His hand slides down along my neck. “I’ve jerked off to the mental image of you more than you can imagine. Not just twice a day. Sometimes I’d skip lunch just to pleasure myself to the thought of you. Getting in my fix like an addict. Counting the days until I could get the real thing and the real thing is now.”
He runs his tongue along my neck where his fingers had been sending chills up my spine before he nibbles on my ear lobe causing me to crane my neck to the side opening up my skin for him so he can do with me as he pleases. Giving him complete access to my erogenous area there. My neck is more sensitive than almost anywhere on my body as he’s quickly finding out by the moans that are escaping me and the way my ass is writhing around in his grasp.
“I would picture the way my hard cock would slide right inside your pretty pink pussy opening you slowly with each thrust allowing me to go deeper and deeper inside you until I’d come right there, zip my pants up and try and go back to work like nothing happened. Like I’d taken my lunch just like everybody else, but my lunch wasn’t the food that feeds the muscles it was the food that feeds the mind and the soul. It energized me more than any calories could. It gave me life and energy and vitality and allowed me to think so clearly and to create for another few hours until of course I needed another fix. That’s what just the thought of you does to me. It takes me to a different place. A place only you can take me, but a place that allows me to do things for the world that only you unlock. That’s why I’ve become even better since I moved here to America. It wasn’t because I had access to better tools or computer programs or anything like that. It was because I had access to you. Access in my mind. And now I’m about to have access in the flesh. Carnal knowledge and the ability to create what my buildings and geothermal projects and all the other things were just a Freudian replacement for all this time. A replacement for what I really wanted. A baby with you.”
“I want to have your babies,” I moan.
“And you will,” he says cradling my chin in his hand between his thumb and index finger allowing his fingers to apply pressure on both sides of my face as he brings my mouth back to his kissing me even more deeply.
I can feel my back straighten, then arch as my muscles contract, then spasm from his kiss. I’m not sure if I can breath and I’m not even sure if I need to at this point. Even with our faces so close and in the midst of a hungry kiss I open my eyes just enough to see the desire on his face. Watching him being overtaken by his lust for me is the most powerful of aphrodisiacs, not that I needed any help wanting him an ounce more. He was going to own me now as he always would.
I could feel his breath quicken, his exhales become more frequent and intense as he inhaled to supply enough oxygen to his brain to keep from passing out from the way he was being overtaken with passion.
My eyes closed and my mind started imaging all those things I’d imagined all through college. Where would he start? Which one would we do first? My thoughts were dirty and needy. He wanted to lay me out on one thousand thread count sheets in some swanky hotel? Please. I need sheets I could grip and rip and tear to shreds as I try and keep myself sane after being bounced off the mattress like a rag doll. Sheets I could make a mess on without feeling guilty about doing so. Sheets I could even bleed on. As vulgar as it sounded it turned me on. The idea of him opening the window and showing the bloody sheets to the kingdom letting everyone know I was his and he was my first. It must have been all the historical romances I’d read, but tonight the only history was the kind we were going to make.
The most intense first fuck in the history of the world and he was going to give it to me.
CHAPTER 10
Sergio
My head was spinning and my mouth was hungry. Hungry to taste her juices so I took two steps to the side and tossed her onto the bed.
She lands safely on her back and quickly comes up on her forearms looking at me as I walk toward her pulling my T-shirt up and over my head. I feel the heat coming from my skin and I need to remove this layer. One because of my rising temperature but more importantly so there’s nothing between her skin and mine.
And I ensure that’s the case when I reach her grabbing her shorts and yanking them half way down her thighs before she scrambles to kick them off as quickly as she can.
I grab her ass from behind and pull her pussy towards me, running my nose against the fabric where her slit is breathing in as deep a breath as possible taking in her scent before swiping my nose back up and down again. The three deep inhales coupled with her smell are intoxicating, taking control of my senses. The thought of her pussy flavoring the air that I breathe, filling my lungs is so damn perfect that I have to taste her.
I yank her panties open like a hungry man ripping open something as simple as a paper bag, and it provides about the same lack of resistance to my desires.
I freeze, taking in the sight of her glistening pussy there inches from my face.
“I shaved it an hour ago. I knew you were coming.”
I turn my head sideways and lay my cheek on it. It’s as soft as human skin can be. I close my eyes and breathe in the scent of her again before rolling my face over and placing my tongue along her folds and licking straight up.
Her forearms slide forward as she collapses onto her back reaching for the headboard and finding nothing before settling on a handful of bed sheets in either hand.
“Right there,” she moans as I bring my tongue back down her slit before flattening out my tongue and exploring more of it then running it straight up her middle and back down again.
I curl my tongue and bring the end to a point burying it deeper inside her and running it up and down before twisting and turning it side to side feeling her grip on the sheets just above my head tighten.
I flick my tongue finding her clit eliciting a loud moan from her.
I grab her ass hard and pull her pussy into my face, burying my face in her flesh and lips as I lean back on my shins bringing her midsection off the bed to my face level leaving only her shoulders, neck, and head making contact with the bed.
I feel her ass contract as she wills her pussy into my tongue which I happily oblige, tasting her. Smelling her. Fulfilling my obsession to be inside her.
I run my tongue in a figure eight.
“Uh huh! Uh huh! Keep going,” she says.
But predictability is the death of attraction and spontaneity is its antidote so I take her clit gently between my two lips and suck for a matter of seconds before she screams.
“Ahhhh!”
And I feel her lips clamp down on my tongue sucking my face into her as she unleashes on me covering me with her juices. Marking my face as hers as I hurry to thirstily take in as much of her fluids as I can, determined not to spill a drop of her sweet nectar.
Hers is the drink of gods. The fountain of youth and my cup runneth over, not that I’m going to permit a single damn drop from finding its way to the sheets.
Once I’m sure she’s finished, including the second and third aftershocks, I lower her body a few inches from my face and run my tongue wide around the outside of my lips cleaning my face like the dog that I am.
The smell of her pussy fills the air and I look down at my cock which is already glistening in its own right from the pre-come. Now that she’s filled me it’s my turn to fill her. To fill that life changing pussy of hers with my come so deep and so full that she’ll be having my babies until the end of time.
CHAPTER 11
Stella
That was incredible unlike any other rush of adrenaline I’ve ever experienced. And the climax topped any I could have dreamt up in my fantasies.
He owned me. And from the look in his eyes his owning of me was about to become complete. One hundred percent thorough.
And I wanted it. I wanted his dick buried deep inside me opening me and then filling me with his juices and making me pregnant with his child.
“You’re my baby girl, you know that?”
I nod. Thinking ju
st how much I would like to give him another kind of baby girl. Not the loving pet name for myself, but the real thing.
“I can’t wait to fill you with my come and then watch that stomach of yours expand over nine months as my child grows inside. Watch how the most beautiful woman in the world somehow becomes even more beautiful simply from the fact that she’s carrying my child. My blood. My life. Our life.”
He takes his cock in his hand and my eyes fixate on it’s length. He’s so long and hard and thick and it’s because of me. It’s for me. I’m not the best with measurements but he must be about ten inches and I’m not even sure I could wrap my fingers all the way around him. The deeper my stare becomes the more convinced I couldn’t. He’s just too much man and that’s absolutely all right with me.
I can see the tip is wet, letting me know he’s ready. His pre-come is sparkling in the light like mine must have sparkled moments ago for him before he so selfishly and yet so unselfishly at the same time licked up every last drop even making sure to clean his face after he finished. Clean it with a swoop of his tongue that is.
I could feel my pussy burning. Calling for him.
“I’m going to ravish you so deep and fill you so full you won’t even be able to stand up until next week. And when you try you’ll be like Bambi trying to take his first steps your knees giving out and putting you right back on the ground, which is exactly what I want because it will allow me to fill you over and over and over again making sure you’re carrying my child.”
Oh my.
“I want to come in you so deep that you can taste it. To fill every need that you don’t even need food or water or air. Just me and only me.”
“I want that,” I say.
“And I promise so help me god I’ll be the first and last you’ll ever experience. The first and last you’ll ever want or need. One taste and you’ll be addicted to my dick.”
He didn’t need to say another word, but I wasn’t about to complain if he did. The way he was capturing my mind, making me start dripping all over again just from his talk. And then of course he turns it up a notch by leaning in and running his hands down the sides of my body before joining them over my stomach.
“And this is right where our baby is going to form and grow and live until the world is ready. Or more importantly until he or she is ready for the world. This amazing creature will do things on his or her own schedule and that includes when this perfect specimen of ours is ready to greet the world.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve been waiting for this for four of the longest years of my life, and seven if you count the time I first met you and my body told me to wait. That no woman would ever compete and if I could just wait I would have the most incredible being on the face of this earth. And that’s exactly what I did. I waited for you and then I waited some more. And now the waiting is about to be over.”
“Don’t wait any longer. There’s no need,” I say trying to will him inside me.
He leans forward and kisses me gently on the forehead. A tender moment in the midst of the hurricane. The calm before the ultimate storm.
“You’re so incredible. You know exactly what I need even when I don’t know I need it.”
“Because I’ve lived with every thought of you for so long. I’ve become possessed by you and now it’s my turn to possess you.”
He kisses my forehead again and then his kisses trail down the side of my face finding my lips and I melt into him just as I feel the tip of his dick graze my folds ever so slightly causing me to flinch and then relax in totality wishing to feel him on me more than just the outside. On the inside. Deep.
He takes his shaft in one hand and moves it up and down like a paintbrush with the head painting a freaking Picasso on my pussy lips, care full to never enter me. To come oh so tantalizingly close, but to keep me wanting. Keep me guessing. Keep me hoping for that moment when my virginity is finally gone complete with the fulfillment of his dick inside me and a connection of our two hearts as one.
I breathe in deep and rotate my hips up trying to get him inside me, but he knows my game. He anticipates my every move.
“It’s taking everything I can not to come right now,” he says. “I have no foreplay available. No restraint possible. I need to be inside you. Need you.”
“Then have me,” I say. “Take me as yours. Take me now.”
And just like that I feel his head enter me and then his shaft fill me as he slides inside me. The pain is immense but oddly pleasurable at the same time. He goes in maybe a quarter of the way and I feel my eyes roll back in my head and my grip on the sheets still as I’m suddenly floating on a cloud.
“Beautiful?”
“I’m here. Don’t stop. Just…slowly.”
And that’s exactly what he does, pulling his hips back leaving me feeling empty crying out for him to fill the void inside me which he quickly does going in just a bit deeper than the time before.
I feel weightless. Light as a feature and beautiful as a bird. A peacock at that as my vision is filled with a range of colors so bright and intense and unusual that I can’t recall ever seeing them before.
I’m not even sure if I’m still breathing, my entire body on autopilot as I just see colorful light and feel him slide in and out of me.
All those years of hearing about other girls in my town and how they lost their virginity and how they’d regretted it suddenly occur to me. That and how I’d waited and been teased, mocked, and laughed at for that reason. If only they’d known how much the wait was worth it. The wait I’d always told myself would be and secretly hoped I’d been right.
And right I was. The sweetest kind of feeling of delaying gratification for years on end and then when it finally came to not only meet expectations but to exceed them.
And although I’d waited so long for it to come, I could not wait for him to come. I wanted his juices filling me immediately. I wanted his gift so my body could take it and make a gift of its own.
I could feel him groan and my arms reached up taking his forearms feeling their strength and flexion. It’s like he was working out trying to lift the heaviest weight, but here I was on my back weighing nothing. It wasn’t me that was the burden to lift. I knew instantly what it was.
“You don’t have to hold back. You’ve already pleased me more than you can know. You can fill me anytime. I’m ready when you are.”
“I want to give you more,” he said breathlessly. “I need to give you more. Not just for you, but for me. I don’t want to ever pull out. Now that I’ve felt your walls along my shaft I can’t not feel it. And I can’t trick myself. I need to be inside you all the time,” he says as he rocks back and forward gently trying not to go to fast in order to delay his orgasm.
“But what you want is what I want. You want to fuck me and I need you to fuck me. I’ve felt the emotional connection since the moment you pulled up until now. Now I want to feel the physical animal completely let loose. I got a taste moments ago when you were getting a taste of your own, but now I want the whole thing. I want the beast to be set free and I want to feel it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you. Your body’s not ready for this.”
I lean up and look through my legs, watching his cock slide in and out of me and making my eyes twitch with pleasure. I can’t even control my bodily responses at this point.
“You’re already all the way in,” I say.
I watch as his hungry, rabid eyes track down the length of my body before taking in the sight of his rod sliding in and out of me.
“Now go crazy,” I say.
He breathes out hard and takes one last look before his hands grab my hips and he begins bucking violently tossing me around like a rag doll and sending me into a euphoric high I didn’t know was imaginable.
“Oh fuck!” he moans.
I moan my mouth hanging wide open trying to contain the spit from flying across the room as he hurls me back to forth uncontrollably.
“Uhhhh,”
I moan in a tone deeper than I knew I could reach. The animal inside him has brought out the animal inside me.
He pounds away before suddenly I feel my legs scissor over and realize I’m face down on the sheet.
He’s got both my wrists in one hand as I feel his hips drive into my ass the position sending his cock even deeper yet inside me.
I feel his other hand on my chin and his finger slide up and against my lips causing me to lean forward and take it in my mouth, sucking it wishing it was his cock, but in no way willing to let my mouth trade places with my pussy. His dick was right where it belonged. Inside the opening to make our baby.
I breathed in through my nose and continued taking his finger in my mouth before he quickly slid in a second and then a third.
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