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My inner walls gripped at his thick length and just when I thought my fucking had reached its peak, he started slamming into me that much more roughly.
He’d told me it was going to hurt, and it did.
The pleasure that came with it was equally powerful and the longer he fucked me, the more intense it became. It billowed up through me from the tips of my toes to the ends of my fingers.
I was going to come.
I could feel it surging toward me and I feared it as much as I yearned for it. I knew that it was going to be the hardest orgasm of my life.
The inevitability of it was terrifying and wonderful and I held it off for as long as I could.
That wasn’t a very long time.
My release slammed into me with the devastating power of a tsunami. I reared back my head and arched my back, allowing him to fuck me even more deeply as my body opened for him. I screamed from the very beginning. Even if I had vowed to keep silent, I wouldn’t have been able to. My toes curled and my hands fisted the covers beneath me. His fingers dug into my shoulder so firmly that I knew there’d be marks left behind.
My whole body pulsed, one shattering wave of pleasure after the next. I keened, writhing with what seemed like ceaseless ecstasy. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking. The world seemed to come to a stop around me as my heartbeat surged inside my chest.
It was beating so hard I feared that it might burst.
When my orgasm finally crested and began to wane, I tried desperately to normalize my frantic panting, but to no avail. The blood kept pumping so wildly in my veins that I could feel it in my skull.
I expected him to start to slow down now that I’d come.
He didn’t.
He only started fucking me even more roughly. Just when I thought he’d reached a fevered pitch, he’d fuck me harder. One hand slid down my sweat-slickened spine, only settling when he reached the upper curves of my cheeks. He squeezed a little, his movement accentuated by several hard thrusts.
I cried out with each one.
“You’re going to come again for me, angel,” he demanded, his voice low and growly and overwhelming.
“I can’t,” I gasped.
He slapped my ass so firmly that the sting radiated straight down into my pussy. I clenched around his cock, crying out from the aching pain while at the same time begging for more.
“But…”
I’d already come twice in such a short time period. My whole body was throbbing with aftershocks, and he wanted another. His hips pistoned against mine, driving every thick inch of him into me as rapidly as he could.
The head of his cock pounded against my cervix. It ached that much more deeply, and a part of me wondered if he was using me so hard that I would bruise there.
I keened when he wrapped his hands around my hips and yanked me back. Without saying anything, he slipped one arm beneath me and lifted me just enough to cup my pussy. When his fingertips slid over my clit, I gasped. Overly sensitive, I cried out, trying to twist and turn my hips to alleviate the pressure. I couldn’t escape it. There was nothing for me to do except feel it.
“You are going to come for me again, angel. The only choice you have is whether you’re going to come like a good girl or if I’m going to have to punish your tight virgin bottom with my finger while I fuck your pussy,” he warned.
I didn’t believe him, at least not at first. As if he knew I was battling with my disbelief, he slid his thumb down the upper half of the cleft of my ass. When his thumb settled on top of my bottom hole, I froze.
He did mean it. I clenched against him protectively, but there would be no fighting his strength. If he wanted to put a finger in my bottom, he would.
I swallowed back my sudden surge of curiosity, quickly distracted by the dancing of his fingers over my clit. I moaned, unable to keep still at the whirlwind of sensations rattling through me at being full of his cock and having his touch on me at the same time. My eyes rolled back in my head and impossibly, I could feel the stirrings for yet another orgasm somewhere deep in my core.
This was absolute insanity.
I’d read about sex in books. I’d seen it in movies. I’d even witnessed it happening in real life before, but none of that prepared me for what my own first fucking would be like.
None of it could have even remotely encompassed how it felt.
A cloud of bliss held me captive. I drowned in its thralls so thoroughly that I would have had difficulty clawing to the surface even if I had wanted to. He fucked me so roughly that I jolted forward on the bed.
