“Uggghhhhhh” she grunted. It felt good, but slightly uncomfortable. No sex in three months plus not ever having a penis enter that far is a lot to take in one day.
“Oh. Oh babe, Oh yes, Oh yes” he whispered between breaths.
Marissa knew what was happening but was a little too dazed to say anything much less do anything about it. He squeezed her inner thighs once more then ran his hands up her belly to her breast and squeezed each one as he began to ejaculate inside of her. Marissa could feel the intensity of his orgasm as each twitch of his cock stretched her pussy slightly.
She didn’t expect any of this. She could tell by the little bit of warmth in her pussy that Patrick had probably just exploded cum inside her. She lay back, exhausted with his cock impaled inside her. His thick dick sealed her pussy preventing any of his sperm from escaping and leaking.
He kissed and licked on her neck and earlobes. Gently rubbing her nipples and squeezing her tits he moved his head around so that he could kiss Marissa on her lips. He loved how soft and wet her lips were.
“You felt so good Patrick. I haven’t had sex 6 months. I was going a little crazy. I think you just fixed me.”
Patrick carefully reached forward and helped Marrisa remove her boots and jeans. He made sure his penis stayed stuffed inside her. He then turned her around, still not allowing his dick to exit her cunt. She was now sitting on him missionary style. He scooted forward slightly so that she could wrap her legs around him.
She leaned forward and kissed the man that for years had loved her, lusted for her and now just inseminated her. The thought of his cum still inside her made her feel even closer to Patrick. She never felt that close to Martin, and her husband never dared to cum inside her.
Now, she had her true lover’s cock rammed right up inside her. She stared into his eyes. Marissa could tell he was genuine. She could feel his love and then, suddenly, she could feel his lust.
His dick went from semi-hard back to full fledged hard inside. He began moving his hips fucking her again. Marissa was in shock. That hadn’t even finished fucking for three minutes and now he was going to go for round two.
“Holy shit Patrick, are you serious baby?”
He said nothing. The sound of his Marissa calling him baby made him even more passionate. He pulled her close to him, grabbed her ass and showed her the motions to make on his dick, then let Marissa take over. She kissed her man again, her heart was filled with warmth. She was slowly riding him, and fucking him on his couch. His hands were exploring and sensually touching her back. Caressing every inch of her as his tongue met hers. He sucked on her lips after each long kiss.
Marissa’s breathing picked up again. “Oh, Patrick, baby, what are you doing to me?” she whispered to him. His hands found their way back down to her ass. He was squeezing her ass harder and harder, pulling and stretching her asshole and pussy each time.
Marissa’s blood flowed to the region increasing her sensitivity. Her pace picked up. She was bouncing up and down and then grinding back and forth. She had taken Patrick all the way in. Any feeling of discomfort had long vanished and she was now accustomed to his size.
His fingers poked her asshole. This triggered Marissa’s fourth orgasm of the evening. She struggled to breathe as her head rolled back in ecstasy. Her pace had come to a complete stop and all she could do is sit down fully on his cock and attempt to grind on him. Her orgasm was too strong to muster up any type of normal rhythmical movements.
After her climax had subsided she tried to catch her breath, still mounted on Patrick. “Baby,” she whispered to him, “you just made me cum again. You feel so fucking amazing!” she said with sexual joy.
“I told you I was going to make love to you, then I was going to fuck you, then I was going to make love to you again. We just made love, now I’m going to fuck your brains out.” Patrick replied.
He stood up from the couch with Marissa still mounted on him. He was even more careful to ensure that he didn’t pull out from her. He wanted his seed inside her for as long as he could. He wanted to give his “boys” every chance in the world to find an egg in her womb.
He walked her quickly over to the wall and nearly slammed her against it. His pictures of his old dog and grandparents fell to the floor and broke.
“Baby be careful there’s glass on the...oh...oh Patrick, ergghhh….uggggh….FUCK ME!” Marissa yelled. She had tried to warn him on the glass on the ground but Patrick began pumping into hard before she could finish her sentence. Her ass kept hitting the wall from the force of his thrusts. Her legs were wrapped around him but the were quickly going numb from the sensation he was causing her.
His cock never went more than halfway as he kept pounding into her as he were trying to nail her to wall. She loved how fast and hard he would shove his dick into her. Every time he went all the way in his pubic hair rubbed her clit. His pace was perfect and Marissa was on track for an incredible number five.
WHAP-WHAP-WHAP-WHAP-WHAP
Non-stop. It was clear Patrick didn’t want to hurt her, but he wanted to fuck Marissa with everything he had. All Marissa could do was hold on for dear life as Patrick fucked her to her absolute max.
He was now almost grunting. He would kiss her, then pull away and bite at her neck. His hands squeezed her ass harder than before and she could almost feel his fingernails digging into her skin on her ass.
“Oh Patrick! Baby, oh fuck, you’re gonna make, oh I’m cumming baby…” she whimpered. She laid her head on his shoulder as his relentless hard fucking sent her over the edge again. Marissa’s energy drained from her and she could barely keep her eyes open. Her hands and legs were numb. She felt as she could barely keep conscious. Patrick’s pounding continued against the wall. She had seen his passionate lover side and now she was seeing his big hard monster side.
“Baby! I can’t feel my hands or my legs.”
Patrick stopped immediately. She kissed Marissa once again sucking on her lips. “I’m sorry baby, are you okay?”
“Yes baby, I’m okay. I think I need a quick break. Oh I think you’re killing me!” she said playfully.
“No breaks yet baby. Sorry.” Patrick responded as he moved her back to the couch keeping the seal that his dick made while plunged into Marissa.
He laid her down on her back, raised her legs up and placed her ankles on his shoulders. He then began to slowly stroke his dick halfway out of her pussy then all the way back in.
This wasn’t helping Marissa’s circulation but the feeling of him deep inside her was intense. She had never fucked a man like Patrick before. She gazed at his abs and his strong chest then looked down to see his large cock halfway exited, then filling her pussy. Stroke after stroke.
“Your pussy feels so good Marissa.” Patrick said as his eyes started to roll back a little. His breathing became irregular and he was beginning to lose the rhythm of his strokes.
“Oh, baby, I love you Marissa. You feel so fucking good to me baby. I want to cum in your pussy. I want to cum in your pussy everyday.”
“Do it baby. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy.” Marissa responded reaching up and pulling him down to her, kissing him and then whispering in his ears again “I want your cum inside me.”
This was all Patrick needed. He began to arch his back and he became very quiet, skipping breaths, as he pumped the rest of his load into what he envisioned would one day be his wife. Marissa’s legs were jelly and shook, she couldn’t control them so she allowed them to tremble around his neck.
He ran his hand down the outside of her thigh and rubbed it back up as he began to recover. His eyes closed, he was in pure ecstasy. His first orgasm was one of pent-up sexual frustration after yearning for Marissa all these years, but his second one was pure bliss.
The jerking of his cock didn’t stop for close to half a minute as every ounce of his cum he had was squeezed into Marissa who was at the perfect angle to let gravity do it’s thing. Keeping himself stuffed inside her he moved forward and gave
her a soft, sensual kiss.
“I can’t stop saying this Marissa, I’m really in love with you. I love you so much. I want you to be my wife. I want you to have my babies.”
Marissa just smiled.
“You’re all I want. Do you love me?” He asked.
Marissa paused, and within seconds had a big smile on her face. Her heart was again filled with warmth “Yes. Very much. I think I always have.” She knew that Patrick was the right man. She had no anxiety or reservations anymore. Martin was all but a distant obstacle that mattered little to her now. He could have whatever women he wanted. She now had a real man, who wanted her heart, her companionship and her sex.
He kissed her once more, then leaned back. “I wish I had a towel right now, we’re going to make a mess of the couch.” He then looked down and grabbed her torn panties from the floor. He handed them to her to clean up the cum that was about to drip out of her. He slowly pulled his softening penis out from inside her. Immediately as he left her pussy a good amount of his cum leaked right out of her getting onto his couch before she could wipe it up. She spent the next few seconds wiping herself with her torn panties while Patrick watched on with a smile.
She playfully threw her stained panties at his chest when she was done and laughed. He grabbed by the hand, pulled her up and led her to the bathroom. He turned the shower on, putting the water just above lukewarm for her. Without saying a word he helped guide her into the shower and stepped in himself.
The water felt good on Marissa. It was like a gentle cleansing after having such rough, hot and intimate sex. Patrick stood behind and lathered his hands up with soap, then began to wash her pussy, inner thighs, and tits. Marissa’s nipples became erect from the feel of his hands soaping her up.
He repeated the process several times and ensured he included her anus. Marissa loved the feel of his hands running over her ass. She turned to return the favor and saw him once again standing stiff as a pole. Her eyes widened. “You’re some sort of monster, how can your dick be that hard already?”.
“I told you I wanted you. I think he wants you even more than I do”. Marissa reached out to start stroking his cock, then began to kneel so that she could give him head. But Patrick stopped her. “Not yet baby.” He said as he cut off the water. Patrick grabbed a towel and gave her a quick drying leaving her partially wet. “I like seeing you wet” he added.
He stepped out of the tub and helped Marissa out, then he scooped her up as if she were his bride on their wedding day. He carried her into the bedroom, and laid her down on the bed. She loved the way he felt as he kissed her. She could feel the weight of his body press down on her as he mounted her again. She was pretty sure she was having the best best sexual experience of her lifetime. He continued to kiss her as his fingers found their way down to her pussy. He slowly stuck them in and pulled them out in a ‘come here’ motion.
Marissa’s wetness increased. But he wouldn’t let her come this time. “I want you to 69 me baby. I want you to shove your warm little pussy in my face as you suck me” he said as he rolled off of her.
Marissa sat and then positioned herself to meet his command. She felt so uninhibited. Free. Healed. She put each leg around his neck and then lowered her pussy down to his eagerly waiting mouth. His tongue pushed right into her pussy, licking up and down forcefully. He would lick then try to suck one of her pussy lips into his mouth, one at a time. She could hear his quiet, muffled moans of pleasure as he licked and sucked on her pussy. Without taking his mouth off of her he mumbled “You taste so good baby, I love sucking your pussy.”
Marissa loved the fact that another man was taking pleasure in her body. She hadn’t even begun to suck his cock yet, instead she stayed stroking it up and down while she looked back and tried to see him enjoying her. He massaged her ass as his tongue swirled around her clit then darted in and out of her pussy.
She finally lowered her head and opened her mouth taking him in. She was impressed with his thickness and it began to set in just how big his cock was. She never had any problem giving Martin head, other than him not asking her if he could cum in her mouth. Patrick had stretched her lips on both ends now.
She tried to work her mouth down and up his cock. Sucking him was hard because of his girth so she resorted to just sucking on and around the head of his penis. She could tell he enjoyed this by the way his toes and feet were moving. His hips would slowly rise and then lower, fucking her mouth gently. His tongue continued to lap every juice that ran off of her pussy. Her legs began to shake. She was nearing her another orgasm. The sensations increased until she was forced to take his cock out of her mouth so she could breathe.
She licked her palm and then wrapped her hand around his dick and began to slowly jerking him to the rhythm of his tongue on her pussy. She had never 69’d before and this would be the first time that she had cum in this position. Her hips began to gyrate as she approached yet another climax.
“Oh, baby, don’t stop. Oh your mouth feels so good.” And with that her thighs began to shake around his head as she squirmed over his face. Patrick didn’t miss a beat, he continued his licking and sucking of her until her orgasm subsided.
His dick was beginning to throb again and Marissa knew he was about to cum. “Cum baby, cum all over hand, I want to see you cum baby” Marissa said as she tried to catch her breath. Just as she said that his tongue left her pussy. Marissa could feel the brief cool air hit her cunt before Patrick repositioned his head, this time with his mouth right in front of her asshole.
His tongue stuck out, then licked around her ass twice before trying to push into her tiny little sphincter. “Oh! What are you doing? Ohhhh….” Marissa expressed her satisfaction. Patrick didn’t need to answer.
As his tongue flickered around her asshole she could hear his muffled grunts coming from him. His toes were really moving and Marissa felt his cock briefly tense up. She turned and looked just in time to see a couple of streams of white spunk shoot out of his dick and onto parts of the floor and foot of the bed. His cum continued, a few more tiny spurts of clear semen came out followed by big globs of white cum that flowed out of his dick and onto Marissa’s hand and wrist.
His cum continued for about 10 seconds before Marissa could tell he was spent. He pulled her ass back onto his face and kissed her pussy one more time before pushing her to side.
Completely exhausted he laid his head back onto the bed and tried to control his breathing. Marissa went to the bathroom to wash his globs of cum off of her hand and arm. When she returned the bed she saw him lying there, almost passed out. His cock was now limp and laying on it’s side against his thigh. His eyes closed, his chest still moving from the deep breaths.
She jumped into bed with him, pulled a cover up over both of them, kissed him on the cheek and whispered “I love you too”. He didn’t respond, he just turned over and gave her a kiss on her forehead and smiled, passing out soon after. Marissa snuggled with him and kept her body close. She was completely relaxed, tired, and at peace. There were no more thoughts of Martin, no more pain, no more depression, just pure satisfaction, hope and now love.
She was with the right right man.
With him, finally.
Thank You For Reading This Story!
I hope you enjoyed this short story. If you liked the work a comment on it would be greatly appreciated! You can also follow me on Twitter @empierce_author . If you have any other comments that you would prefer to mention in confidentiality you can e-mail me at [email protected]. I do read e-mails and try to respond when I can. Thank you very much. Please feel free to check out my other books.
My next work will be released on 10/11 titled “The Consultant”. It is the first part in a trilogy about Monica LaRoque, a dCEO/divorcee who stumbles upon an “external” service that more than meets her needs.
E.M.
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