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My name sounds sexy as fuck when she whimpers it during her first orgasm. She sounds wild and free yet also fearful.
Her whimpers and moans are too much for my balls. They tap out. No physical stimuli necessary. Her flavor coats my tongue, sending me over the edge.
I could spend forever sucking at her swollen pink nub. Oana’s body has gone soft and stunned. My lips relent long enough for me to lift my head and find her staring in awe.
“Ike,” she whispers, reaching for me.
I promise myself I’ll be back between her legs soon enough. Crawling over her, I plant a wet kiss on her waiting lips. Oana wraps her arms around my neck, tugging me closer, wanting reassurance.
My dick instantly regains an erection when it presses against her thigh. Her pussy’s heat calls out for more. I consider sliding between her folds and taking what she so willingly offers.
Instead, I hesitate, unsure if missionary is the best position. Oana seems dazed. I feel her retreating inside, where she feels safe.
Crawling off her and up against the headboard, I take her hand and guide her to me. Oana isn’t sure what to do. I see disappointment flash across her face as she thinks we’re done. I use my free hand to stroke my cock. Oana’s eyes immediately widen, and a smile erases her worries.
“I need to hold you,” I explain as I guide her knee over my thighs.
Once she straddles me, I cup her ass and tug her forward until my dick is trapped between our hot bodies.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” I ask as Oana dares to touch the wet head of my cock.
“Yes,” she whispers and lifts her hips.
I hold her gaze as my cock lines up with the wet heat between her legs.
“Every time is a little different,” I murmur as I inch inside her. “There’s no guidebook. We can only touch and taste until we know what we like.”
Oana tips her head back and groans as she lowers herself down on my thick erection. I suck at her exposed throat, leaving wet kisses along her flesh.
Inch by inch, I claim my dream girl. Oana hides nothing. Her fear and shock. The pleasure and even the pain.
I wrap her in my arms as we move together. With every thrust, I erase the world outside our void until only Oana and I exist.
OANA, AKA NAKED AND NERVOUS
I’m not sure who Iam most days. I have all these wild child ideas in my head. I see myself as a badass in a world of sheep. Except I’m also scared a lot.Do badass women walk around nervous all the time?
