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Undeterred, Becca slid down and took me in her mouth, looking up at me as her mouth consumed me. Unable to go much longer without being inside her, I pulled her on top of me and slowly eased into her pussy, unwilling to hurt her.
Becca got impatient and pushed me in further.
“Neil. I need that big cock inside me. Please. All the way in.”
I obeyed without question, feeling snug inside her warm, wet pussy.
“Like this?” I asked her.
“Yes. Mmmm,” she moaned.
“You like when my cock stuffs your little pussy full?”
“Oh, God, yes. Oh, Neil.”
“I can hit the very back of your pussy when you let me cram my dick all the way in it,” I told her, thrusting faster and harder now.
The walls of her pussy were gripping my cock, milking it and making me feel so good.
“Oh, fuck, Neil. Neil!”
Her moans turned to almost screams. I looked up at her face, to see if there was pain, but she was smiling at me in a kind of awe. I pulled her arms down so I could feel her body and kiss her.
Her screams went into my mouth, as each move of her hips plunged me deeper and deeper inside her. I kept my hands on her ass, but Becca did all the moving. The passion was incredible. With my every touch and her every movement, it became harder and harder to resist cumming.
“I can feel your cock throbbing in me,” she said. “And I’m going to cum again too. Cum together with me.”
“Okay,” I said, realizing that I wasn’t wearing a condom.
“Cum in me,” Becca gasped, as if reading my mind.
There was something so erotic about fucking her raw pussy, filling her up with my seed and maybe making a baby with her, that I was unable to contain myself any longer. I emptied myself into her while her wet cunt slid around on my cock and we came together, her moaning and me groaning, and both of us calling out each other’s names.
The throbbing seemed endless as my release continued. I had never felt this excited by anyone else. Not even close.
“Whew,” she said, as I pulled her close to me and she rested her head on my chest. “That was so hot. Don’t worry. I’m on the Pill. Due to a health condition, not because of sex. I don’t even date, usually.”
I was glad to hear she didn’t date but was a bit disappointed to hear the part about the Pill.
I knew that was crazy, though, so I just said, “Oh, okay, that’s good.”
“Yeah, and I’m clean. Like I said, I haven’t even been with anyone since my husband passed away and, even though I’m not sure he was very faithful, he underwent regular testing for the military.”
“Yeah. I have that kind of testing too.”
I felt bad for her that she doubted her former husband’s fidelity. And I felt like a scumbag for always being sent by my coaches for a panel of STD tests because I had been such a player. I always wore a condom but still didn’t want to take any chances.
I was done with all of that, though. My old ways were behind me and I had fallen hard for Becca. I only wanted to do this with her, and no one else, forever. I just had to figure out how to tell her that without sounding like a complete idiot. We had just re-met, so how could I be so sure she was the one for me?
As I drifted off to sleep for a Christmas nap, with Becca dozing beside me, I decided it didn’t matter how it happened, just that it had. I could trust this feeling because I had never felt it for anyone else but her before, and I knew deep inside me that it was real.
I woke up hours later with my phone dinging. Friends and family were wishing me Merry Christmas. But I wished I could just stay in this bed with Becca all day long.
But when I rolled over, hopeful for a second round, I saw that Becca was gone. Just then the doorbell rang, and Becca appeared from the master bath in a robe, her hair wrapped in a towel and looked out the window.
“What the fuck! Donna is back with Mark. Way earlier than she’s supposed to be. Stay here.”
I knew I should do as she asked, but I definitely didn’t want Mark to find me in her bedroom, so I got dressed and came down, figuring we could just welcome the little guy back home and maybe play some more football. It had gotten dark, but Becca’s back yard had some lights.
I could just be her friend who was still here hanging out.
How bad could that be, right?
But then again, I had never been known to have the best judgement and I thought too late that I should just let Becca call the shots because I always found a way to screw something up.
