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I push her legs apart and look at what is mine.
Her pink opening looks small and innocent as it drips out sweet nectar for me. A rush of possessive heat fills my gut. This is all for me and only me. I look over every inch of her. No other man shall touch this.
“Fuck, you look so hot when you are spread open. I want you always like this. Open for me. Every fucking day for the rest of your life.”
She flushes with a mixture of sexual excitement and embarrassment and it’s just adorable.
I let my hand brush her swollen clit and she gasps. She’s so goddamn responsive it blows my mind. The only other time I’ve dry humped a woman to climax was with the cleaner at the correction center. I was thirteen and she was my first. We did it in the broom cupboard. She smelt of bleach and body odor, but I came in my pants. Since then, I have made many women cum in my lifetime, but this time, with this woman everything is completely different.
“You’re my dirty girl, aren’t you?”
She bites her bottom lip and nods, and I fucking ache to sink into that wet slit. It’s killing me to wait to feel her innocent little cunt wrap around my cock, but I hold back. I’m going to take my time. I’m going to eat her sweet pussy until she sees heaven. I rub her clit in circles and her hips rise off the bed impatiently. I feel it building in both our bodies, the urge to fuck until we are without skin; one animal.
She moans with pleasure when I push a thick finger into her opening. She’s so goddamn tight, I’ll have to break her in slowly. My cock needs to be able to fit in there. I plunge my thumb into her pussy and watch her eyes widen. Her pussy walls pulse and contract around my thumb. I thrust it in and out and she starts to writhe with pleasure. I use my two fingers on either side of her clit and begin a sawing motion. Her legs start to tense up.
“You like that, baby?” I ask.
“Yes,” she groans as she starts riding my hand.
“You want my cock in you?” In fact, my cock wants to go in bare, and my balls hurt to empty my seed in her.
“Yes,” she screams as she comes. I watch her face clench, her body arch like a bow, her thighs quiver, her mouth open in amazement as she goes over.
I wait for her to come back. She opens her eyes. Her skin is flushed and glowing. I push two fingers into her while she is relaxed and not expecting it. I bring my fingers coated with her sticky honey and slip it into my mouth. Just as I guessed, she tastes like heaven.
“Oh,” she exclaims, surprised.
I dip my fingers into her tight channel again then hold them in front of her mouth. “Taste yourself.”
She opens her mouth and, extending a pink tongue, licks my fingers clean. Just like a little cat. My cock twitches at the sight. I slip my fingers into her mouth and she sucks them. I can climax just looking at that.
I suck on her pussy lips, one fat one at a time, luxuriating in the silky feel and taste of them in my mouth. Then, I move down to her slit and lap hungrily at the juices pouring down for a few minutes.
Her hips are rocking desperately, pleading for release so I plunge a finger into her pussy and return my mouth to her clit, and suck on it once more. It hardens in my mouth even as the muscles in her pussy grow tight around my fingers. I know she isn’t far from coming, but when she does, it is even more intense than the two before.
Her virgin cunt clenches my fingers tightly, gripping me like a vice, and her eyes flutter shut as her orgasm hits her. This one is a full-body reaction, and I feel a little proud to have drawn it out of her.
Fisting my cock in my hand, I press the tip to her wet opening, and slide against her in a teasing motion. Instead of pushing into her heat, I slide away.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you want to?” she whispers, her eyes glazed.
“Don’t worry, I’m going to fuck you all right, I just don’t want to tear you.”
I push into her tightness. She lets out a mewling sound and for a few seconds her muscles fight back, but she’s so fucking wet my cock tunnels through, and my thickness fills her little cunt. Her mouth opens in a soundless cry.
“It’s okay. It’ll only hurt for a moment,” I say, going completely still to allow her to adjust to my size. She is so tight it feels as if my dick is being squeezed hard. Slowly, I pull out of her and I see the tinge of red slick on my dick. Jesus, I drew blood. How strange that the sight should fill me with an odd satisfaction. I marked her as mine.
I feed my cock into her inch by inch, but I feel aggressive. It is as if she’s woken up some sleeping beast inside me. I want to slam into her and ride her until she screams. I want to see her submissive. I want to see her drink my cum. I want fill all her orifices with my cock. I want to possess her and own her.
“You can take all of me, can’t you, baby?” I groan.
She spreads her legs wider and rocks her hips, as if begging me to do what I want. She has no idea how pretty her wet pussy looks when it begs like that. I slide back in, this time all the way to the root. Her eyes roll back in her head and I sweep my tongue into her open mouth, swallowing her cry of pain. When the pain eases, she pushes into me and grinds her hips, her pussy squeezing for all it’s worth. I start thrusting harder, fucking in and out of her tight flesh. Our bodies rubbing against each other.
Less than five minutes. That’s all it takes before her virgin pussy starts clenching and cumming on a cock for the first time. On my cock. I watch her with satisfaction. The way her body bows and her mouth opens in a cry of ecstasy. I don’t want to come. Not yet. I’m not ready. I want to watch her break apart again. I grit my teeth when I feel the orgasm gather in my balls and try to think of something else, but there’s no chance. I lose it and it happens. I join her in paradise. We become one long intense orgasm, one skin, one animal.
I had never had a sweeter fuck. It’s so perfect, its beauty fucking kills me.
Chapter Eight
Izzy
He kisses my throat, my chest, my nipples, my mouth while I fight to breathe normally. He is still inside my body and hard as a rock, filling me completely. Tears spring to my eyes, but I’m not in pain. It never crossed my mind that sex would be this incredible. When my body stops shuddering, I look up into his eyes. They are ablaze with naked lust. I feel as if I’m drowning in him, but that’s all right. I want to.
“I didn’t know what I was missing all this time,” I whisper, shocked to my core.
“You think this happens all the time?”
I stare into his eyes. “It doesn’t?”
‘It’s never been like this for me,” he says softly.
“This must be how it’s supposed to be. I feel connected, really connected, body and soul to you.”
“You have no idea at all how damn beautiful you are, do you?”
I wriggle under him and his face changes. “God, being inside you feels so fucking amazing.”
He grinds his pelvis against my clit and my mouth opens in a gasp of surprise at the shaft of pleasure that jolts into my body even though there is a small sweet ache there. “I don’t think I can take anymore of you tonight,” I groan.
“You will take more of me, and you’ll love every second of it,” he growls.
He pummels me. Harder, deeper, grunting a little. All I can do is whisper, “Yes, I love it … it’s so good … more, more, please … yes, Tyson … yes … more …” His jaw sets firm and he stares deep into my eyes as he fans the flames of the fire he started in me. I gasp every time our bodies slam together and my gasps get louder as the tension builds and he pushes me higher and oh, my God, I come again, clawing at his shoulders, and give in to it, screaming as ecstasy rocks me to my core.
He lets go too, slamming into me until he collapses with a low growl.
“My God,” he pants against my neck. I can only whimper in response. Then the room becomes quiet. Nothing but the sound of our heavy breathing filling the dark bedroom.
I wake up suddenly, my eyes flying open. I can see from the little slit in the black-out curtains th
at it is already morning. How the hell did that happen? The ribbons. Charlotte.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I move and his arm comes around me. “Where do you think you’re going, young lady?” he asks with a slow smile.
I can’t hang around. “What time is it?” I ask, rubbing my eyes before I remember about smudging my makeup. What a mess I must look.
“Almost seven.”
“Damn it! I can’t hang around. I promised Charlotte I would go pick up her ribbons.” I try to scramble out of bed, but he grabs me by the waist and pulls me back against his body. Talk about morning wood!
“Hang on,” he whispers in my ear. “Let me take you … after your morning fuck.”
“No, I don’t have time for that,” I wail, almost in a panic. Just because I found a man I won’t let Charlotte down. We’ve been planning this day for months.
He gets up on his elbow, and looks down at me, all unshaven and sexy. “All right, we’ll both get ready and I’ll take you.”
“No, you can’t,” I say gently. “This is Charlotte’s day. She’s the bride and the center of attraction. If I bring you back with me, I’ll steal the limelight from her. She’s my best friend, Tyson.”
