He started pressing his fingers against the nerves on purpose now, and—Jesus, yes—that was so fucking good.
“If you like this, we can just keep it here for now.”
“No. I want all of you.”
Kess smiled into our kiss, seeming to like my answer. After a bit more time, he added a third finger.
“Oof. That’s a lot,” I whined. “Don’t stop.”
“God, you have the softest hole,” he whispered encouragingly. “So hot when my fingers are inside of you.”
Which is how I discovered I enjoyed compliments in bed. Hopefully, I’d eventually have the courage to tell him.
“Do you think you might be ready now?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said, then moaned when he removed his fingers from my body.
Kess sat up and reached behind me, stroking lube up and down his bare cock, then added more—a lot more—to my hole.He raised his brows, and I pushed him to his back. He lay there for me, knees up, feet on the mattress.
I took a deep breath.
This was the moment that I’d built up in my head foryears, wondering what it would be like. Never had I imagined that I’d be able to share this with someone as wonderful as Kess. His infinite patience made me impatient to do this with him.
I raised to my knees and grabbed his cock behind me, directing it to my stretched hole. My dick still wasn’t quite into it yet, what with all the nerves and the newness, but I wanted this. I held my breath when I touched the tip of his dick to my hole, then let it out as I carefully lowered myself.
I got about half of his cock head past the tight ring of muscle when I had to stop and back off.
“Fuck.”
“Too much?”
I shook my head before he even finished his sentence. “Just super glad I get to do this with you,” I choked out.
I shifted up, then back down again, impaling myself just a little more.Fuck, I was having sex. With Kess.
“I don’t know why big cocks are such a draw,” I complained. “This is impossible.”
Kess laughed, and I felt it inside of me.
Okay, well. That wasn’t so bad.
I worked at it for a bit, so grateful that he was willing to basically sit there and let me de-virginize myself on his cock. I knew this couldn’t be good for him at all.
“Whatever you’re thinking, let it go,” he said, reaching up to rub his thumb between my eyebrows. “Just know that I am so close that I’m barely holding on.”
I stopped, squeezing my body around him as I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, right.”
“I’m not lying. There is something deep and dark and nasty inside of me that loves watching you work your innocent hole on my cock.”
I squeezed him again. “Really?”
Kess nodded, his eyes flashing. “Fuck yes.”
My desire flared. Locking gazes with him, I slowly, carefully slid down the rest of his length, bottoming out. I whimpered, shifting side to side as I tried to get used to feeling so stuffed. He reached up and played with my nipples, another impossibly sexy move.
My sounds quickly grew ridiculous, a combination of grunting through the aching stretch, then sighing whenever his thick cock head rubbed against the spot of nerves inside of me. I could barely put together the juxtaposition in my head, that and knowing I had a part of him inside of me.
I stuck with it, though, and my body adjusted in far less time than I thought it would. Soon, all I felt was pleasure.
