I grip her hips, my hands squeezing the soft flesh. I delve into her pussy, thrusting gently.
Her round breasts entice me, and I lick the erect, pink nipple, but hunger consumes me, and I take almost an entire breast into my mouth, sucking eagerly.
“I want to touch you too,” she pleads.
I release her, and we lock eyes, the desire of one reflected in the other.
And then, with care but also determination, I fill her tight interior completely.
She scratches me, tries to escape while crying out, and I must focus not to give in to the urge to fuck her hard as I want, because even in pain, her pussy pulses around my cock.
“Shhhh . . .Don’t do that. It will pass.”
She looks at me with teary eyes, and something changes within me. There’s a sense that I’ve done everything wrong, that I should have been gentler with her, because she’s not like any other.
Madeline is unique. Different from all the women I’ve been with.
Confused, I choose to focus on the attraction that consumes us. “I need to move.”
“Don’t hurt me.”
“Never.” I move my hand between our bodies and caress her until she starts to sigh with pleasure.
Her face has a sheer layer of sweat from the tension, but now she’s starting to move gently. “More,” she begs, and I lose the ability to restrain myself.
I rock my hips against hers, deepening the penetration, my mouth sucking on her nipples. “Your pussy is delicious, Madeline.”
I go in and out faster and faster, and the feeling of filling her completely is driving me completely insane.
I force myself to slow down, controlling the rhythm of my thrusts because I don’t want to come before her.
When she digs her nails into my shoulders, not pushing me away but pulling me closer, my blood boils, and a hoarse sound escapes me.
I’ve never felt such pleasure.
I fuck her mouth with my tongue, matching the rhythm of our pelvises.
In and out, my cock takes her pussy with wild eagerness, a painful, agonizing urgency.
I don’t stop touching her clit, and as she relaxes, her tight walls pull me deeper inside her.
I start fucking her slowly and deeply because I want the pleasure to last.
I’ve always used a condom, but for the first time, I wish I could feel my cum dripping from her pussy when I come.
Our mouths tangle in a thirsty kiss, and the feeling of ecstasy from the perfect connection makes me moan with desire.
I restrain my orgasm as much as I can, but the heat of her sex, even through the condom, is my oasis.
The scent of our pleasure fills the room, and unable to hold back any longer, I start fucking her hard, each thrust confirming how much I desire her.
I thought that because it was her first time, the sex should be gentler, but after the pain subsided, Madeline started to respond with the same greed and hunger I feel for her, our act turning into a raw fuck session.
Our bodies collide, slip against each other. Teeth biting skin, nails tearing flesh.
I see the lust dominating her eyes. She has no defenses, surrendering completely. Virgin, inexperienced, but without inhibitions.
Her internal muscles clench, warning me that climax is nearing, and I bite her shoulder to hold myself back because seeing her lose control drives me insane.
