Without any hesitation, he lines his huge head up with my dark star and I literally shriek with anxiety.
“You’re too big! I can’t!”
But Max merely notches his glans into my back door and begins to press.
“You can, sweetheart,” he growls. “You’re going to be fine. Now strain like you’re going to the bathroom. Push out against me, honey.”
OMG, this is so wrong and so dirty! But I do as he instructs, and then with an audible pop, my sphincter opens and Max slides inside. I glance down at where we’re joined, and it’s so dirty. A huge shaft is buried in my bottom and to my surprise, my pussy goes even wetter, the juices trailing down to cover where he enters me.
“That a girl,” he growls, watching with avid eyes. “Fuck you’re so sexy.”
Then the bottom-banging begins. I never thought I was the girl for this kind of love, but with Max Wyndham, everything seems to be different. He fills my bottom chamber in a way that’s just so good, and soon, my eyes are rolling up in the back of my head with ecstasy.
“Unnnh!” I moan deliriously. “Oh fuck, Uncle Max! It’s coming!”
But it’s too late because the tornado surges over me, and suddenly I let out a high-pitched scream. Tremors shake my body and surges wrack my pussy and asshole, squeezing him tight. Max’s blue eyes flare as his hardness enlarges, and then he pushes forward once more before erupting in my forbidden place.
“Fuck baby!” he roars. “Oh SHIT!”
It’s so good as we both fly with the wind, sparkling in the Heavens as pure pleasure wracks my soul. I’ve done this before with other men, but it’s never been like this. It’s never been so filthy, nor so delicious at once, and tears spring to my eyes as I shudder in his arms.
After a while, we drift back to Earth and I let out a ragged exhale.
“You okay honey?” he murmurs against my cheek, his breath warm. “I didn’t go too far, did I?”
I give him an experimental squeeze, making him moan, and then giggle.
“No, I liked it, Uncle Max,” I say shyly. “It’s the first time that I’ve come from being taken like that.”
“Oh really?” he asks, pulling away to look at me.
“Well yes,” I admit in a small voice. “I mean, I’ve done it before but it never felt so good. I love having you in me like this,” I say with another teasing squeeze of my bottom.
With that, Max growls and seizes my lips as we embark on another round of hedonistic lovemaking. After all, I trust this man. He may be my dad’s best friend, but it only makes things better. The taboo aspect titillates me, and I only hope that Max feels the same.
9
Rachel
The last couple of days at the cottage have been unbelievable. Honestly, I never knew that sex could be like this. My friends would rhapsodize about it for hours, but I was always confused because sure, sex was okay, but it wasn’t ah-maz-ing or anything. But now, I understand everything they’ve ever had to say about it.
After all, Max is tender, filthy, and commanding all at once. The morning after our first time together, we woke up wrapped around each other in a mess of tangled limbs. Honestly, I was a bit shocked because while I’ve spent the night with other men, we didn’t really touch when we slept. Instead, we’d migrate to opposite sides of the bed and stake our own territories.
But with Max, it’s different. Our limbs were completely intertwined, and my head rested on that big bronzed chest. Even more, each morning he wakes me with a heated kiss and then flips me over before stroking between my legs to get me ready. Then, you guessed it … another session of passionate lovemaking ensues, and it’s often ten or eleven before we even leave the bedroom.
This morning hasn’t been much different. After making love, Max got up with a grin, his body glistening like a Greek god.
“Off for a shower?” I ask impishly. “Do you want me to join you?”
“Not today, sweetheart, although if you want me to clean you later, I’m more than game,” he said, dipping his head to drop a kiss on my mouth. “I’m going to go for a run this morning, so I’ll be back soon, okay? Don’t hold up breakfast for me.”
I giggled as he slipped into gym shorts and running shoes before flashing my breasts at the alpha male, trying to tempt him with my pink nipples.
“You sure you want to go running?” I teased, corkscrewing off a stiff tip. “I might get lonely, Uncle Max.”
Those blue eyes flared, but he merely kissed one hard pink crest before growling, “You’re going to be the death of me, baby girl. But keep that thought because I’ll be back in a flash.” Then he disappeared, although I could see the beginnings of hard wood in his shorts.