I can feel his lust in his tongue as he licks me, and within seconds, I realize I’m about to have the most incredible orgasm of my life, and there’s nothing to do but hang on and enjoy the ride.
6
Caleb
I couldn’t help myself. She’s just too sexy and wasn’t listening to me tell her about the cars anyway. My cock may be aching for her pussy, but with my face buried in her ass, her juices spilling down my chin, I’m in fucking heaven.
“Caleb!” she moans, her voice sweeter than the sweetest candy. “I—I think I’m going to…”
If my tongue wasn’t so preoccupied, I’d tell her to come for me. Instead, I spank her ass hard and send her over the edge. She doesn’t speak; she just comes hard. Her body shakes, and she presses back against my tongue. I hold it there, gently rocking my fingers inside her until she starts to come down. Only then do I pull back.
Her gasps are music to my ears. I gently kiss the inside of her thighs before getting to my feet. There’s no denying it now – my cock is throbbing so hard it hurts. My balls are tight with the load I was dying to give her yesterday. She’s still shaking as I turn her around and guide her to her knees.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” I ask. Flustered, her eyes distant, Desiree brushes her hair from her face. Yeah, I really did a number on her. She’s going to need a minute to recover, but in the meantime, she can do something for me.
I unzip my pants and pull out my hard cock, already dripping with pre-cum. She’s still in a post-orgasmic daze, but her eyes go wide when she sees it. I grin as she reaches out and takes hold of it, her fingers barely able to grip my thick shaft. The sensation hits me like a bat to the head and my core goes tight. I start to thrust gently in her grip.
Like the kiss, I can tell she’s inexperienced. Some men would find that a turn-off, but not me. I wait until her eyes meet mine and then I ask her.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” I see a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes but act quickly and shake my head. “No. Don’t be embarrassed, gorgeous. I couldn’t be happier.”
“You…you couldn’t?” she asks.
“It just means I get to claim you as mine,” I reply. “I’m going to stretch that delicate pussy over this hard cock and make you come so hard you’ll never want another man to touch you.”
Desiree’s eyes dart away from me and then back again. “I…I already don’t.”
That’s just what I wanted to hear.
I thought I’d be able to hold out long enough to let her suck my dick, but I can’t. I have to be inside her now.
I grab her by the hips and lift her onto the hood of the Lambo. For a second, I think about pulling her panties off, but they look so sexy pulled to the side that I leave them on. Her pretty pussy is wet and pink and ready for me. She’s nicely trimmed but not bare, which makes my cock throb even harder. It just means she has no one to shave for.
I lean down and position myself and press the tip of my cock against her hole. She’s glistening with arousal, but she’s going to be tight. I take a deep breath and look into her eyes.
“I’ll go slow,” I tell her. “But this might hurt a little.”
She nods and I push.
I feel her hole open to accept my tip and see a slight look of pain come over her face. The feeling of her pussy inflames me, and I tug her shirt up over her tits, lean down and bury my face between them.
“Caleb…” she moans. I slide deeper inside.
The walls of her virgin pussy stretch around my cock as I penetrate her and claim her. Her scent, orange and chocolate, has me drooling as I go deeper. When I finally bottom out inside her, we both groan in unison.
“Fuck, your pussy is tight,” I growl. I won’t be able to hold out long this time. I already want to pump my load deep inside her, and I’ve just barely started fucking her. The fact that I’m the only man alive who has felt how incredible she feels is almost too much for me to bear.
“You’re so big…” she whispers back.
I kiss up her chest to her neck as I start fucking her. Long, slow, deliberate strokes are all I can handle. I’ll fuck her like an animal later, but for now, this is all I can take. Her pussy is just too tight, and every thrust feels like I’m about to explode. I have to literally grab my thigh and dig my nails in to distract me from coming.
Our lips meet, and she throws her arms around me. I move faster. Her breasts are soft and firm and young against my chest. It occurs to me that I don’t even know how old she is, so I break our kiss and ask her.
“How old are you?”
She seems shy as she answers. “Eight…eighteen…” I must not react quickly enough, because she actually apologizes. “I—I’m sorry—”
“Don’t be,” I tell her, caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. “You are absolutely perfect.”