She tasted like fucking heaven. My own personal pussy heaven.
With one final suck of her clit against my tongue, I felt her walls tighten around my finger. She came hard and strong, roaring out my name as her body twisted up and off the bed, but I held her down. The walls of her pussy throbbed against my fingers, and she bucked and writhed, but I kept up, never slowing until I felt her body recoil and her voice break.
Her sweet cunt was so sensitive in that moment, the pleasure became pain and it only made me harder knowing I’d taken her to this point and it would be my choice to bring her back.
I withdrew, just far enough to wipe her webbed pussy juices on her thigh, and then nuzzled my chin into the flesh between her openings. “You’re a fucking goddess.”
“Oh, sweet lord above,” she panted. “What just happened?”
As she came back to earth, I licked her clean, savoring her taste.
She was perfect.
Before she caught her breath, she was reaching for my cock. I growled with the pleasure of her touch as she explored my balls. Her tentative explorations made me wilder.
I reached down to surround her hand in mine, showing her how hard to work them. She was a quick fucking study, too, and soon enough I felt a trickle of pre-cum spill from my cock, only to have her wipe it clean with her thumb.
“Such a fucking good girl. Taste it, never waste it…”
She did as I instructed, bringing her thumb to her lips and I nearly spilled my load as she signed as her tongue darted out to sweep the liquid from her digit and smiled at me like a minx.
“Yummy. I didn’t know it was something done. Mouths and such.”
“Now you know. You will only know this with me Sara. Do you understand?” She nodded as she stroked me, placing her chin against the muscles of my abdomen. I dragged my thumb down her soft, wet lips. “Tell me what you want,” I murmured.
“I want you to be…” She stammered. “I want you...and me…” Her breath caught in her throat. “I don’t even know the right words.”
I pressws my thumb to her lips, hard enough to let her feel my impatience. “Just say what you feel.”
“I want you to be one with me. I want to know you…that way.”
I cupped my hand around hers as she encircled my cock, making her grip me tighter. “You want me inside you.”
“Yes,” she gasped. “I want you inside me.”
About fucking time.
How many hours had it been since I’d set my eyes upon her in town? And yet, the waiting had felt like years. The knowing had felt like decades. In a matter of hours, this girl had entwined herself with me in a way I’d never thought possible. In a way I could never undo.
Reaching around, I arranged the pillows behind her head and laid her down on the bed. Beneath my palm, I felt her heart racing, her skin turning from warm to hot.
Her eyes were wide with fear and uncertainty yet glazed with lust, driving me goddamned crazy. I wanted to pump my seed into her and wipe that innocence right off her face.
I wanted to see her wild, bold. I placed my knees on the mattress and spread her legs around me, then lined up the tip of my dick at the slick opening of her tight little dripping cunt, happy that we’d already prepared it for what was to come.
“Who do you belong to?” I managed, through gritted teeth.
Her mouth opened and the sweetest words drifted from her full lips. “I belong to you. Make me yours…”
“Oh, I will. And your virgin blood on my cock will be the proof.”
Sara
His hands and lips were magic.
The pressure of his cock had me seeing stars and muttering curses I’d only heard in scattered, bawdy conversation.
He was impossibly thick, and I winced and moaned as he pushed inside me. I’d tried touching myself before, able to press a fingertip inside myself, but his manhood was no finger. He whispered encouragements, kissing me, holding my gaze, but still I was unable to open up to him.
“Sara. Baby. You’re doing great. Such a tight, sweet girl. But my cock is hungry, baby, it wants in and it’s not going to give up. I think if you don’t let him inside soon he might just tear you to pieces.”
I nodded as he bent and sucked on my nipple, making me arch and moan. His hands caressed my body, the scratch of his beard sent tingles through my core and finally I opened to welcome him.
The feeling as his cock entered me was like nothing else. Heavy, full, uncomfortable and painful and wonderful all at once. The friction when he started to move sent jolts of pure pleasure zinging to my brain, making me forget the pain as I moved with him, against him, the two of us starting to meld into one.