So even though the muscles in my face wouldn’t work because my jaw had gone slack, leaving my mouth to hang open. I knew that the damage, at least part of it, had already been done.
I knew from her place in that darkened room she watched as her husband ate a young girl’s pussy with relish. I knew she saw him enjoying my body with his mouth. This was just the beginning.
But I wanted more. I can have that can’t I? I can enjoy him and still make her suffer, in fact that just might be better all around. Let her watch me enjoy what he did to me.
My thoughts made my skin feverish and there was something foreign building inside me. A pressure that felt like it was growing wider, deeper. It beat between my legs and deep inside my belly and oh wow, damn…
My moans grew louder as I lifted my hips off the bed to meet his mouth. No longer thinking or caring about anything but the sweet pleasure between my thighs.
I whimpered in my throat and he drove his thick long tongue deeper until I lost all my senses. I was just a ball of burning lust now as he gripped my ass tighter, bringing me closer to his mouth as he did the most amazing things to my body with his mouth and tongue and teeth.
And when his fingertip grazed that tightly puckered flesh between my butt cheeks I gushed in his mouth. “Yes, oh yes, your tongue feels so good in me.” Wait was that me? Who cares?
My body trembled uncontrollably and he held me down with a strong arm across my tummy, but never stopped. His tongue kept up the same pace; slow, deep, hard.
Then he covered my sex completely and sucked, felt like he was trying to pull my womb out through my tiny little opening. I went up and over again, my mind fractured and splintered apart as I wondered how anything could feel this good. I never knew…no wonder…
I felt a burst of jealousy that she’d had this, that he’d ever shared this with her. I glared at the camera as my hands grabbed his head and my fingers dug in as I moved like a wanton slut against his mouth and tongue. Crying out for more.
He could’ve done anything to me in that moment and I wouldn’t have stopped him. I never wanted it to end, this feeling of elation, joy, sexual gratification. It felt like every good thing rolled into one and I became a glutton, wanting it never to end.
I came on his tongue continuously, my hoarse moans ringing out in the air. I was wet and sticky between my thighs, something that should’ve embarrassed me, but didn’t. Instead I reveled in my body’s response. I felt like a woman.
He moaned as he ate me and that too added to my pleasure, knowing that he was getting off on eating my fresh young pussy. I wanted to hear him say that I was the best, wanted her to hear it as well.
As I climbed those heights again, while my heart pounded in my chest and that tight sweet pressure grew deep inside me where he played with his tongue, I learned something new about myself.
I love sex. I want this every day for the rest of my life; with him, only him. It seemed like he would gladly stay between my legs with his tongue buried deep inside me forever, but I wanted something.
I had a sudden urge to take him in my mouth. That beautiful cock that I’d felt pressed against me. I pushed against his shoulders gently until he got on his knees between my thighs.
I attacked his slacks until I got them off, pushing his boxers down with them. His amazing cock bounced into view and bopped me on the chin.
I looked at his flesh in amazement, not quite believing that it was real. I reached my hand out tentatively and squealed when it flexed against my fingers. I was in awe. It has got to be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Long, hard, about twelve inches, and too thick for my hand to get around. But it was the shape of it, the way the tip curved to the side, and the head that was way bigger and wider than the shaft.
My womb contracted and my pussy leaked again, the juices running down my inner thighs. His hand gripped my hair and led my head down towards his throbbing cock.
I had no choice, not that I wanted one anyway, but to open my mouth and taste. I licked the fat head first, tasting his precum for the first time. Then I closed my eyes and sucked it into the warm cavern of my mouth.
My lips were stretched tight, almost on the verge of pain; but I did not care. I wanted more, wanted to fit all of him in my mouth. The feel of him throbbing on my tongue as he leaked precum made me feel more like a woman. A sensual desirable woman.
He moaned deep and long as his fingers tugged on my hair hard enough to sting and it was the best sound I’d ever heard. As I took more of his cock into my mouth, stretching it to the max, I felt a change come over me. It was a mix of power and submission.
Power because I could make him this hard, make him growl and moan as he pushed into my mouth. Submission, because all I wanted in that moment, was to lie down, spread my legs wide open, and take his big, long, lovely cock inside me.
Sydney
I liked that he was finding such pleasure in me. Liked that I could make him moan like that, like he couldn’t control himself. I became something I never thought I could ever be. A slave to lust.
I gobbled down his thick cock until I choked and gagged, and yet when I tried to pull back, to pull off, his hand held me there, with his meat throbbing against the entrance to my throat.
“Breathe!” His gruff command made my belly tremble and I felt helpless, but loved it. I loved the control he had over me right then. He decided whether I breathed or not and it was somehow liberating.
I inhaled through my nose, concentrating hard on not dying, and soon it became easier to breathe around his cock as he slid it back and forth, each time going deeper until it felt as if he were in my neck.
I didn’t have all of him in my mouth, I don’t think that’s possible, but suddenly I wanted to be the best he’d ever had. I was thinking about her, about outshining her in his bed. As my body heated up and he reached over my back and drove his fingers into me, it was all I could think about.
So my hips moved faster and my mouth sucked harder. I yelped when he pulled me off his cock and flung me back against the pillows roughly.
My eyes widened at the look on his face. The skin was drawn tight across his cheekbones and there was a light in his eyes that was almost terrifying. Had I gone too far?
His hand gripped his impressive cock and stroked and my eyes followed. There was a line of precum hanging from his cock tip to the mattress. His hands moved faster and he seemed to grow longer right before my eyes. Oh hell!
“Open your legs wide and hold them there.” His voice brooked no objection and I rushed to obey, holding my wide spread thighs below the knees. Holding myself open for him. How was it possible that he could make me burn with his voice?
Where did this hunger, this need, that beat inside me come from? My eyes never left his cock even as he leaned over me on one hand while leading his cock into me with the other.
We both looked between my legs as the fat bulbous head of his cock spread my pussy lips. I felt panic at the size of that thing. There’s no way he was getting that inside me. I can barely get my fingers in me sometimes, so I know.
I winced and inched back when he pushed, but he grabbed my hip and held me in place. I burned and hurt as he stretched me, but he did it so slowly the feeling didn’t last for very long.
“Fuck you’re so tight.” Even those words made me quiver. I loved that he seemed to enjoy that. That my tightness gave him pleasure. I knew from the look on his face that he was pleased.
He eased back and I felt relief, only to feel that burning fullness again when he slid back in. Over and over he kept up that motion, in out, in out, each time going deeper.
I looked down and saw he’d barely got the head in. My legs shook with excitement at all that he still had left to go. I pushed my hips forward hard and got a few more inches inside me, but damn it hurt.
“Ow…” I pressed my hand down on my mound to help ease the pressure. It felt like a baseball bat had been shoved up inside me. He stopped all movement and leaned in
to kiss me and I soon forgot all about the pain.
His kiss was overwhelming. As he played in my mouth with his tongue I could still feel him inside me, getting a little bit deeper each time before pulling out again. Until it was no longer enough and I wanted all of him, now, right now.
I dug my nails into his firm shoulders and wrapped my legs harder around him, trying to pull him in. I was now completely mindless with need.
“Easy easy.” He placed little nibbling kisses along my lips and my heart melted. “We don’t want to tear your tight little pussy. Then I won’t be able to fuck you as much as I want.” Where did he learn to use words to bring a woman to heel?
His lips moved to my ear and he whispered, dark things that made my body ache. “I want you to take all of me inside you. I’m not going to stop until I hit bottom, so I hope you’re prepared.”
He licked my cheek and for the first time I felt his fingers on my nipple. I whimpered this time and begged. I tried spreading my legs wider but they were already there. I was already beyond anything I could’ve imagined and still he kept on, using his words now to inflame, to incite, to seduce.
The more he spoke the weaker I became. At this point I just wanted him to take over, to do anything he wished with me. I no longer cared about anything or anyone else.
Just the two of us on that bed and the things he’d awakened in me. Things I never knew were there. He left his cock resting inside me, the few inches he’d been able to work in anyway, and took my nipple between his teeth.
I felt my own feminine juices escape and help to ease the burn where he stretched me so mercilessly. And nothing felt better than him chewing on my hard sensitive nipple.
I screeched and grabbed his head, holding him to me as I felt him ease out and slide back in, a little easier this time but that sting was still there. I never knew I could want pain, but the pain of his length pushing into me I was starting to crave.
He dropped my nipple and lifted my ass in both his hands. He did something that made his cock jump inside me, taking my mind off the pain of having my most tender flesh stretched to the point of tearing for a second.
I felt his eyes on me and looked up to find him watching me as he eased his dick to me. What was it in his eyes that made this weakness come over me each and every time?
As they held mine, and he eased in and out again, going deeper with each thrust, I saw something, something I couldn’t name but was helpless to look away from. It was as if I were the one being hypnotized by him.
He took his time, I wanted him to go faster. There was a new fluttering hunger deep inside that I knew only the feel of him would appease. But he just kept going at his own steady pace. Slide in, slide out, over and over.
The lines became blurred. My mission, the thing that had been the most important aspect of my life until now, was suddenly being pushed to the side. I tried to bring it back, to keep it close, but there was a new need in its place.
A hunger that I’d not planned for and could not have foreseen even had I been the most seasoned of lovers. How could I have known that my body would react to his in this way?
Did he know? Could he sense that I was no longer in control? That he’d broken down the walls that had been so carefully placed around myself all these years? I cried out when his thumb found my clit and pressed down hard, my body shaking with uncontrollable spams.
“Where did you go just now?” There was an edge to his voice when he asked that and I felt a sliver of fear run up my spine. He’s so big, so strong, so hard. And I, well I’ve never been more aware of my softness as a woman.
And I reveled in that softness, because even in that there was a kind of power. I felt the thrill of knowing that my pussy had put that look on his face. Was it jealousy?
I smiled, feeling that power surge through me as I used my sex to lure him. I tested my own prowess, letting my muscles flex around his intruding meat as I felt him leak inside me.
When he wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed, two seconds, before he slammed into me, my body went into shock. And then his words, growled into my face, just sent me spiraling over the edge. “You don’t think about anything but me when I’m inside you.” Oh hell!
Sebastian
“You’re a virgin?” I held still inside her as her pussy twitched with continuous spasms. I looked down between her thighs and saw her virgin blood leaking out around my cock.
I had been starting to wonder if the frumpy mouse thing was a farce, an act, but now I’m not so sure. A fucking virgin? In this town, at her age?
I looked down at her with what I’m sure was amazement and as the lone tear fell from the corner of her eye, I lowered my head and sipped it from her flesh.
Her heart pounded beneath me as her pussy fought to accept the pain of being invaded. I felt every pulse beat deep inside her on the tip of my cock.
I still had a few more inches to go and even as I told myself there was no way her tight little pussy could take all of me, I knew I wouldn’t stop until she did.
It had suddenly became the most important thing to me, to get all of me inside of her. I caught the next tear with the pad of my thumb and rubbed it along her cheek as I held still, giving her time to adjust.
I licked her face dry of tears as they fell, whispering soft words of encouragement as she settled. I felt something soft and warm unfurl in my chest as I laid my body flush with hers, pressing her into the bed.
My hands were gentle as they brushed the hair back from her face. My kiss was warm when I placed it at the corner of her lips. And that look in her eyes that held a sheen of more tears, touched something deep inside me.
Something I have always kept reserved and out of reach was suddenly open, right there, waiting for her to grab. And I was powerless to stop it. I didn’t even seem to have the will to even try.
An emotion I haven’t felt since the night I held my little girls in my arms for the first time overcame me. “How are you possible sweetheart?” It was a serious question but I didn’t expect an answer.
It’s something I’m going to have to work out on my own. I’ll have to put the many questions running through my head aside for now, because my body needed release. But still, I wondered, as I felt her body give beneath the strain of my forceful cock.
How could someone who looks like her, be cherry? How had she kept herself pure all this time, and why me? Why now? Something wasn’t adding up, but that too will have to wait for later.
Right now her virgin cunt needed all my attention. Her tight heat pulsed and clenched around me and I wasn’t sure if she was trying to kick me out or draw me deeper inside.
I got my answer when I lowered my head and bit into her neck, marking her. She came hard and her pussy sucked at the head of my cock reflexively, drawing me deeper into her soft, wet heat.
She moaned and whined when I refused to give her more cock, but I knew better. As tight as she is, if I fucked her the way I wanted to, the way she seems to want me to, she’d be in a world of pain. I didn’t want that.
She’s my first virgin. I know the kind of man I am, so I know what that shit means. And now she will too. Whatever her plan had been, whatever had sent her here to me and into my bed, I’m about to change that shit up on her.
I surged into her and held still, holding her face in my hands. “You know what this means don’t you?” She looked up at me as I started fucking into her nice and slow. The look of confusion mixed with apprehension was just about what I expected. “No!”
“You gave yourself to me. I have your virgin blood on my cock. Think about it.” I buried my face in her neck and took her ass in my hands, lifting her into my deep, long strokes.
Moving my lips to her ear, I nipped her there and felt her pussy squeeze. “I’ve decided I’m going keep you.” She cried out as I fucked into her hard on the last word and her arms and legs got tighter around me as she clutched my body to her.
I told myself to go slow, to take it easy. But the feel of
her bountiful tits pressing into my chest, her nipples hard and needy was more than I could take. I felt every ridge in my cock as it scraped along her pussy walls on the outstroke.
The bed rocked and slammed into the wall when I fucked back in. The noise she made should’ve made me pull out to see the damage or at the very least let her catch her breath, but it didn’t.
“Open your legs wider.” As soon as she obeyed my command I dug my cock into her depths. With her ass in my hands there was nowhere for her to go, no way to escape what I was doing to her.
I just kept pounding away at her pussy, deep fucking her now. “Stay with me.” She strained to get closer, wordlessly begging for more cock.
I gave in and gave her what she wanted and her pussy opened up like a flower, letting me into her secret hidden places, drooling all over my pounding cock shaft.
“That’s a good girl!” I held her head back so I could look into her eyes while I fucked. Those jewels that shone with an inner light unlike anything I’d ever seen before.
Her beauty though astounding, could not compare to what being inside her pussy made me feel. Such beauty such innocence and yet so fucking sexy. In other words, she was the whole fucking package. Looks, brains, sweet and a pussy that fit around my cock like it was made for it. The wayward thought that she wasn’t really mine, not yet, intruded.
I’d kill her if she ever fucked anyone else. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I bit them back. She’ll learn soon enough. But as I fucked into her sweet pussy, I knew that there was no way I’d ever let her go. Not after this!
Her pussy made me want to cum and stay hard so I could fuck her all over again. Sex had never made me want, has never captured my emotions so entirely before. Not with anyone!
“I’m going to fuck you until dawn. And the only reason I’ll stop then is so you can see to my children.” My mind was already moving ahead to our next fuck and how I was going to manage getting her under me as often as possible with so many people around.
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