by Coffy Paige
She looks down modestly, bracing herself for whatever comes next. He can very well be upset that he will have to break her in, for lack of a better term. As it stands now she wants to run and hide from his cock. She looks up just in time to see his back now turned towards her. She sits on her knees and gives in to the urge to explain herself, “I’ve always been sort of book smart, and I studied a lot. So by the time I was a senior in college I had this study partner named Teddy.”
“Okay, that’s enough,” he has a sardonic look as he turns back to her, “Really don’t need to know the guy’s name.” He looks at her again and the pride he felt when she told him she’d only had one other lover comes back. He softens to her once more, “None of that matters anymore Maizy. You know why?” He moves to the edge of her bed, about two feet from her, in the middle. She shakes her head ‘no’ and he continues, “Because anything concerning your tasty pussy is my concern now.” He nods at her shocked expression, “I also forgot to tell you how that sweetness between your thighs receives pleasure only of my volition.” Instinctually her hands cover her privates and he chuckles again at her meek candor to his own dominant blunt force. It’s too late to back down now, he thinks as his predatory gaze zones in on her dark chocolate tips to her delicious casaba melon-like bosom. Honestly he doesn’t see how she doesn’t tip over when she stands but that’s another discussion. “Play with your nipples.” He commands softly while licking his lips. He leans in to enjoy the show while he continues, “I understand your concern…yeah just like that.” He pauses when she tweaks her nipples in a way that really makes him hot. Her eyes are heavy from her own arousal by this point. Good, he wants her so hot and bothered that she’ll be begging for him to get inside her. Now is the time for preparation and he has all the time in the world. “Maizy do you trust me with your pleasure?” She nods and he follows, “Now I’m going to try to keep this as slow as you need it until your ready but baby please have mercy on me.” He finishes with a grin and she blushes.
“We can do it quick like a band-aid.”
“Is that how you did it the first time?” She shrugs and nods. “Jesus Maizy, did you even enjoy it?”
“Well…no…but I very much enjoy this. I’ve never had foreplay before.”
“What?” He’s doesn’t know what he’s more shocked about; the fact that she thinks they’re having foreplay or the fact that she’s never had it all. Who ever this Teddy person is he’d have to send a thank you card or something. “Baby lay back on the bed.” The alarm in her eyes lets him know she thinks they’re about to make love. “We’re not finished with the foreplay yet darling.” Once she’s flat on her back, he crawls over her to take her in. She is so vulnerable yet open to everything he’s about to give her. Starting with her forehead he trails kisses any and everywhere, lingering on different erogenous zones like her ears, chin, neck, and collarbone. At her breasts he makes her chuckle in breathy tones as he eeney-meeney-miney-mos which tit he will feast on first.
Deciding on her left first, he palms the juicy orb for the first time. They both let out a groan that urges both of them with fiery elation. His mouth crashes with the nipple, as her fingers mow through his short auburn curls. He breathes a deep breath of satisfaction as the tip of his tongue dances over the soft little ridges of the tiny morsel. Her loud moans of newfound glory drive his head to the other breast. She lets out a gasp of surprise while his pride is swells to bursting proportions from all the raw unleashed sexual desire he’s unlocking in his lover. Her gathers the heft of both breasts together so he can languidly lavish his tongue over both taut little pebbles. Her nails dragging over his scalp make him suck and pull hard enough until they pop and vibrate from his lips.
“I’m so close Mallory!” Maizy is thrashing against the sheets, with one hand clawing at them and the other clawing at him. She doesn’t object when she feels Mallory’s hand nudging her legs apart. She welcomes it as the anticipation of what’s to come moves her closer to that coveted orgasm. “Where are you going?” When she looks down, Mallory is positioning the backs of her knees over his shoulders.
His attention is on her glistening pussy that runs with her dew of arousal. He looks at the area as a whole with it’s neat and trim little patch of hair at the top of where the cleft starts. Her lower stomach rises and falls rapidly from her pants. She wants a release and only he can give it to her. “God your pussy looks so delicious. The lips look like a French puff pastry and your clit…mmm…is that my cherry on top?” He looks up to her heavy lids and can tell that she’s ready now. If he wants to take her he can with no hesitation on her part, but why deny himself this treat? Plus the way the heels of her feet are digging into his back he can tell she wants it too.
His toned arm snakes over the top of her right thigh and his peace sign fingers expose her sex for his viewing pleasure. He’s just about to go in for his first taste when he stops himself and looks up, “Maizy keep your eyes on me. I want to watch you when you come.” She only gives him a heated unblinking stare as she’s too hypnotized by him to not give exactly what he wants. He matches her stare as the tip of his tongue delves into her honey pot. Her breath hitches as his groan vibrates over her clit. Besides a long blink on his part neither broke the eye contact. He expertly darts his tongue in and out while his top lip massages the swollen nubbin. The bottom catches any on her sweet nectar that escapes his tongue.
He feeds from her like she has the fountain of youth running from her snatch and she’s willingly giving it to him in gush after gush that he’s demanding from her. Her walls contract on his tongue and he can taste her closeness. Her eyes are shimmering with unshed tears as her mouth falls open in a silent scream. His other hand moves up and presses on her pelvis while he sucks her clit in earnest. A shockwave shiver that starts at the base of her spine riddles its way up. It resonates through her whole body and ends with her voice. Her screams of gratification don’t deter him the least from his actions. They only exert more of his zeal to turn her body into putty. When she’s nothing but a pile of whimpers he leans up to look at his handy work before moving from the bed and out of the room.
Chapter 7
Maizy doesn’t have the strength to notice Mallory leaving the room. She doesn’t know her name. She wonders if it’s because it’s her first time experiencing oral sex or if it’s because it’s Mallory. Getting a little bit of power back to her body she looks around for him and figures he’s probably getting a condom. She begins to twist at the thought of that thick, long, powerful pole sliding in and out of her. She even gets bold enough to call out, “Mallory, I’m ready!” She’s about to go and find him until he finally appears in the doorway. “What were you doing?”
He holds up the platinum foiled wrapper, “By the way, these won’t be making too many appearances right?”
She grins sheepishly and nods, “I made an appointment for my doctor next week.” She’s blushing from talking so openly about her contraception with him, even if they were moments away from coitus.
His cock jumps at her candor despite her bashful manner. He rips it with his teeth and sheaths himself, all while walking over and getting on the bed between her legs. His eyes never leaving hers and his dominate determination radiating from his body. He scoops each one of her shapely brown legs around his waist savoring the silkiness of her skin. He scoots his thighs higher, causing her legs to move wider for his entrance. His strong hands roam the sides of her up to her arms to wrap around his neck. The heady scent of her arousal mixed with vanilla put him on a tailspin as he guides his length inside his new haven. To keep control on the tightening abyss sucking him in he focuses on Maizah’s delicate face. Watching for any discomfort. So far she looks like she’s on heavy medication, yet her eyes are still bright with passion and desire. Her body hesitantly accepts half of him to both their pleasurable surprise.
The deeper his hips go the more she doesn’t notice her flaws. He definitely doesn’t mind from the strain of pleasure in his expression. The
shiny lines displaying her weight loss diminish in her mind. The worry over her boobs spilling in her armpits is all gone. She can only concentrate on the intense lovemaking her man is putting on her. She accepts his searching lips to hers with a moan of release. Suddenly, her eyes snap as he slowly bottoms out. He’s all the way to the hilt and she can feel every gloriously thick inch of him.
“I’m sorry if I’m hurting you. I can slow down if you need to,” His voice is tender as he’s gaging her expression. As magnificent as her cunt feels clinging onto his love stick, he’s rather cut off his big toe than hurt her. Her silence is frightening so he tries to pull out.
Her feet press into his buttocks, “No! I mean it does hurt a little but…I-I like it.” Maizy leisurely claws at his lower back causing him to arch with a growl. His hips lift into hers and she winces from the new angle. He again tries to stop but she’s not having that so she rotates around his hard rod. “I can take it baby.”
He can’t hold back and gives her a warning thrust that steals her breath. “I never thought it could feel like this,” she cries out with a heaving breath.
A few minutes in that position and he’s confident she’s fully ready for him. Now he just wants to play with her for minute. He leans up on his haunches and looks down at his own pole work, if you will. He sucks in a gasp through a perfect “O”. “Look at that,” he pauses until she looks down. At first she’s hesitant of being so bold then she takes a peek and it holds her gaze. The contrast of their skin coupled with his elation makes her realize the eroticism that they both create. No superficial thoughts of physical hang-ups because they’re futile once stripped bare.
He pulls her until they’re both in a sitting position. She matches the rhythm of his grinding motion with her own as her head leans back. He nuzzles her neck with his eyes closed, enjoying everything of the moment and orchestrating it as well. He knows this position will give her the confidence to claim her desire, passion, and own sexuality yet still allowing him most of the dominance. God she is turning him into a real Neanderthal! A twirl of her hips elicits a guttural moan from them both. He pulls the nape of her neck so she faces him, not too rough just enough to excite. She gives a little confident smirk as he lifts a challenging brow. He falls back leaving her still in her prostrate state. He drinks in his lady. She runs her hands through her long mane slow and seductively then to her heavy breasts. “That’s it baby. Don’t hold back.” His cheerleading is maybe too premature. He’s kind of closer to release than his usual lovemaking sessions from months of pent up lust for this woman. Now to ask her to “not hold back” may not be a good idea. As the thought crosses his mind he tries to take her hips in his to guide her more efficiently.
Maizy brings back her naughty chuckle and moves his hands away. Balancing on his chest, her thighs lift and her legs straighten out to the same split she did earlier during her routine. His eyes bug out as she stops as the tip of his dick still inside. He strangles a curse as she slides down his length. “The tricks don’t stop on the pole sweetheart.” She continues to drag him slowly in and out of her in the same position. This has to be some sort of torture but fuck if he cares. This wanton little strumpet gives as well as she gets. He can’t figure which side he likes more, the sweet meek beauty that’s tongue-tied, or the gorgeously sexy siren with moves all for him. Or were they? His mind suddenly shifts to Alex. Yeah Char assured him that he means nothing to Maizy but what he heard with his own two ears echoes in his mind, “I can ask someone else…” It momentarily takes him out of himself. As if he’s in the octagon and she’s an opponent, he flips Maizy’s body expertly so she’s only inches from the edge. Even her astonished shriek doesn’t wake him from his cloud of possession and jealousy.
Maizy has no clue what to expect next and why he’s growling all of a sudden. His new demeanor is animalistic in nature yet all the more exciting to her. She welcomes it with her jutting hips meeting his brutal thrusts. Soon it starts to feel like that old blues song her father and stepmother used to put on when they had alone time. Millie Jackson’s Hurts So Good is crooning in her head as she chews on a pillow. Her right mind is flying out of the window, as she whimpers, “Please don’t stop Mal’ baby. Don’t ever stop!”
He throws one of her legs up to his shoulder and the other curls around his thigh like a hook. He likes this position because she looks like the vulnerable little sprite he was so drawn to months ago. Mallory glides slowly to her core as a courtesy. He doesn’t want to scare her as he is about to, as Cyril would put, beat it up. He didn’t understand at the time but now it all makes sense. He is about to tear that ass up. He picks up with a hard attack and slow tortuous retreat. Each one of her gratifying whimpers grows his ire to possess and consume her. The responses of her body are so satisfying to more than just his ego.
He isn’t usually this aggressive but over the months he has to now admit to himself that he’s becoming more and more like his wrestling moniker than ever. He is going to do whatever it takes until he’s convinced that she knows that she’s his. Maybe he’s always been this way, an alpha-male. He took no stock in it, thinking it was merely the press trying to make their assumptions for the public. He figured it a term for cattle or military until his sister talked about it once.
Either way, he truly didn’t buy into it until Maizy. Maybe he just needed her to unlock it. Lord knows the recipe was always there. Even before his father died he was encouraged to nurture this behavior. He taught him how to curtail it with charm for the ladies and fists for any guy that had a problem with it. His domineering ways were never a problem in past relationships because he usually finds out their looking for a meal ticket anyway. He may be a famous jock but his dual Master’s degrees in business and engineering is what made him wealthy before the fights. Now being with a woman that has so much going for her excites him. Yet her demure ways and all the advances of the wolves in the gym, especially Alex, make him immensely protective. Makes him want to claim her. Obviously, or he wouldn’t have gone to all this trouble. His body ravages the innocence of his sweet flower as she’s withering under him. He finally comes to his senses…a little.
She’s enjoying every bit of this and she doesn’t know what she wants more, him to stop or him to continue. He’s looking at her and she feels radiant, sexual, and alive. Yes the changes were all because of her but for some reason the look in his eyes makes it all the more better. An overwhelming feeling to be more connected to him wells inside her. Wanting to let him know how she feels. How she loves him. “Oh Mal’ I-I-…” She stops, not allowing herself to say what she feeling but going back to letting her body feel what she want to say. The bundled nerves between her legs begin to pop like a Tesla coil. With a whimpering cry she calls his name through her orgasm. He closes his mouth over hers for a pledge-sealing kiss. At this point she’s flying so high she doesn’t know how he’ll top this.
Mallory lifts from her lips, now grinding his hips to milk her aftershocks. Once she a bit more alert and her attention is back on him he smoothes her hair back from face. “I love you too Maizah.” He chuckles at her brow-raised expression.
Maizy can’t figure out what’s more shocking, the fact that he said the words or that he read her mind again! He begins to pick up the pace once more and the bud between her petals begins to throb once more. She didn’t know she could come again so fast! “ OH Shit Mallory!” Sounds of their piston-like bodies fill the room a long with Mallory’s primal grunts and Maizy’s second climatic screams. Their eyes lock when he gives knowledge of his own impending release. All his pent up energy starts to hum and glow like a nuclear reactor and she’d be damned if it didn’t turn her on more. Just as her second orgasm subsides, a third is hot on it trail!
The whole world can be swallowed up leaving only them and it wouldn’t rock them as much as the burst of their culminating pressure. “Maaallory!” Maizah screams as her spine bends to his undulating body while he too whimpers his release against her neck. Now the only sounds are the
ir heaving breaths and small smacking kisses they gently give one another. Not even by herself has she achieved this type of big O. Now she can tell her sister she knows what “La Petite Mort” is all about.
As she glides back down from her heavens he rolls over to kiss her cheek and neck with his heaving breath over her face. She tries to sit up but she flinches and hisses. “Are you okay? Was I too rough with you?”
The worry is back on his face and Maizy can’t help but feel. “I’m a little sour but I didn’t think it would happen this fast.” She tries to laugh it off, “Maybe it was all those moves you were putting me in. Did you forget that I was a girl and not a fighter?”
He chuckles as he slides from the bed to dispose of the condom. “Sweetness, there’s no way in hell I’d forget you weren’t a girl.” He bends and gives her a quick kiss before he flicks the lights to the room’s adjoining bathroom. Maizah quickly moves the rumpled sheet over her. Without its ambience lighting, old insecurities are coming back. Looking at Mallory all rippling and glistening in his nakedness makes her feel a bit inadequate to him. When he comes back his modesty is still out the window as he saunters over to the bed. He wiggles his brow “And you and me are going to be exploring a lot more positions that that.”