive before over a woman, but when it came to Sasha, I wanted her. I was going to own every part of her. Wrapping the fingers that had been teasing in her cream, I smeared my cock, getting it nice and slick and ready. I couldn’t wait to be balls deep inside her, and that was exactly where I was going. Nothing was going to stop me from taking what belonged to me.
“Sasha, baby, I’m going to enjoy every second of this.”
Sasha
This was it. He touched my clit, stroking over the tiny bundle of nerves, and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he shoved that large dick deep inside me. I wanted it; I was scared of it, but I wouldn’t stop it. I wished it wasn’t just about the money in exchange for sex. At that moment, I tried to believe that this was something more, that Felix was more than just the one night owner of my cherry.
He moved in close, and I closed my eyes.
The tip of his cock bumped against my clit, and I took a deep breath to ready myself for what was about to happen. It didn’t happen straight away. He caressed over my clit using his dick to do it.
“Relax, Sasha,” he said, stroking up to cup my tits. He played with my nipples, teasing the hard buds.
“Please, just fuck me,” I said. I couldn’t handle the wait much longer, and he was prolonging the sweet agony. I wanted to get fucked, and he was only teasing me. My body was on fire, and I was tired of waiting.
“Be careful what you ask for,” he said, leaning over me to whisper the words against my ear.
He aligned the tip of his cock against my entrance, and before I could even tense up, his hands tightened on my hips, and he slammed deep inside me, breaking through the cherished cherry, and claiming my cunt as his.
I cried out as he tore through my virginity, the pain shocking me at how intense it actually was.
“Fuck!”
I buried my face against the bed, holding onto the sheet for dear life. My pussy was so damn sore and stretched. Once he was at the hilt inside me, he gave me the grace to pause so that I could become accustomed to the feel of him inside me.
His cock pulsed. Taking a deep breath, I tried to focus on my breathing.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“Yes, it does.” I’d been honest to this point, why lie now?
Nothing was going to stop him from taking what he wanted.
I was what he wanted.
I couldn’t help but be aroused either.
Felix was a sexy, handsome, domineering man. I was really lucky with the man who had bought me.
He stroked my back, soothing out the tight muscles. Opening my eyes, I turned my head so that I could look at him behind me. His gaze was on me, and not where his cock was seated inside my body.
Felix didn’t say anything at first. He kept stroking my back, moving up and down, calming me down. The pain started to ebb away, and it was no longer painful, and for some strange reason, I didn’t want this to stop. I liked his tenderness and the way he touched me.
There was something sweet and tender to his caresses.
Unable to stop my reaction, I tightened my pussy around him, and licked my lips. “I’m ready.”
“Are you ready for all of me?” he asked.
I nodded.
“You didn’t cry.”
“I wasn’t holding onto my virginity for any important reason.”
“You’re a beautiful woman. There had to have been offers.”
“There were, but I wasn’t just going to sleep with some guy because he said some nice things, because I was tired of being a virgin, of not having anyone.”
He slapped my ass, causing me to yelp. Before I knew what was happening, he pulled out of me, flipped me over, and slid back inside. He captured my hands, pinning them above my head.
Felix pulled out of my pussy until only the tip remained and then slammed back inside me. “Don’t underestimate the power you have, Sasha. I don’t know your circumstances, but if you weren’t willing to part with your body for some kind words, I bet your situation was dire to make you sell it to a stranger.”
He was absolutely right.
7
Felix
I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted another woman, and as I looked at her, I knew this one night wouldn’t be enough. I could have said it was the heat of the moment, the tension, and the arousal, but there was something else. I’d felt it when I saw her on that stage, knew I needed her, wanted to possess every part of her. Just thinking of another man touching Sasha made this tightness in my gut intensify.