She shoots me a look. “It means don’t you dare stop.”
“Are you sure you can take it?” I ask fiercely. “You have to be sure.”
“Y-yes,” she moans. “It’s all I want.You’reall I want. F-f-firsttime.”
I’m stroking my shaft up and down her pussy, teasing her.
“First time,” I agree huskily, then slip back into her.
She wraps her arms around me as I lean forward, laying my body against hers, feeling her breasts brush against me as I thrust in and out.
She lies there with her tight, boiling pussy that was made for me…moving with me, but like she’s not sure if she’s doing it right.
Her horny-as-fuck body is telling her what to do, though.
She begins to rock with me, grinding down as I slip in.
“That’s it,” I groan in her ear, feeling her pussy flutter around my cock, like she’s slowly getting used to my size.
“Am I…doing it…right,” she gasps.
“Yes, yes,yes,” I roar as the bed begins to whine beneath us.
I’m not sure how much time passes as we fuck like animals, her pussy wrapping tight around my cock then letting go, just a little, as though her sweet young sex is beating in time with her pleasure.
I snarl like the beast I am, the beast she makes me.
Rearing back, I stare down at her breasts again, hypnotized as they bounce with each thrust.
I’m pounding her right to the base now, firing all the way in, my shaft tingling as much as my helm, my whole length alight, my seed begging to be set free.
“Hmm.” Her hands smooth across her breasts, and she tilts her head as if asking me if she’s doing it right. “That…feels…oh….”
“Keep rubbing those tits,” I snarl. “Play with your nipples for me.”
Fuck.
She does as she’s told, gently taking the tips of her nipples and tweaking them as I pound her.
I gaze down, unable to look away, at the fullness of her breasts rippling each time I thrust into her, at the sweet ripe redness of her innocent no-longer-virgin tits.
“Yes, yes,” she cries, her hands flying, clawing at the sheets like she can’t concentrate on what I told her.
But it doesn’t matter, not when her body is shuddering like this for me. Not when bombs of lust are going off inside of her.
Her pussy’s squeezing me tighter, making me think she’s close.
I can’t stop.
My speed picks up, my hips moving like a machine, thundering in and out of her sopping hole until the bed starts to whine and creak. My come tries to rush up my rock-hard shaft, right to the tip, but I bite down and do my best to force it back.
She’s so. Damn. Sexy.
“You better come on that dick soon,” I snap. “You better cream for me. Can you do that, Lucy? Can you cream for me?”
“S-soon,” she whimpers. “I think.”
“Just keep bouncing like that baby.”