“Are you really a virgin?”
“I said so, didn’t I?”
She nods, pulling my cock from my boxers and gripping it with her fingers. When she runs her fingertips along the shaft, I feel the tingle of her touch along every inch, making me close my eyes against the urge to cover her in my cum right here and now. “It just seems so unlikely. I’m sure you could have any girl you wanted.”
“I never wanted anyone else, sweet treat.” I tilt her chin so that she’s looking into my face. “The only girl I want is you.”
With that, I put my hands on her shoulders and push her back down onto the bed, tilting her back and running my eager cock through her slick heat. Propping myself on my arms, as if I’m doing push-ups, I kiss her tits, her chin, her nose, then stare into her face while she smiles up.
“Are you ready for me?”
She nods. “Mmm hmm. I want to feel you.”
She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her and lifting her ass at the same time. I feel her opening against my cock, teasing me, and I can’t hold back any longer. Holding her firmly in place, I tilt my hips forward, putting the head of my cock against her pussy and her mouth drops open.
“It’s…”
I nod. “Big. I know. But you’ll stretch to fit it, baby. And once I’m inside it will feel good, I promise.”
Kissing her hard, I thrust my hips, letting my cock slide through the moisture at her opening. The underside rasps along her labia and she moans into our kiss as my balls come into contact, dick resting on her mound.
“Relax, baby,” I tell her as I reach down, gripping my shaft in one hand and spreading her natural lube all over. I slide my fingers along her lips for more lubrication, then spread it over my cock. “We can do this,” I say, meeting her eyes, and we both begin to laugh.
“I want you,” she whispers, and I lean forward again, kissing her chin, her proffered throat.
“I want you too, Safi.”
When I rock my hips again, drawing my shaft back, she stills, holding her breath, and we both know what’s coming. In a gentle thrust, I press the head of my cock to her tight slit, feeling the resistance like a solid wall.
“Relax, baby,” I tell her, meeting her eyes, and she nods.
When I finally slide inside, it’s so tight I start to see stars. I grunt with the effort as Safi moans and wriggles. I can only enter a short way before her muscles block me, but as she moves she naturally opens up, and with careful movement of my hips I’m able to maneuver further, further. I cut off her gasp with my lips and draw back, then thrust forward harder and drive my way in. My first experience of a woman’s pussy, and I’m glad I waited for her. She’s perfect, playful, forgiving. Her groans and gasps tell me it’s not comfortable yet, but the sweat beading on every inch of her body tells me she’s enjoying herself just as much as me.
As I move forward and back, I’m memorizing every bump and ridge. I whisper words of encouragement as we move together, our bodies becoming one. Gripping her beneath me, I hold her steady as she tries to undulate, thrusting still, driving deeper, listening to the shift of her breathing from slow moans and deep breaths to quick gasps and low mewls of pleasure mixed with pain. I know we’ll be making a mess of the sheets. Her virgin blood, our bodily fluids.
I don’t care.
As my cock is sheathed by her, I start to find my rhythm, knowing this is my home. This is where I belong. There is nothing between us. Nothing to stop my seed when it’s released. It’s the way it needs to be, the way we both want it. The thought that tonight I might bind her to me in more ways than one drives me wild.
“No other man will ever experience what I’m feeling right now, Safi. And no other woman will ever be where you are. This is us, forever. We’re bound to each other now, you understand that? Your pussy is mine to protect and love, and I’ll bring it every pleasure. My cock is yours to take care of, for the rest of our lives.”
She leans forward and kisses me absently, holding onto my lips for strength as she pants and sweats, hips shifting, raising her legs to wrap around my waist and force me deeper inside her body. Tears leak from the corners of her eyes, and I hate that this hurts her but I know it’s what we both want. She grips my neck, nails scoring my flesh, and I don’t even try to force her away. She needs this. I am her raft in the chaos storm of extreme pleasure, and I know that any pain she gives me is nothing compared to what she’s enduring on our behalf.