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One hand slid between her thighs, and I watched as she moved her panties aside. She began to touch herself as she sucked me, and soon, I knew I had to stop her.
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MALLORY
Igasped as he pulled me up from under my arms. He lifted me like I was weightless, and I couldn’t help but let a giggle escape me as I found myself mid-air and falling backward onto the bed. I bounced and pushed my hands behind me as I sat up to watch him kick away the pants that had been pooled at his feet. His cock throbbed and glistened in the lamplight of the room, and I craved touching it again.
Something had come to life inside of me. A desire I had never felt, a need that felt at once new and ancient. Carnal and pure. Unique to this moment and yet the culmination of everything that had been our interactions since that day in the hallway of our high school. The next song to dance to in the bar, when our lips had met for the first time.
His grin was tempered by a look of sheer determination. He wanted me, all of me, and he could have it. He knew he could. I was literally waiting on his bed, the only stitch of clothing still on my body were black lacy panties that were soaked in anticipation. His body was still wet from my mouth. I was ready for him, and he looked like he wanted to take his time. To enjoy it.
He crawled onto the bed slowly, his head dipping so he could press his lips to my ankles. He trailed up, moving from one leg to the other, achingly patient, making me so eager for him to find me, to take me at my core. I reached down to pull him, and he grabbed my wrists, pulling them down to my sides and holding them in place as he looked up at me, his eyes burning into mine.
I didn’t know how to respond. It was the hottest thing I could imagine. I was at his mercy, his powerful, muscular body prepared to ravage mine at his discretion. But he wanted to take every moment, every taste of my flesh, one at a time. My body erupted in goosebumps, and I felt like I might pass out. I couldn’t get enough oxygen to my brain, and every kiss felt like fireworks exploding on my skin. I couldn’t take the tension. The wait.
Yet I had no other choice. His grip held my hands down flat on the mattress.
His breath was on my inner thighs, and I squirmed. A little grunt of laughter came from below, and he licked my skin, then blew hot air on it. I cried out, and he repeated the motion on the other leg, his tongue stopping just short of where the lace formed a barrier. I wanted to cry out to him, to beg him to touch me, but I couldn’t muster the words. My mind was dizzy, foggy with nothing but anticipation of the extreme pleasure that awaited me.
His tongue flicked out and ran along the edge of the lace, then slipped underneath. Then he grabbed it in his teeth and pulled them down. I cried out in ecstasy. His breath was on my core, so wet and waiting for him. He pulled my panties down, and I arched my back up to get them off me. He got them as far as my knees before letting my hands go and yanking them off the rest of the way. Then his hands spread my thighs apart, and he knelt again, eyes burning into my own.
Again, he flicked his tongue out, but this time it brushed up along one of my lower lips. I reached down to push my hands through his hair as he repeated it on the other side, the tip of his tongue dipping inside me.
An earthquake of pleasure rippled through me as his tongue pressed into my pearl, nudging it to life and flicking it gently with the tip. I tried to scream, but no sound was there. I couldn’t make it. My voice simply stopped working, and my brain froze as it couldn’t bother with anything else other than the intense wave of pleasure rolling through my body.
Graham licked me, a long, thick finger dipping inside me and brushing against my upper walls as I bucked in his grip. My fingers tightened in his wild hair as I felt myself tumbling away from reality itself and into a dizzying, incredibly powerful climax. My stomach muscles tensed, and I felt the need to watch him, to see his tongue in action, to put an image to the sensation that was rolling through my body and making my toes curl.
Finally, my voice returned. I cried out a primal, guttural sound as I came, bucking wildly in his grip as his mouth closed over my pussy. I could shake all I wanted; it didn’t matter. He had control. Total control.
I felt an intense wave of utter and complete satisfaction. And then, a desire unlike any I had ever known. A need for him, his cock, to be buried inside me. I needed it more than oxygen, more than life itself.
I pulled at him as he kissed his way up my body, and when his face was level with mine, I wrapped my legs around him, my feet crossing over his ass. He positioned himself, arms pressing down onto the bed on either side of my head as he curled his stomach in and the head of his cock found my opening. Our eyes latched on to each other, and there was only a second of hesitation. A hesitation not of purpose, but of preparation.
Then he buried himself inside me.
The fullness of his cock was utter ecstasy, but his girth was so much that I froze for a moment. I screamed as the sensations overwhelmed me, a cross between pleasure and pain that brought me to the brink of insanity. My tenuous grip on myself was almost gone as he thrust himself deeper, forcing me to stretch and open for him. Then he paused, letting me settle. Letting me mold myself around him.
I tried to breathe as I felt my insides loosen, trying to make way for him. I could feel the ridges of his cock, the veins brushing against the sensitive walls of my pussy, and I tried to relax. He leaned down and kissed me again, and I melted, my body going limp, and suddenly he was able to stretch me until our hips crushed into one another.
He rocked slowly, only barely bringing any of himself out of me as I adjusted to him. His lips trailed down my neck and into the center of my chest as he held my thighs in his hands and began to rock harder, faster, and longer.
The thrusts became harder and more intense, and soon he was sitting up on his knees, his hips slamming into mine as he fucked me. My breasts bounced in his grip as he pushed down onto my chest. I reveled in seeing his muscles tensed, his veins throbbing as he plunged into me. His eyes fell to my breasts, then down to my pussy where he watched himself slide in and out.
Suddenly, he flipped me over onto my knees, and I swung my hair back as I pressed my head down into the mattress. I was open to him, ready for him as he grabbed my ass in both hands and pulled my cheeks apart. His cock found my entrance again, and he thrust deeply inside me.
The new position allowed him to hit a new area of my body, and the curvature of his cock slid across sensitive areas inside me that had never been touched before. He was so deep, so thick inside me that another powerful orgasm began to build. I wanted him to control me, to dominate me. To come.
“Fuck me,” I cried out, my voice muffled by the pillows. “Yes, Graham, yes. Fuck me harder!”
A grunt of carnal pleasure roared from behind me, and his hands gripped my hips tightly. He pulled me into him with each thrust and pounded so deeply that I thought I might split in two. But I craved it. I craved more of it. I begged for it.
His mouth was near my ear, and I began to moan with him in time with each thrust. My body was buzzing as I felt like the endless waves of climax would just keep crashing over me non-stop until my brain was mush. But I didn’t want it to stop.
His grunts were getting louder, more forceful as he gripped my body, hunched over me as his hips slammed back and forth. I knew he was close, and I let my inhibitions completely go, what little were left. I shouted and cried out each time his cock buried so deeply in me.
Then, with a deep, intense roar, he exploded inside me. He came in throbbing, powerful waves, his body tightening and squeezing with each one. My own body betrayed me, and my toes curled as I experienced the most intense of climaxes. The idea of our hot fluids mixing together left me in pleasurable bliss. He emptied himself inside me, and I milked him dry before he collapsed beside me and pulled me into his arms, panting. Sweat trickled down his chest and my back as we lay there on top of the sheets.
It had taken ten years, but the high school fantasies, the dreams and desires of that young girl had come true. Everything I ever could have asked for had happened, and it was somehow even better than I’d thought it would be. My body tingled and vibrated inside as I struggled to catch my breath.
