He curses under his breath which I take to mean as a no. I hook the waistband of his boxers with my thumb and drag it down, freeing his massive cock. Without giving him a chance to rethink his decision, I bring my hand back to his dick, marveling over how my fingertips don’t even touch when encircling his thickness.
And I want this huge thing inside of me?
My core throbs with need. I’ve been thinking about it since the moment I laid eyes on him. Of course, then, I didn’t know how big he was. I can’t even wear tampons without a little pain at the stretch. This man will tear me in half.
I bite on my bottom lip to suppress a whimper. A wet spot of arousal forms in my panties at the thought of having sex with Owen. He grunts and groans as I fuck his cock with my hand.
It’s not enough.
I sit up and then begin inching my way down his body. His face is shadowed, but the moonlight highlights his cock. Pre-cum glistens at his tip. A smile tugs at my lips as I lower my face to have a taste of him.
“Mei.”
His choked groan of my name emboldens me. I run my tongue along his tip, marveling in the saltiness beaded there. Doesn’t taste bad by any means. Strange, but kind of nice. I gently suck on his tip like I used to do with my thumb when I was little, even making little needy whimpering sounds. His giant hand flies to my hair, tangling his thick fingers in my tresses. He twists slightly so that his grip is tight.
“Swallow me, angel.”
The thought of even getting half his cock in my mouth, much less swallowing it, is intimidating. But, since he’s letting go of his control, I go with it, eager for him to fully release himself to me. My lips slide over his shaft until the crown of his cock hits the back of my throat.
I gag, my whole throat constricting and eyes watering. A flash of humiliation zaps through me.
“I’m sorry,” I croak out.
He chuckles. “Watching you gag on my dick is the single most satisfying thing I’ve ever witnessed in my entire life.”
Oh.
I smile and then do it again. Each time I attempt to take him deeper, my gagging gets worse. Drool is everywhere and I’m pretty sure I’m doing everything all wrong. But he bucks his hips and makes the sexiest whimpering sounds I’ve ever heard.
I’m doing something right.
“I’m going to come,” he hisses as my teeth scrape along his sensitive flesh. “You probably don’t want to swallow.”
Ignoring that comment, I move faster and with more intention, keeping his tip aimed at the back of my throat. He grunts, and caves to my wishes. With a slight snarl, he lift his hips while tugging on his grip on my head. This has his cocksliding into my throat. As I attempt to keep from gagging, his cock begins to pulse. I breathe through my nose and relax my muscles in my throat, slightly dazed at how strange it feels to have someone come inside you like this.
Saving me the embarrassment of another gag, he pulls me off his cock and up toward his mouth. The man rolls on top of me, claiming my swollen, salty lips. Kissing him is so intense. It’s as if he’s trying to seek out my soul with his tongue.
I love being possessed by him.
He kisses me deeply and with purpose. My core throbs wildly. As if attuned to my need, he slides his hand down to find my sleep shorts and panties. I can hardly breathe from the anticipation of where this is going. I’m a virgin, but I absolutely want to give it up to him.
Even if it hurts.
He can’t pull my shorts and panties off fast enough. My skin buzzes with electric desire. I want him to spread me open and spear me with his cock.
I gasp as he sits up and yanks my thighs apart. The cool air kisses my pussy. Being exposed to this man, even in only the glow of the moonlight, feels way out of my depth. Maybe I’m the one dreaming right now.
He drags his tongue along my pussy, making my eyes bug out of my head. Definitely not dreaming. I’m startled by the fact he has his nose against my clit rather than his dick inside me. I grab onto the soft strands of his hair, squeezing my thighs against the sides of his head.
Grunting, he digs his thumbs into my thighs, pushing them back down so he can feast on me. And, God, how he does. His tongue is relentless, licking and flicking and teasing me in every nook and cranny. I knew the clit would feel good, but I had no idea all the other parts of me would be sensitive too. Sure, he circles my clit here and there, but he also licks between the lipsthere and even probes the opening. When he sucks on my clit, I have to bite down on my lip to keep from shrieking in pleasure.
His saliva soaks my already drenched pussy, making the bed wet beneath my ass. He stops only long enough to suck on his finger and then he’s back to licking me. I gasp in shock as his finger presses inside me.
“Fuck,” he murmurs against my pussy. “My finger barely fits inside you. Your pussy would fucking kill my cock with pleasure.”
The dirty words coming from his mouth have me spreading my thighs further, aching to have him stretch me with his finger. He inches it in slowly and curls it upward. The tip grazes over a delightful place inside me that has stars glittering around.
All it takes are another few strokes inside and a little sucking on my clit for me to explode. Pleasure pulsates through me, radiating from my core to every extremity. I thrash and tremble, overcome with the overwhelming bliss.
