“Gage, are you sure?” she asked, her eyes pooling, face flushed, and lips quivering.
I slowly pecked her lips a few times before I deepened the kiss. My dick resumed its rock-hard state when she gave me her tongue, and like a kid with a lollipop, I devoured her. Pausing the kiss, I whispered into her mouth, “Make love to me, Dollface.”
Mahasin
Make love to me, Dollface.
He asked me to make love to him, to be his first. Not fuck me or let me fuck you—make love to me. This man trusted me with two of the most sacred truths about himself, confessing that he was a virgin and Autistic. The weight of that trust was heavy, and I felt honored that he would be so vulnerable to me. Gage could have just used me to satisfy an itch, but this was different. This was trust. He trusted me to be the first he let in physically, and by doing so, he gave me all of him emotionally.
My hands cupped his beautiful face, and I kissed him as deeply as possible. I wanted him to taste my answer—my yes to making love to him—and feel my thankfulness for the abundance of trustyou would only give to someone you loved. Did Gage love me? No, that was for the storybooks. This was a handsome, smart, loving, and successful man with a refined appetite, choosing very carefully the person he decided to let into his world. I wish I'd taken my virginity seriously. My first time was at age 18 when I let my college boyfriend sweep me off my feet, and my feet were the only thing that got off, because his dick was so small I still to this day don’t think this man popped my cherry.
Making our way back to the couch, I once again straddled him and gently pushed his head back against the soft cushion. I placed his hands on my ass and moaned as I kissed his neck, letting out a sound that told my intent sweetly and clearly. Slowly and sensually, I lifted my body and gripped his dick, positioning it at my opening. I wanted nothing about this moment to be rushed. Pausing for a few seconds, I let him feel the warmth of my center. I slid his tip back and forth between my lips, letting him feel the sticky wetness he created.
“Look how wet you’ve made me, Mr. Blaque. She’s calling for you, baby.”
“Dollface, you feel so good already,” he said through labored breathing.
I looked down at his face, his eyes heavy, his jaw tight with anticipation and what I assumed to be nervousness.Damn, Imma make this sexy motherfucker scream my name.Normally, I was more of the submissive type, but the idea of the roles reversed brought out some animalistic thoughts in me. Talking him through it was the least of my concerns; my pussy was prepared to fuck him so hard he’d bite his bottom lip until bloodshed. Mr. Blaque isn't going to know if he’s coming or going fucking around with me. However, I couldn't get too ahead of myself. What we were about to do was permanent. There were no do-overs, and as much as I wanted this, I would feel terrible if he had regrets.
I paused and asked, "Gage, are you sure this is what you want? We can stop, and I'll still spend the evening getting to know you."
"I would love it if you spent the evening getting to know me, but right now I want you to get to know my body," he replied.
"I got you, Mr. Blaque," I whispered.
Making passionate eye contact, I slowly slid down his shaft. The moan that escaped his lips was the pressure of pureness that was inserted into me. My back arched in pure ecstasy—slowly I lifted and lowered myself to allow my body to get used to him. Being exceptionally good at numbers, specializing in dick math, Gage had to be about 11 inches, making him the biggest I’ve ever had. The sensation I felt was incredible, and I submerged in my cockiness, knowing that he was completely mine. At least for the night.
“Are you okay?” I moaned, praying he would say yes because he felt so damn good.
“Mm hm,” he moaned, eyes closed tighter than a freshly sealed jar.
When my body accepted all of him, I sped up, bouncing up and down, allowing my wetness to consume the length of him. The pressure of my hips settling onto him caused his hands, which had been gently cupping my ass, to now grip my waist tightly, steadying me to allow him to repeatedly knock on walls and tap my G-spot. His tight grip was sure to leave marks, but I didn’t give a fuck. His tension told me everything; he was enjoying this pussy.
Dictating the pace, I wanted to make sure his first ride wasn’t a reckless, overwhelming blur. He asked me to make love to him, and I’m assuming he wanted his mind to experience the same euphoria his body was. How exhilarating would it be for me to talk him through his first nut in some pussy? Would I make himcum too fast, though? My selfish ass was not ready for this ride to end, and I’d be pissed if he came and I didn’t. Fuck it.
“I’m going to talk really, really nastily to you, Mr. Blaque,” I confessed. Never losing my rhythm on his dick, I landed soft kisses to the side of his neck and asked, “Would you like that?”
“I’d like whatever you decide to do to me in this moment, Dollface,” he managed to grunt.
I slowed my pace to an almost unbearable speed and stared into his lazy yet gorgeous eyes. I released my arms from his upper body and placed them at my sides.Wait until he experiences what else I’m going to do with no hands.“Your dick is the biggest I’ve ever had, Mr. Blaque, and I love how you’re knocking on walls I never knew needed to be invaded, baby. Can you feel how messy you’ve made my pussy? Look down as you go in and out of me—look at that mess all over that monster of yours.” I bit my bottom lip just before I slowly went to throw my head back.
“Mahasin,” he breathed.
Slowly lifting my head to meet his eyes again, I noticed him looking at the magic happening between us as he sensually licked his lips. I gently lifted his chin so he could look at me, and I murmured, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
“It’s everything,” he whispered.
“You’re doing that to me, Gage—making my body release the sweet calm before the storm. Would you like to experience me cumming on your dick? Would you like my pussy to contract so hard and suck you in as I flood your shaft with my cream?”
“Ah, fuck—hell yeah, Mahasin, do that shit for me, baby.”
Not only was I not expecting him to respond, but I also damn sure didn’t expect me to cum so hard that every muscle in my body locked up on my release. After my muscle spasm, I collapsed over his shoulder and could barely catch my breath. How did the hunter become the rabbit?
“Nah, we ain’t finished, baby. Can I fuck your pretty ass from the back?” he asked.
Now hold on, did the teacher become the student? Is this man about to have me forget all the dicks I’ve creamed before, as well as hide in his closet every Wednesday waiting for him to come home just to slut me out? Damn, Mahasin, be strategic about this, bitch, I thought to myself. Being submissive, doggy style was my favorite position, and if Gage choked me while delivering long, hard strokes, we were going to the sex store, getting a molding kit, and there would be a mold of his penis on my mantle.
“Can I explore you in that way?” his deep voice whispered against my neck.
