“It’s,” she swallows. “Huge! How is that going to fit inside me?”
I chuckle. “A little bit at a time. I’ll walk you through it.”
She raises an eyebrow at me in a challenge. I arch a brow back at her. Dick begins to weep pre-cum. Carolina bites her lip, opens the box of condoms, then rips open a foil packet with her teeth. I don’t tell her that using your teeth to open a condom asks for holes or failure. Especially with the wanton look on my woman’s face.
I remain silent and let her get to work.
She starts to roll the condom over my erection, then pauses to look at my face.
“You’ve got it,” I grunt. “Keep going.”
“Does this feel good?”
“It’s a bit… maddening, puffin.”
She tosses back her hair with a laugh, and my heart squeezes. I want to reach out and touch her, but I promised to keep my hands where they were.
She rolls the condom down, then straddles my hips.
“Before you get on top of me, I want you to do something,” I tell her. Sweat breaks out on my forehead. “Do you remember how good it felt for me to pinch your nipples?”
She gives me a shy smile.
“I want you to do that to yourself,” I grit my teeth. “Squeeze your breasts. Tease your nipples.”
She follows my directions, and right when I know she’s going to come again, I ask her to stop. “Now, guide my cock to your entrance and slowly ease down on it.”
Her wet heat surrounds the tip of Dick. I nearly come off the bed. She lowers herself inch by inch, moaning as she does.
“So, full,” she gasps.
“That’s it, puffin,” I breathe. “Just a little bit more.”
“Holy shit! SEXCON-1 feels good!” Carolina cries when she’s fully seated.
“Hell yeah, it does,” I answer as sweat pools on my back. “And you can tell me what that means later. But for right now, when you feel ready, start moving.”
“How?”
“Your body will know.”
I see my woman, the serious over-thinker, puzzle through the logistics of sex with the woman on top. I’m about to flip us and take over when she begins to move. She presses down on my chest as she lifts off my cock, then lowers slowly.
“Oh, my God!”
“That’s it, puffin. You got this. Keep moving.”
Carolina leans forward a bit as she moves, rubbing her clit along my shaft. The friction causes her inner walls to clench as the orgasm builds.
“Holy shit, I’m coming again!”
“That’s it, Carolina. You got this. Claim it!”
She speeds up until she clenches around my dick and cries out my name. She stills a moment, looking into my eyes. “You didn’t come?”
I shake my head. “Not yet.”
“How? What do I need to do?”
