by Jamie Knight
I instinctively put my arms around his neck and he carried me up the stairs to his bedroom. The room was as big as the rest of the house and similarly decorated. The bed sat in the middle of the room and was a massive, four-poster deal, the king-sized mattress set into an intricately carved wooden bed frame.
Logan lay me out on the bed and kissed me on the lips. I returned his kissed for a while but then just couldn't take it anymore and basically jammed my tongue into his mouth. Logan took the hint and gave me his tongue as well.
I settled down a bit and we made out that way for a while, like we had when we were in high school. Logan put his hand on my thigh. I gasped but willed myself not to pull away. I wanted this for sure this time and wanted him to know it.
I opened my legs to make myself absolutely clear. Getting the message loud and clear, Logan slid his hand sensuously up my thigh lightly caressing my soft skin, which had grown more sensitive with arousal. Finally, he got to my pussy and I could have cried with joy.
Softly he massaged my pussy lips while continuing to kiss me the way I liked. When I was ready, he slipped a finger deep inside me. I gasped and jerked, unable to keep control, the shock of him finally touching me being too much.
"Are you okay?" he asked, breaking the kiss.
I nodded quickly, unable to speak. Logan kept going, moving his finger inside me. I closed my eyes and moaned again, loud this time, my pelvis raising slightly off the bed. He stopped again. I almost cried, this time in tragedy.
"A-are you still a virgin?" he asked.
I nodded again, tears actually coming to my eyes. It had been so long and I wanted it so much. I really didn't want him to stop.
"Oh," he said, not sounding like he wanted to stop at all. "I'll be really gentle."
"You don't have to. I mean, it's really not a big deal. I just really need to fuck. You can do whatever you want to me."
I probably didn't need to add that last part, but I really wanted him to know that I, for one, wasn't teasing. I really wanted it and wanted it right then.
He kissed me deeply, letting me know he felt the same way and pushed two fingers inside my tight, virgin pussy. I would have screamed if my mouth weren't otherwise occupied. In pleasure, not pain, his fingers filling my little pussy and brushing against my clit, feeling better than I ever could have imagined.
I had fingered myself, of course, but it had never felt anything like this. I started moving my hips to his rhythm, letting him know how much I liked it. After a while he started to go faster and move his fingers in a sort of come here motion, hitting me right in the G-spot, the lower part of his fingers still working my clit.
I was in awe of his coordination. I peeled out of my dressed as he worked me, leaving me naked and vulnerable, quickly going back into the kiss.
He worked me like that, keeping my tongue good and busy as well, until I was hit with a massive orgasm, nearly making me squirt on to his high thread-count sheet. He kept making out with me, tenderly stoking the outside of my pussy as I came down.
He took his tongue out my mouth again and kissed me on the lips. I kissed back, putting both of my hands on the back of his head, wanting him to stay right there. He didn't, of course, moving down to my cheek and then mu neck and down towards my chest.
After giving my tits some tender love with his warm hands and lovely tongue, he moved down to my belly, mixing in light licks with his soft kisses, always keeping his hand on my pussy. Not working it, not really, just sort of cupping it, letting me know he was still there. Not that I needed any reminding as he swirled his soft tongue around my navel, dipping it in on occasion.
I really had no idea bellies could be so sensitive. At least not in a sexual way, but he was raising similar sensations to those he had showing love to my tits.
Eventually he left my belly, running his tongue all the way down to my pelvis to the point I could actually feel his warm breath on my pussy. I trembled quietly, knowing what was coming next.
Sure enough, after a moment’s pause, Logan ran his tongue down the length of my pussy lips from bottom to top, making me shudder with both pleasure and desire. He did this a few more times, getting me good and ready.
Then he gently parted my pussy lips with his hands and did the same thing to the opening, taking care to also lick my clit. After he had done that a few times, he paused with gusto, licking me hard in a circular motion, getting my pussy lips and clit at once in one move.
I jerked a bit, surprised by the sudden sensation and put my hands on the back of his head. Taking this as the encouragement it was meant to be, he started going faster, making me moan loudly. Louder than I ever had by myself.
To add further to my pleasure, something I wouldn’t have thought possible had it not happened that way, he put his finger back in me again and started working the inside of my pussy, particularly my G-spot, as he licked my lips and clit. I thought I might pass out from sheer joy, the feeling more intense than any I had experienced before.
That time I actually did squirt. My entire body was shaking like a low-level earthquake as I moaned hymns to the heavens, pushing my pussy against his mouth and finger to get more of the wonderful sensation. I slammed back down onto the bed, panting and flushed, feeling the warmth glowing from my cheeks down to my pussy.
Logan carefully pulled his finger out and raised his head, kissing me on the lips. I wanted his tongue and he gladly obliged. I reached out with my hand and touched the bulge of his cock through his pants.
He moved closer and waited patiently as I sat up and undid his belt and the top button on his pants. I took a breath and slowly pulled down his fly. I was really about to see his cock in all its glory once again.
I had imagined it so many times, remembering what I had seen at the pool partly before he had stopped me, honestly so caught up in the moment I hadn’t really taken notice. I mostly just remembered him telling me to stop and then basically throwing me out. I sort of remembered the taste, kind of sweet with a bit of saltiness, but that was about all.
I reached into the opening of Logan’s fancy looking boxer shorts and pulled his cock out inch by inch. It took a while but there it was, huge and hard before me. Waiting for the touch of my hand, the warmth of my mouth, the tightness of my little virgin pussy.
I felt strangely honored in a way to be able to give that to him. Despite what had happened in the past. I looked up at him. He smiled down at me and gently stroked my cheek. I closed my eyes, savouring his touch.
He showed no signs of making me stop and I sure as hell wasn’t going to. I looked back at his cock and carefully took it in my hand. He let out a sigh that sounded like contentment mixed with relief and closed his eyes as I started to stroke him, first with one hand and then the other, both fitting easily onto his shaft and leaving room to spare.
I stroked gently at first, unsure how hard I should do it. Gradually, I started going faster and harder until I was pumping his cock as hard as I could, Logan still showing no real signs of distress. Just pleasure.
Keeping one hand stroking him down near the base of his cock, I finally did what I had been wanting to do for so very long and took his cock into my mouth. Not much, particularly considering the sheer size of it, but enough so that it completely filled my mouth with his delicious warmth.
It really was quite comforting, having his cock in my mouth. Like it was supposed to be there.
After a few moments of just feeling him inside my mouth, I slowly began to suck, barely moving my head at first, afraid of possibly gagging. As though sensing my uncertainty, Logan put a hand gently on my head and guided me up and down his shaft the way he liked until I had gotten the hang of it.
Soon enough, I was sucking him hard, taking in as much as I could, cupping his balls in my other hand still awkwardly trying to stroke him.
He put an encouraging hand on my shoulder.
I sucked him as hard as I could, finally making him explode in my mouth, his huge l
oad filling me up in a way I had never imaged, a good bit of his cum going down my throat before I had even had a chance to swallow.
I could hardly believe that it was possible for a man to cum that much but he had. Keeping a hold of his shaft, I licked the head clean and then lifted his cock gently, giving his balls some sweet love with my mouth and tongue for the beautiful gift they had given me.
Logan put a hand under my chin, tilting my head back and making me look at him. He kissed me on the lips, gently slipping me his tongue. We made out again as I stroked his cock and he massaged my pussy, both recovering from the sheer intensity of what had just happened.
Soon enough, Logan put both hands on my shoulders and eased me back into a lying down position. My hand slipped down to the end of his cock but I held firm. I wasn’t ready to let go yet.
Taking me by the hips, Logan pulled me down towards him, so my ass was at the end of the bed. He opened my legs and spread them pretty wide, putting my knees up over his elbows so it was a direct line from his cock to my pussy.
I stroked his cock a few times in anticipation before he dove forward, my hand sliding back up to the base, and he touched the head of his cock against my pussy. He indulged me a bit, letting me stroke the head against my pussy lips a few time before I slid it in.
His cock felt even better than I had imagined. It was only the head, but I still felt filled up like I never had before. He pushed in even deeper, my pussy walls stretching out in his wake.
I cried out in pleasure, not expecting it to feel that good. There was a bit of pressure, when he pushed through a new bit, but that was all, and even that felt pretty good. If a bit intense.
There was a sudden, sharp pain and I cried out. I knew he had reached my cherry. He stopped for a moment, kissing me tenderly.
Then, with great care, he pushed through, popping my cherry, kissing me all the while. I hadn’t cried like I thought I would. The pain hadn’t been nearly as bad as I was told it would be, growing up. I suspected the adults were just trying to scare me out of having sex before marriage. One of the biggest sins there was.
I wasn’t sure how being married before fucking for the first time was supposed to make it any better but I believed it just the same. Except that it really had been bullshit. It hurt a bit, yes, though that was at least partly down to the sheer size of Logan’s cock. And even then, it hadn’t hurt a lot and before I knew it it was over. My virginity was gone and the pain subsided.
He stayed inside me for a long time after popping my cherry. Not moving, just being there.
Finally, after what felt like hours, he started to move again. Pumping my pussy slowly, letting things build, eventually building up to the point that he was fucking me. Pounding his cock into my pussy, the headboard slamming into the wall so hard it would have cracked if it wasn’t made of marble.
I grabbed his hips with my hands and held on, biting my lip so I wouldn’t scream and make him stop. I didn’t want him to stop. If anything, I wanted him to fuck me harder, if such a thing were even possible.
He fucked me for nearly half an hour. I could hardly believe his stamina. Not that I minded, especially as it meant that we came at basically the same time, me reaching the peace of my orgasm at the same time as he filled my pussy with his cum.
He leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back, unable to stop myself. It was passion at that point, as opposed to pure lust. He moved to pull out but I stopped him.
"No, please, stay in me. I want you in me," I begged.
"I intend to be," he said.
"W-what?" I asked, confused.
Logan gently pulled out of me and leaned down so his mouth was next to my ear.
"Turn over," he whispered.
A tremble ran through me then. I had wondered about anal sex. Even fantasized about Logan doing it to me. Fucking me in my tight little asshole, taking my ass virginity as well as my
pussy virginity, but I never thought it would happen.
"Okay," I said.
With his help, I turned over onto my belly, staying in more or less the same position that I had been before, only now my knees were on the edge of the bed. My ass was in the air, with both my asshole and pussy exposed and open.
Logan put a hand on my ass, massaging it sensuously. I jerked a bit at first, really not used to being touched there but then I relaxed soon enough. I loved the feeling of his big, warm hand heavily on my skin. I hummed contentedly.
When I was relaxed, he spread my ass and massaged my asshole with his thumb, staying on the outside. He bent down and licked my pussy while he did it, causing the most delicious sensation.
Soon enough, he moved his tongue up to my ass, slowly licking from my pussy and up over my asshole before finally setting it in my ass, giving it gentle swirls with his tongue, like he had done with my pussy earlier. He slid three fingers into my pussy, more than I'd ever had before, and started to rhythmically finger fuck me while he licked, bringing me to a huge orgasm.
I collapsed onto the bed, putting my ass even further up into the air. He kept hold of my ass, squeezing it hard enough to make me feel it. I gasped with pleasure, and pushed back harder into his hand.
He squeezed and massaged my ass until I was again relaxed, coming down from my orgasmic high. I had heard from other girls that he was good, though I really had no idea.
Keeping one hand on my ass, Logan reached over to the night-table by the bed, pulling out one of the nicely embellished drawers.
"What's that?" I asked, seeing him take something out of the drawer along with a bottle of lube.
The thing looked kind of scary.
"It's called a butt plug," he said, not seeming to judge me for my ignorance.
"Oh," I said. I had heard about butt plugs but had never actually seen one, "are you going to -"
"Yes," he said.
I let out a long breath, bracing myself. I heard the cap come off the lube and the sound as Logan lubed up the butt plug. Putting the bottle of lube beside me on the bed, Logan spread my ass again, using one hand and touched the tip of the butt plug against my asshole. I gasped but didn't pull away.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, it's just cold," I said.
I braced myself again and he touched the tip against my asshole before pushing it slowly inside. It wasn't bad at all. Just when I was wondering if that was it, he pushed the rest in, making me lower my head and moan loudly.
He stroked the small of my back as I got used to the feeling of the butt plug completely filling my asshole. Stretching me in ways I'd never thought possible. Though still, it didn't really hurt, feeling pretty similar to when he first put his cock in my pussy before he popped my cherry.
He got behind me, which I hadn't expected, and pressed the head of his cock against my pussy. Taking me by the hips, he fucked me from behind, pounding me down against the soft mattress, the butt plug still firmly in place, doing its job of stretching me out while adding to the intensity of the pussy fucking.
I wanted to cry out but stopped myself. I didn't want Logan to know how good it felt. How much I loved it. That I only wanted him to fuck me. That really, I loved him, despite everything that had happened between us in the past.
He pounded me until I reached orgasm, coming all over the place and clasping onto the bed in a panting heap. He stroked my hair and kissed my back, carefully pulling the butt plug out of me, placing it on the nightstand.
Turning me onto my side, he bent my legs so that my knees were up against my tits. Getting on his knees, he licked my asshole again, making me moan. As he licked, he picked up the lube, snapping off the cap one handed, replacing is tongue with his thumb as he poured and spread lube over my wide-open asshole. Making sure to get some inside as well.
I lay perfectly still, too nervous to move in case I did something wrong and messed up the process somehow.
He really seemed to know what he was doing and despite it all, I trusted him. To do that, at
least.
Logan put some lube on his cock as well before pressing the head against my prepared asshole. I shut my eyes and waited. Loving him but desperately not wanting to.
Chapter Eleven - Logan
I looked at Kora laying on my bed, in the exact position I had put her in. I really should have been happier or at least more excited. So full of gusto and joy I could hardly contain myself.
I guess the years of waiting had taken their toll. That's not to say I wasn't thrilled. Of course I was. I was about to get everything I had ever wanted. Ushering Kora from innocence to experience in every way.
I guess I had been fantasizing about it so long it was hard to believe it was finally really happening. I would have pinched myself, but it seemed inappropriate under the circumstances.
I went up to the edge of the bed, putting my hand on Kora's beautiful ass, stretching it out even wider. She moaned softly, flinching slightly.
Now I finally felt that feeling I think I had been looking for. Euphoria. Love, even.
This wasn’t just any old conquest like back in the day. This was me finally claiming the woman I had always loved, finally.
Holding Kora open, I pressed the head of my cock against her well-prepped asshole. I looked at her face for any signs of pain or discomfort but there were none. Keeping her ass open with one hand, I put the lube on the base of my cock and slid my cock into her ass. I was surprised how easily it went in. I had prepared her the best I could, but my cock was pretty huge and as far as I knew Kora was still an anal virgin. It only stood to reason as she clearly hadn't been fucked in the pussy before.
Either she was being a trooper or butt plugs were even more effective than I had thought. I kept pushing in until half my cock was deep in her sweet little virgin asshole. Still not a peep out of her, or any expression telling me what was going on in her head.
I wasn't exactly expecting screams of ecstasy and certainly didn't want her in pain, but this expressionless state was pretty disconcerting. I put my hand on her back and felt a chill run up it.