by Ember Flint
My head swims with visions of me doing just that, but I force myself to wait, I don’t want to rush this.
She’s too important to do that; this is too meaningful to treat it like a one-night stand or a simple quickie with a stranger I’ll never see again.
Fuck, I can’t even make the stupid analogy without my heart bitching about it: the mere idea of not seeing her again, pisses me off.
She’s just… she’s too mine to let go.
I tighten my grip on her little body, pushing my swollen cock hard into the still covered sweet hot pussy I can’t wait to fill up with every inch I have.
The little dress she’s wearing has no straps so I simply roll the fabric down her chest as my lips trail kisses along the smooth column of her neck.
I pull away to look at her as she writhes under me and the breath I’m in the process of drawing in, gets stuck into my throat when my eyes fall on her big luscious breasts half exposed behind the too-small cups of her pale yellow strapless bra.
I need more.
I need everything she has to give.
“Baby, I need to see all of you,” I say, but I don’t wait for an answer, unclasping her bra and throwing it behind us on the sand.
She arches into me as my eyes burn the rosy tips of her delicious breasts.
“Damon!”
My throat dries up and my mouth waters at the sight of her.
She’s almost too pretty to touch.
Un-fucking-real.
But I know I’m gonna touch, I’m gonna do so much more than that.
I want to kiss her all over, bite her all over and fuck her until we both pass out, but first, I want to suck on her scrumptious pink buds.
“You’re so very lovely, little doll…”
Ellie looks up at me with those amazing eyes of hers, the brilliant green of her irises even darker right now.
“Th…thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.”
I caress her face, smiling down at her, my soul is fucking shaking for her.
I’ve never felt something like this: I’m horny as hell, hard enough to hammer nails and yet, there’s this underlining of tenderness filling my chest.
I want to hold her and keep her safe, just as much as I want to fuck into her until I’m balls-deep and dirty her up with my passion until she smells like me, it’s a heady combination of desires that is playing havoc with my senses.
I lower my face to her chest, nuzzling the valley between her breasts and squeezing and kneading them in both of my hands as I push them against either side of my face, breathing into her sweetness.
I turn my face, nibbling on the underside of one of her tits and making her gasp my name and then I latch onto one of her nipples, suckling it and swirling the stiffened tip of my tongue around the delicate, puckered tissue.
She bucks up into me, her spread legs rising higher on either side of my hips as she instinctively opens herself further for me, making my hard dick ache even more for her; in fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve never been this painfully aroused in my life.
I’m gonna need more space to grow, before I rupture something important.
I regretfully let go of one of her voluptuous breasts to undo my pants and push my boxers down my thick length and that’s when my gaze drops on her naked thighs and further up and between them, to the wet pussy molding the fabric of her little silky panties and my brain just pulls the eject handle, leaving my cock completely at the helm.
I slide one hand to her center and feel her wetness.
“Fuck, little doll, you soaked your panties…”
She moans, rolling her sopping cunt against the palm of my hand.
“Oh God! Please Damon!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, baby,” I tell her, petting her swollen pussy through the moist fabric and then I lower my mouth on hers again, swallowing her mewls of pleasure and need.
“Damon?”
“What, baby?”
“Take off your tee first.”
I grin down at her. “Your wish is my command.”
I get rid of my polo at record-speed, throwing it over my shoulder.
Going back to stroke her through her wet panties, I grunt, feeling pre-cum bead the top of my erection.
Fuck, the feel of her hot wetness is making my dick swell even larger and harder. I’ve got to taste her.
I break the kiss and lower my face back to her breasts nipping and suckling them before I lower my mouth to her flat stomach and then lower still to her panty-covered mound and I just stay there for a moment, simply breathing her in. Her sweet, musky aroma fills my nostrils, making my balls draw up as even more pre-cum slides on either side of my rock-hard cock and I have to reach down and pinch my tip to keep me from going off at the mere scent of her.
I pull away a little, curling my fingers into the elastic of her sticky panties and then I grip them tightly, ripping them from her cunt and she gasps and giggles.
“You really are crazy…”
I nod, against her thick thigh, looking up at her.
“But good crazy, right?”
Ellie smiles down at me, her hands sifting through my short hair.
“Good crazy.”
I lower my eyes back to her center and nearly expire at the beauty hidden between her legs, a beauty I’m gonna claim as mine.
Her pussy has a soft fuzzy smatter of dark hair and it’s all pink like a baby blossom, glistening golden under the starlight and swollen with her arousal. She’s so fucking pretty I can’t put it into words.
I lower my thumbs to her lips and pull them apart until I can see all of her soft soaked secrets and the sight of her tiny clit and small winking slit makes my dick lurch forward.
I swallow hard and my voice is all gravel and soot when I speak next.
“Fuck, little doll, you got to have the prettiest cunt in creation between these sexy thighs of yours. Can’t wait to put my mouth on you. I bet you taste even sweeter than you smell.”
I watch in fascination as a scarlet blush covers all of her exposed body and smile up at her as it hits her cheeks.
I strum her pearl with my thumb and even more wetness coats my hand as Ellie whimpers in pleasure, her legs cradling me closer.
“Damon,” she chants my name over and over like a prayer as I dive into her honeyed warm slickness, burying my nose and lips into her center and finally tasting heaven between her soft trembling thighs.
I start to tease her clit with long strokes of my tongue and she goes insane, her body arching into me and nearly dislodging me; it’s so fucking hot, that I have to grip my cock and squeeze it hard not to nut all over her curvy succulent body.
I slide my other hand upwards until one of my arms is crossed over her middle to keep her steady and I continue to relentlessly lap at her sugary pussy while she shakes all over, mewling in pleasure.
“Oh God… Damon, this is so good, so good. Please… please d-d-don’t stop!”
I nibble, lick and suckle her little scorching hot cunt until her sweet essence is dripping down my chin and she is no longer whimpering my name now, but hissing it and crying it up into the dark sky. I lower my tongue to her center and stab it into her entrance and that’s all it takes to make her explode in orgasm as her cream floods my mouth and more pre-cum rolls down to my balls.
I don’t give her time to come down from her high.
“I need to fuck you now, baby…”
“Oh, God!”
I pull away and kneel between her spread legs, gripping them and pushing them over my arms as the engorged head of my cock finds her little slit, immediately starting to stretch her pussy open.
I ram into her molten heat to the hilt between a breath and the next and my body goes rigid in both pleasure at the feel of her tightness and shock as Ellie screams loud enough to dull the sound of the ocean at our back, and the revelation that I felt something trying to keep me from slamming into her when
I thrust inside catches up with my frazzled brain.
Fuck!
This can’t be…
Why would she let me—?
Why wouldn’t she say something?
Oh God.
I look down at her and catch sight of her tears just as they start to roll down her cheeks, her beautiful face marred by a grimace of pain.
My cock feels in fucking heaven right now, I’ve never felt anything this snug around it in my life, but my heart… my heart is in hell. I can’t stand to see her in pain and for all of my experience, I don’t know what to do right now.
I feel my vision blur. “Oh no, little doll,” I mumble, cupping the side of her face. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Ellie gasps through the pain, shaking her head. “I was embarrassed to… to tell you. I figured we could just…” her words trail off as she hisses again.
“I’m so sorry, baby… I never meant to hurt you.”
She answers in between gasps, her breath chopped and harsh.
“Not… your… fault…”
“Shit!” I look down between us and even in the dim light I can see my cock is too big for her and it almost looks like I’m splitting her open.
I let go of a shaky sigh, sliding one hand to her stomach and I try to withdraw, but I’m all the way in and her pussy is gripping me so tight I can’t move an inch right now.
Maybe I should just stay put until her clasp on me relaxes a little.
I lower my body down on hers, kissing her tears away.
“Breathe, sweetheart: you need to relax a little so I can pull out,” I grit through clenched teeth, fucking hating myself for how good this feels.
My entire body tenses up as I fight the urge to fuck in and out of her tightness as I wait for her to adjust to my girth and length, for the first time in my life hating that my cock happens to be this fucking huge and downright scary-hard right now.
I feel her juice even more on my big dick as her walls contract around it; her wetness spills onto my base and slides down to my balls and when I see it’s tinged pink, my heart clenches in my chest in both consternation and pride.
I hate that I’m hurting her and in equal measure I love that my claim on her body is even more literal now since I took her virginity with my cock.
No one before and no one after me ever again.
Only us forever.
After an interminable amount of time that feels a century-long at least, the silky wet grip of her tiny cunt finally starts to slacken.
I look at her and see that she’s again taking full breaths now.
I manage to pull out a few inches, slowly and gently, all the time gauging her reaction to my movements within her precious body.
“Sweetheart, you okay?” I ask.
Ellie whimpers, but nods anyway. “I’m okay… it’s okay. Just… you know… full, so full…”
I gulp. “Has the pain lessened now?
“Hmm, yes…”
I steadily continue to pull out until I only have half of my length buried in her pussy.
Ellie’s eyes snap open and she grips my arms, clenching her thighs around me and forcing me a few inches back inside of her.
“El!” I look down at her in surprise.
“Don’t… don’t leave me… don’t stop.”
Her words do something to my heart I can’t explain: it’s both sweet and painful and makes me feel like I could die if I ever had to leave her side.
I lower her thighs and cradle her in my arms, once again covering her face in kisses.
“I’m not, baby. I just… I just want to make sure you’re really okay. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.”
“I’m okay! I’m okay,” she gasps, biting her lower lip, her flushed breasts bouncing a little and the simple artless gesture, makes her look even hotter, hardening my cock further; the need to slam myself inside of her and fuck her hard turning even more primal inside of me.
“You’re not hurting me.”
I give her an ‘you’re shitting me look’.
“Right…”
“Okay fine, it still hurts a little, but I don’t care. I… I want this. It’s like...”
She looks away, blushing even deeper.
“Like what, baby?”
Ellie huffs a strand of her dark hair from her cheek and I stroke away the little sweaty tendrils plastered to her temple as she turns to look at me again.
“Call me crazy, but… it’s like this is how it was supposed to go, you know…”
I nod.
I do know, even if I don’t know how I know.
I lower my lips to hers, kissing her softly.
She breaks the kiss. “Make love to me, Damon…”
I’ve never ‘made love’ in my life, I didn’t even know that I could before tonight.
“Ellie…”
My lips fall on hers again as I gingerly pull almost completely out of her, until her entrance is stretched around my tip and then I start to slowly thrust in, shallowly and carefully, holding her closer as I once again make her mine, make us one.
I feel the warm, tight clasp of her velvety walls all the way to my base and my balls draw up at the sensation. I can’t help the spurt of cum that leaves my aching cock and splashes hard inside of her.
My eyebrows rise to my forehead when I realize what just happened and what it means.
I just came a little inside my woman, which I’m riding bareback ‘cause the thought of using protection never even entered my brain up until now, but I can’t stop.
It doesn’t matter now anyway, I haven’t been with someone in years and she… well she just gave me her cherry. This feels right and whatever happens, happens: I’m not letting go of her ever and I’m definitely not pulling out, not tonight, not ever. She is mine.
Mine to fuck, to fill with my seed, mine to look after and to protect, mine to make happy forever, I just know it.
I look between us and the way my large wet cock is disappearing past her puffy pink lips makes me offload some more inside her cunt.
I slam my eyes shut.
Fuck, I need to make her cum before I give her all of my seed.
Not yet.
I grit my teeth, can’t let go now…
I want for her to feel pleasure, not just pain, I need her to cum.
I give her slow, deep thrusts, setting a rhythm that she seems to respond well to, judging by the way she’s arching up into my driving hips now.
Keeping my eyes closed doesn’t really help in containing my orgasm, though, my other senses still have to contend with her breathy gasps and little moans, not to mention her sweet smell of pineapple and salt water mixed with that of my sweat and the heavy fragrance of our passion lingering around us despite the light breeze.
I speed up my strokes and slide one hand between her thighs not stopping until my fingers reach her clit.
I pinch her there and draw little slippery circles on her wet flesh, making her moans turn into cries as she shatters around me, cumming hard and fast.
“Oh my… ummm… Damon! Yes!”
I grip her more securely to me, once more throwing her legs over my arms and give her one hard, long stroke that makes her go off again.
“Ellie, baby, I really need to do you hard now, hold onto me and tell me if it gets to be too much okay?”
Ellie nods and I feel her trembling hands slide up to my shoulders as she does as I said.
I withdraw again and slam back into her sizzling pussy all the way to my balls and I start to really fuck her roughly as my lips fasten onto one of her little tight nipples to ease the sting of my forceful penetration.
I keep on pounding into her hard and fast, my balls starting to really ache as I feel a tingle burn me from the inside out and it doesn’t take me long to cum since her sweet little tight cunt has been teasing me for the entire evening.
She’s still milking me and the contractions of her taut wa
lls is sucking the cum out of my cock before I can blink.
And fuck! Something really must have hit me but good, because my fucking eyes roll back into my skull at the sensations running up and down my cock and seeping into the rest of my body as she screams my name and I feel the bite of her nails on the skin of my back.
“Fuck, yes!” I growl, fucking her harder still, one hand clutching one cheek of her ass and the other thrown over her breasts as I bury my face into her neck, breathing her in and tasting the salt of the sand and the ocean’s air on her skin.
“Oh Damon, yes… so good, so good… don’t stop,” Ellie mewls, going off yet again.
“Never, little doll!” I roar.
Thrusting my cock deep inside of her one last time and then holding myself there, I unload in the best pussy I’ve ever fucked in my life, the pleasure nearly short-circuiting my brain as thick jets of cum hit her ripe hot walls.
I must be going crazy, or maybe I really am drunk on her or something here, because I’m sure cumming has never felt this fucking amazing and I know it has nothing to do with my dry spell: it’s all her. She is making me feel these things.
I roll us until she’s lying on top of my heaving chest, both of us panting and huffing as we attempt to catch our breath.
I clasp her face, pulling her closer.
“You’re mine now, baby,” I whisper and cut whatever reply she was going to utter with a possessive rough kiss as she hugs me tighter to her.
Chapter 7
ELLIE
I startle awake when rain begins to steadily drip on my face in a shower of warm droplets, I grimace as one falls on my nose and another on my eyelid.
I turn to my side and burrow further into the large hot chest of the man I just gave my virginity to.
Or should I say, the stranger.
That’s what Damon is: a perfect stranger.
So why doesn’t this feel wrong?
I should be cringing right now, thinking about how irresponsible we acted, but I can’t bring myself to.
Damon might be a stranger, yes, but he doesn’t feel like one to me.
Being here with him on this beach under the pitch black sky with not a single star in sight anymore because of the rain, I should be scared, but I’m not: I feel protected and like I’ve finally found a place where I belong.