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In one motion I slide all my thick, pulsing inches inside her, my vision blurring as my heart rate soars to unhealthy levels causing me to damn near pass out.
"Frank," she moans. "Oh fuck, you're so big."
"Breathe," I instruct, as I slowly slide my dick out of her, the combination of her expanded walls and my razor-thin foreskin creating the kind of friction that has my balls already pulling up.
"Not. Sure. How. Long I can last," I grit out, my molars grinding as a bead of sweat falls from my head, landing on the small of her back and quickly dripping down the crack of her ass.
My fingers dig into her hips as I make my second thrust slow and deliberate, taking in the sensation of possessing her body just as she's possessed every damn part of my existence.
"Don't be afraid to let loose. I know you want to," she says, giving me the permission I need to change gears. But I still need to be careful. I'm not about to do what I want just because she's co-signing it. Her body is a temple that I will worship for the rest of my days. I need to show restraint...as best I can. If I hurt her, especially during sex, and our first sexual experience at that, I'd rip the ground right open and throw myself into hell, which wouldn't be enough punishment to suit the crime. Nothing would, when it comes to harming my angel.
Slowly I build a rhythm, claiming her with long, deep strokes as I make sure she's open enough for me. Once I'm sliding in and out with more ease my restraint starts to fly out the window, and I pick up the pace, going in almost all the way as I pummel her like a piston, building speed as the bed starts to shake wildly.
The pole she's holding rocks back and forth like the mast of a sailboat in a storm. My veins bulge, muscles flexing as a pain so good washes over me, threatening to unleash the pressure in my balls inside my one-of-a-kind beauty.
"I need you to come," I tell her, trying to give her time to pop before I do.
"I...I'm right there, but something is holding me back."
"Beautiful, you listen to me and you listen good. You have the right to come like a fucking rainstorm and to not be silent while you do it either. Any moans you use can and will set me off, so you first. Do you understand what Officer Friday's told you?"
Having no idea how the Miranda Rights which are damn near imprinted on my brain mix with the moment I just go with it, but it works and that's all that matters. Her happiness.
"Yes, officer. I...I...I understand that it's time to...oh, shit. Oh, fuck! To come!" she cries out, her body lurching forward as she steadies the side of her face against the back of her hand which is white-knuckle gripping the post.
Her hips gyrate uncontrollably as her walls close around me. I push my hips forward one last time, groaning brokenly as she unleashes her cream on my cock, setting me off into my own pleasure vortex.
Everything goes dark, I feel like I'm falling into a pit one second, weightless, and then soaring the next.
My body shakes like a tremor as my canon cocks back and then springs forward, shooting a massive load of spunk inside her, plastering her womb with my baby batter as my hips kick, reload, and overrun the grip of her pussy, spraying her insides with a second round and then a third.
I fall sideways, barely able to breathe as I take her body down with me.
Landing on my back on the bed, her directly on top of me, my arms wrap around her waist as my dick is still wedged deep inside her.
Our bodies kick a few more times, my left foot shaking and her right arm doing the same, until finally, we are both still.
"What the hell just happened?" she asks, rubbing the back of her hand over her forehead.
"You just became mine. Forever."
She rolls sideways and I do the same, spooning her with my cock taking its time deflating back to 'regular' size. I'm still eighty percent hard even after a full minute has passed, my body, my mind, every part of me still unable to believe I'm the one to make her mine. That I'm inside this perfect creature, and still hard enough to fuck again, even though I just unloaded what I thought was everything inside me.
My body has other plans, not ready to stop, needing to keep going until there's no chance she's not pregnant with my child.
But something tells me what just happened between us was more than enough. I'm no expert on baby-making, having never needed that kind of knowledge before her, but I'll bet nine months from now I'm a dad. Something about this is just so right, so perfect...like the sleep we doze off into right where we both belong.
Her in my arms. Forever.
