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I loved the moments in which his dick moved into me, pressing that special spot that made my eyes well with tears of joy, and I loved when he pulled himself back, nearly slipping out before stopping, only to charge into me again. Every little detail was better than I had hoped for because I had only hoped to push through it and not hate it. Loving it had been too much to pray for.
“Fuck, baby,” Tyler moaned. “Fuck, you’re so nice and tight.” He was thrusting his dick into me in short, careful moves. I couldn’t feel the rest of him pressing against my ass, so I knew he wasn’t as deep as he could be. I also knew my body wasn’t ready to take him that deep. There was some odd resistance inside of me, something that simply wouldn’t let him pass. But the longer he swung us back and forth, the more willing my body was to accept him.
Tyler slapped his hands on my shoulders and yanked me up. I rose, kneeling tall until my upper back touched his chest. He wrapped one arm around my midsection and his right hand was on my hip. Something in me surrendered, finally understanding that this was nothing to worry about. This was beautiful in every way. There was no harm in it. As that feeling went away, my body relaxed fully, and Tyler pushed himself deeper into me.
A long groan rolled out of my throat and I clutched the arm that wrapped around me. Our bodies found a pace they agreed on — it definitely wasn’t my conscious mind that directed us; that was too far gone to control anything — and they moved in such harmony that I couldn’t give credit to our wits. This was what being soulmates meant, I understood.
When Tyler wrapped both his arms around me, ramming his cock faster and deeper into me, I opened my throat for air to shoot out of and pour into my lungs freely. Panting, gasping, moaning, I received all Tyler had to give me, and I knew it was precisely what I wanted. No more, no less. This was it.
“Do you like this, baby?” he panted into my ear.
I leaned my head back so that his lips dragged over my face. Our sweaty heads pressed together. “Give it to me, Ty,” I begged. “Fuck me, baby.”
Tyler dragged his clean left hand down my torso, pressing his open palm against my abs, and found my hard dick. I’d forgotten about it. I’d forgotten all about the urge to stroke myself to orgasm. Nothing existed beyond this incredible feeling of receiving him as deeply as I could. Even though he was entering me deeper than before, I knew that this wasn’t all of him. Not yet. It was something to work for, to practice, and to earn. The thought was oddly inspiring and thrilling.
As Tyler wrapped his fingers gently around my dick, I choked on a moan. My mouth snapped closed, my eyes squeezed shut, and my hole clenched around the base of Tyler’s dick. I knew he felt it because he stumbled and whimpered.
“Please,” I murmured over through my grinding teeth. “Fuck me. Fuck me, please.”
He did, although I wondered if it slowed him down that I couldn’t seem to open myself to him as I had before. My dick was throbbing, and he was grinding against my special place, sliding in and out hard, although not as fast as earlier.
Our sighs carried our thin, high-pitched voices, and everything in me was shaking and thundering.
All of these sensations were new to me. Even if they were familiar, they were so different now that my body didn’t know how to process them.
I didn’t realize what it was until halfway through it, but my dick was shooting ribbons of white cum across the floor while my hole pulsed at the same pace.
Cum trickled over Tyler’s hand when I looked down. It slicked my dick as he jerked me without stopping. And when I shuddered and groaned, Tyler pushed me a few inches away, just enough to pull his dick out of me.
I closed up instantly, the warmth of friction traveling through me and the absence of his thickness in me as obvious as if it had belonged there my entire life.
I heard the snap of rubber as Tyler quickly peeled the condom off. His words were hurried. “Lie on your back, baby?” he whispered in haste, and I did. My dick still throbbed once or twice as tingles ran through my feet and toes. I lay flat on my back, and Tyler knelt between my legs, stroking his big dick while I watched.
He was so crazy beautiful that it felt surreal. The dim lamplights in the room made his skin glow with perspiration and his hair was tousled with the sweat that drenched it. His muscles bunched as he stroked himself with his left hand until he froze in one position, his eyes fixed on my face, his mouth open but no sounds coming from his throat. A heartbeat later, hot splashes of cum landed on my torso and my crotch.
He jerked himself again gently and more of his passion spilled over my body.
He collapsed on top of me in the next instant and I wrapped my arms tightly around his body.
We didn’t say a word then. What was there to say? What it felt like was nothing I could ever say with words, but I held him tightly to let him know. And I knew that he understood it. He was the only one who understood me so fully.
As we caught our breaths, Tyler rolled to the side. Both our bodies were filthy with sweat, cum, and paint, but neither of us minded that. We were glowing with heat and radiating joy at this new discovery. No, it wasn’t scary. It wasn’t uncomfortable or painful. It was precisely what I would have wanted if I had known how to want it.
And when Tyler kissed me, I knew he felt the same way. “Feeling good?” he whispered over my lips.
“Mm,” I was already dozing off with the laziness that drenched me after sex. “I feel better than I can tell you.”
“Really?” he asked, his tone teasing as if we were agreeing that his dick was magical.
I smiled. “You just wait until I pound your ass, baby.” I looked at him and found only a tiny trace of worry creasing his face, but he was clearly interested in finding out what it felt like.
“You make it sound like a threat,” he teased.
“You’ll know when you feel it,” I mused in a softer voice. It took me a moment to open my eyes again after I half-blinked and nearly fell asleep. “Let’s shower together.”
As we sat up, Tyler looked around us and then scanned my body. “Let’s find out if this paint washes off.”
Horror passed through me before a nervous wave of laughter erupted from my chest. But I didn’t really worry about it. So far, everything seemed to be working out just fine.
