“Make me yours.”
Without warning, he pushes his hips forward and slowly sinks inside my dripping wet pussy. My stomach clenches and my forearms shake as he guides his hips back so slowly that the progress is barely visible.
Shock takes hold as I can’t believe this is happening. I’m no longer an innocent girl. This mafia man has turned me into a woman, me giving him my virginity just as much as he is taking it.
Without time to process it any further, he’s back inside me again. This time I feel a little pop, but the pain itself is less.
Continuing to move slowly he works himself in and out of me, our bodies joined as one as my sensitive walls stretch to accommodate him, feeling what I swear is his heartbeat in his dick as all his blood pumps to his groin, continuing to thoroughly take my virginity as he leaves no question as to who I belong to.
Reveling in the fact that I no longer have my V-card, my facial features which are currently screwed up tight with a slight wince as I accept his oversized gift start to soften into a smile, happy in my decision of the man I’ve chosen to be with and what the future holds for us.
No regrets whatsoever.
"You can go faster,” I challenge him, wanting to feel the unleashed power he’s still holding back, yet to let loose from his thick muscles and the power behind them.
Tony gives me his eyes and a smirk of his own and immediately the speed increases.
I've always imagined what sex would be like but I never thought that it would feel this good, especially not the first time. I feel stuffed in the best of ways. Every time his hips pull back I immediately long for them to thrust forward, filling me all over again. And when he’s back in, I lose my mind. In and out he goes, mixing his speeds between slow and fast.
He runs his fingers through my hair causing my eyes to shut and a moan to slide from my lips. It feels a little strange to be so vulnerable despite everything that’s happened thus far. Those walls should be long gone, the novelty of having sex should be dissipating. But it’s not. I’m still having an out-of-body experience where I can’t believe what’s happening. I feel every little thing from the prickliness of his pubic hair against my pussy to the bed shifting with us.
I don’t want this to end. If I could have sex with Tony for eternity I would, my back is on a cloud. I’m being whisked away through a different world altogether. Going back to the whole expectations of what sex feels like, I knew it would be good, but I had no idea that it would be this good. It feels like my pussy is being stuffed but in the best of ways. I know this isn’t really happening but it feels like his dick is in my stomach. I can’t tell if that’s because he’s big or because that’s just how sex feels.
I look at Tony while he’s riding me. His eyes are closed and his face is a mask of pleasure. The way that his jaw is resting against me like he’s trying to crack me open like a nut or something turns me on even more. I’m not the type of girl to be into all that submissive stuff that you see in raunchy movies, but I do like the feeling of being taken by him. He’s a giant of a man in real life, but in the bedroom he’s a God of a man.
While he’s fucking me, he takes one of his hands and places it on my tits, almost like he’s holding it in place. His palm lands flat on my hard nipple. His fingers take over and give the thing a little squeeze all while he’s thrusting in and out of me. His ability to multitask like that at this moment is both impressive and attractive. These little things are driving me crazy and bringing me close to climaxing with each one.
There’s just something about watching Tony have his way with me that makes my pussy grow tighter and wetter by the second. I’m definitely learning something about myself in terms of what turns me on.
It’s all starting to become too much for me and I’m not going to be able to stop myself. The tightness in my pussy is racing toward its peak. I give Tony my eyes and hope that he opens his for a second. I don’t know, I just want to look at him while I climax. I don’t want this part of my first time to feel impersonal in any way. I want to climax with a connection to Tony. I want to remember this little aspect of things. And I want him to want it too, without being asked.
Luckily for me, he opens his eyes the second that I look at him and I see something different in his gaze. I see a man who is going to finish just as I am. This riles me up even more and makes my pussy throb tenfold.
Then it happens.
My hands go to his back, my nails digging into his flesh. My legs wrap around his torso to bring his cock even further into me. My mouth opens wide, my eyes squeeze tight even though I don’t want them to.
Summoning everything I can I override my body, forcing my eyes open as I catch his gaze locked on mine as he tumbles over the edge of the cliff, into the abyss with me.
Our bodies are a twisted mess of sweat, pheromones, and a musky scent that masks where one of us ends and the other begins. Connected, now and forever.
My body spasms and jerks just as Tony’s does the same as we sputter to a complete finish in unison, after an absolute explosion together just seconds earlier.
Collapsing next to each other we go boneless, he pulls out and lays next to me.
In that moment, I first realize he’s finished inside of me. I knew he would, but the reality of it actually happening and not just being words of warning takes hold.
His juices are all up inside of me somewhere. I tell myself that there’s no way that I could get pregnant on the first try. I was a virgin a few minutes ago. There’s absolutely no way that you could just stick your dick in me for the first time once and make that happen. The concern is there but there’s not much of it. Strangely enough, I almost welcome what would happen if I did, but my thoughts just drift off elsewhere as my mind goes blank and I let what just happened fully sink in, absorbing this earth-shattering experience as I snuggle up to this big bear of a man who just took my innocence. That’s the moment I’m reveling in. I started out terrified of this big, grumpy, Italian mafioso. And now I’m lying in his arms after being absolutely owned by him.
Life is a complicated thing and it’s going to most certainly get more complicated. But at this moment, I’m going to ignore all that.
I'm going to enjoy Tony and not think of anything otherwise. If and when it comes time for the shit to hit the fan, then so be it. I’ll deal with it then.
I’ll be ready and waiting…I hope.
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