by Betsy Locke
The pleasure was getting to much to handle. My breathing quickened, my balls tightening up. I was close. I couldn't get a word out to warn Victoria. I didn't want to come this quickly. I was about to shoot my load right into her mouth.
But Victoria had all the experience. She knew right when to stop.
She let go of my shaft and pulled me out of her mouth. She wiped the drool from the corners of her lips. “We don't want you finishing too quickly.”
Victoria stood up and stepped towards the bed. She pulled her dress down her legs and stepped out of it. A black thong that accentuated her curves was the only thing left preventing me from taking her.
“Get over here and on your knees,” she ordered me.
I happily went to her and got down onto the carpet. Her pubic mound was just inches from my face. I could smell her sweet scent.
“Take off my panties,” she said.
I gulped and pulled them down, revealing freshly shaved pubic hair. Her thong rested around her ankles. My hands ran up her tanned thighs, kneading them.
“Eat my pussy,” she commanded.
I was waiting for her to say that. I shoved my face in her crotch, my tongue starving for her wetness. Her nectar tasted so sweet. I lapped at her pussy, drinking it all in.
Other than feeling around with my tongue, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do.
I knew women had a clitoris but I had no idea where it was or what I was looking for. My friends always bragged about making women have multiple orgasms when going down on them. What the hell was I supposed to do?
Victoria's hand grabbed a tuft of my hair and pulled my head back. Her moisture was spread across my face. She spread her lips with two fingers and pointed to the little bulb. “Put your tongue on me right here.”
I pressed against her clit and Victoria's grip on my head tightened. I swirled my tongue around, feeling for every time her body jerked to my touch. I listened to her breathing and moved faster if it increased.
“I'm close, Zachary. Make me come!”
Victoria bucked against my face as she came hard. I continued to pleasure her clit until her legs relaxed and her grip on my hair loosened.
“You're pretty good at that,” she said. Victoria sat down on the edge of the bed and scooted back until she lay against the headboard. “Take off that shirt.”
I wiped my mouth and stood up. I slowly unbuttoned each button, showing more and more of my skin. Victoria bit her lip as I exposed my hardened pecs and thick arms. I watched her chest expand and contract as she watched me.
I discarded the shirt on the ground and stood completely naked for Victoria. I felt self conscious as her eyes inspected every bit of me.
“You must work out a lot,” she said, biting down on the tip of her index finger.
My friends and I always challenged each other to go harder at the gym. It looks like all that hard work finally paid off.
“How much do you want this?” Her finger trailed down her neck and in between her massive breasts.
“So bad,” I replied, wanting to stroke my cock and come all over that body of hers. I just had to be patient.
“Get over here and mount me what that big hard cock. Show me how much of a real man you are.”
I crawled onto the bed and got on top of Victoria. Her body was warm beneath me as my cock was only inches away from her hole. We kissed and I squeezed her boobs, weighing them in my hands. I loved the way they felt.
Victoria was so fucking hot.
Chapter Five
Victoria raked her fingers down my back. “I'm so wet for you, Zachary. Just feel my pussy and you'll know what I mean.”
I dipped my finger down below and felt her soaking wet hole dripping onto the bed sheets. I put my two fingers in my mouth and tasted her again, remembering my tongue against her clit. “You taste so good,” I said.
Victoria spread her legs further. “Go slow at first. There's no rush to the finish line.”
My tip pushed against her and I could feel her pussy enveloping me as I shoved my cock all the way in. The sensation was unlike any other. We both moaned at the top of our lungs as I crammed all my length into her tightness.
I looked down to see myself completely buried in her. My cock was so sensitive. The pleasure built higher and higher. I wouldn't be able to last very long.
I pulled out slowly and plunged into her again, watching Victoria's back arch and her teeth bite her bottom lip. It was all too much for me. I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything that could bring me back from the cliff.
“Stay still,” Victoria said. “Don't move that cock so you can get used to my pussy clenching around you.”
I tried my best not to move, straining to hold myself above the perfect body below me. My eyes traveled over her lips and down to her perfect breasts. My rod throbbed inside her and I had to look away to keep my orgasm at bay.
Why did my first have to be such a fucking hot woman?
The longer I stayed still, the less sensitive my cock became. I didn't have to keep my eyes shut closed any longer.
“I think you're ready now,” she said. “Fuck me hard, Zachary. Spill your cum inside me.”
I pulled out again and pumped into her, picking up speed with every thrust. My hips crashed against her and I watched her large tits bounce back and forth.
“Harder, Zachary! Pound my tight pussy!”
I slammed into her, drilling my cock deeper and deeper. “I can't last any longer!” I warned Victoria.
“Don't you dare pull out! Finish inside me!”
“Fuck!” I finally let go and released, my cock pouring cum into her pussy. Victoria came again, her body quaking beneath me as she was ravaged by pleasure.
I hammered into her until my balls were dry. The pulsing in my cock finally died down. I pulled out and broke the dam keeping my cum inside her. I watched as my semen flowed out of her like a river.
I collapsed next to her, out of breath and glowing from my first experience. That felt way too good. The fear began to creep back in my head. What if that was my first and last time I'd ever be with a woman?
Victoria rolled over to the nightstand next to her bed and lit up a cigarette. “Want one?” she asked.
I waved my hand at her. “I don't smoke.”
“I don't either but a cigarette after sex is like heaven.”
“Is it like that every time?” I asked, my hand sneaking onto her boob and squeezing. I couldn't help myself when they were just sitting there, heaving up and down with every breath. My finger circled around her nipple.
Victoria laughed, puffing out smoke. “You're always going to remember your first time. But it's going to get better and better the more you do it.”
“Was I bad?” I asked.
She rolled over and her boobs mashed together. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. “You were perfect. Every orgasm felt better than the next.” She reached down and touched my flaccid penis. An electric shock went through me and I saw my cock grow in her hands.
Victoria smiled deviously. “This is going to be a very long night...”
–
The blinding sun peeked through the blinds and baked my face. I reached out next to me and felt the cold covers. I lifted my head and realized that Victoria wasn't next to me.
I was laying on the ground with a pillow and the comforter wrapped around me. Last night had gotten so intense that we fell off the bed and decided to stay down here.
I couldn't even remember the last thing that had happened before I passed out. I must've been so exhausted. I tried to move and winced from every sore muscle.
“About time you got up,” Victoria said, walking naked from the bathroom to her dresser. I watched her every curve bounce. She took out a thong and pulled them up and over her luscious hips. “Get ready and I'll drive you to your car.”
I was hoping to go one last time but I wasn't even sure my dick would work anymore. I came enough last night for a lifetime.
We d
rove back to RAW in her BMW around noon. She parked by my car and I didn't want to get out. That meant it was all over.
“Can I see you again?” I asked.
“Of course,” Victoria replied with a smile. She took a pen and wrote down her number on the back of my hand. “But I don't think you're going to need me anymore.”
I stepped out of her car and watched her drive away. Maybe she was right. But I'd never forget my first time.
Chapter Six
My friends and I got together that night. They went around the table and told about their different escapades.
When it got to my turn, I didn't have to lie or stretch the truth. In fact, I had to hold some details back. I didn't want them to know every little dirty thing that I did to that MILF.
The surprising part was that there was a loser.
John who was dancing with the one MILF all night ended up going home by himself. He had put all his eggs in one basket and failed.
Unlimited beers for a month.
The End
Story Ten
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Description
Grace is visiting Paris to meet with Nolan who is studying art abroad. She's been obsessed with him for years and discovers tons of paintings he has done of her.
Their forbidden romance is about to blossom.
Chapter One
I had waited so long for this.
Winter break from college and I was finally in Paris, France. The one place I had been dreaming of since I could remember.
And now my dream came true.
It was all made possible by my stepbrother, Nolan. He was in his second year of studying abroad for art and invited me to come visit him for a week while I had a break.
I scrimped and saved the entire year to pay for the plane ticket and extra spending money. Nolan was going to let me stay with him in his studio apartment which would cut down on costs. I was ready to make this the best trip of my life.
I stepped out of the airport and the frozen air hit me like a slap in the face. I was wearing just a long sleeve and jeans to stay comfy on the long plane ride. I quickly opened my luggage and pulled out my puffy black windbreaker with a furry hood.
It didn't help much. My face was chilled to the bone. I looked around for Nolan and didn't see him. He told me beforehand that he would meet me at the airport. But where?
I checked my phone and realized that I didn't have any service. My phone wasn't going to work in a foreign country.
I walked up and down the sidewalk where arrivals waited to be picked up, trying my best to stay warm but keeping my eye out for my stepbrother.
I thought I was going to freeze to death soon unless I went back inside.
I returned inside the airport and that's when I spotted him.
It had been two years since I saw him last.
Nolan stood alone wearing a dark gray pea coat. His brown hair was freshly cut and combed to the side. He had that cocky look on his face that I could never forget.
His eyes caught mine and lit up. My heartbeat spiked and I immediately blushed.
“Grace!” Nolan tackled me, wrapping his strong arms around me.
“It's good to see you, Nolan.” I had forgotten how good he used to smell. I could stay in his embrace all day long.
Nolan put me at arm's length. “It's been too long. How was the flight?”
“I didn't think that thirteen hours could go by so slowly.”
Nolan laughed and put his arm around my shoulder. “The train is on the lower level.”
I followed him down the stairs and to the platform where we waited for our ride to Paris. “I'm so glad you took my offer to visit me.”
“How could I pass up a trip to Paris? Especially when it's so cheap?”
“That's why I thought it was the perfect time.”
The train arrived in the station and I realized I'd never been on one before. Excitement surged through me.
We boarded and I took my assigned seat. Nolan was a perfect gentleman and stowed my luggage overhead. He took his seat next to me. “Did you get some sleep on the plane?”
I groaned. “I really tried. I just couldn't keep my eyes closed with all the noise happening around me. What time is it here now?”
Nolan checked his watch with a leather band. “Almost eight in the morning.”
“Oh my god. Am I going to be screwed if I don't stay awake all day?”
Nolan shrugged. “Jet lag affects everyone differently. Why don't you sleep on the train that way you won't be exhausted later.”
Just us talking about sleep was making me so tired. My eyelids felt like weights and I couldn't keep them open any longer. I rested my head against Nolan's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.
–
Nolan nudged me awake. “We're here, Grace.”
I pried my eyes open and had a bad taste in my mouth. I lifted my head off Nolan's shoulder and realized that I had drooled a little. I wiped my lips and looked out the window expecting to see the beautiful city.
Instead we were in another station. But the building we were walking through was amazing with very tall ceilings. “What do we have to now?” I asked.
“Just a quick subway trip and we'll be at my place.”
I stumbled behind Nolan like a zombie, my brain only working at ten percent. I followed him up and down stairs and finally into a subway car. We stood up and I wrapped my hand around a handle as the subway took off.
I wasn't used to the rocking and lost my balance, falling against Nolan. He caught me and propped his body against mine. “I'm sorry,” I said, trying not to look directly at him through my lashes.
“You'll get used to it.”
The subway came to a quick stop and we exited. We took an escalator and then we were finally outside and in Paris.
I finally made it...
Chapter Two
The air was just as cold as it was by the airport. Maybe even colder with the wind chill. I bundled up as much as I could but I knew I would have to put on more layers later.
I looked up at my surroundings and was greeted to the most exquisite architecture. I'd never seen anything like it. Churches, hotels, bakeries, and cafes littered every corner. Every building looked like it was from another time.
How could they still be standing after all this time?
“My place is only a couple blocks away,” Nolan announced.