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When I bite down, she squeals and tries to swat me away. But I don’t stop, loving the fucking sound of her squeals too much.
My cock grows another inch at the sound. I press at her entrance, my dick desperate to feel her tight lips welcoming me in. I consider fucking her bareback, but think better of it. She’s not on birth control. And even if she were, I wouldn’t risk it. I will never get a woman pregnant. Ever. This legacy dies with me.
I rip the condom wrapper open and lean back to slide it on, and then I’m pressing roughly at her entrance.
“And I hate how fucking big you are.”
Our eyes gleam at each other, and then I grab her hips, jerk her from the counter, and flip her around so her ass is in the air and she’s bent over the counter.
I slip halfway in while she’s still adjusting to the new position, instead of giving her time to think about the pain. I kiss her neck and fist her hair giving her enough pain to focus on other than the ripping torment as I stretch her wide.
She winces and her pussy tightens, not used to my size yet.
It takes every drop of self-control inside me to not push in deeper like I need. But I won’t hurt her like I did last time.
“How badly do you want to slap me right now?” I goad.
“So fucking badly.”
She releases one of her arms from the counter, trying to reach back to do just that. I grab it and force it tightly behind her back.
“I love how feisty you are.”
“I hate how cruel you are.”
I lean down and kiss her palm as I move another inch inside her. Her slickness swells from my kiss. “It seems you like how sweet I can be to you.”
I suck each of her fingers, slipping another millimeter in with each distracting kiss.
“I fucking love your tits, baby.”
I grab them roughly, my fingers teasing the points.
“Aw,” she moans as I again descend into her tightness.
“How the fuck did you fit the last time?” she pants.
I ignore her question, knowing we need to focus on other things to get her to relax.
I kiss down her back, and I feel her body start to relax allowing more. So close.
“I can’t. You’re too fucking much,” she groans.
“I didn’t think you were a quitter, baby.”
“I’m not.”
“You got this. We are so close.”
I’m failing. I don’t want her feeling pain. I feel her body tensing and beginning to close up to me. If I were to look into her eyes, I’m sure they would be glossing over, preparing to protect herself as she has done for years before. Then she would never get to feel the pleasure.
Then I get an idea.
I slap her ass.
She yelps.
“And I fucking love this ass.”
