Destiny waited anxiously as Mike discarded each shoe, tossing them over his shoulder, not caring where they landed. She didn’t either. Next, he reached the thong straps on the side of her hips and slowly dragged them down.
He tried pulling her dress off over her hips, but with the zipper still up it wouldn’t come down that way and she told him as much. So Mike flipped her over and pulled her back until both feet rested on the carpet and she was draped over her bed.
Was he going to take her like this? Like an animal? She had never done anything more exciting than missionary so she didn’t know what to expect. She’d seen plenty of porn videos, but she didn’t think he would just take her like this.
His hands skimmed over her bare flesh and she tried not to squirm, not knowing what to expect but trusting him.
“I love your skin,” Mike husked. She felt the brush of his hot skin at the back of her thighs and the unmistakable cock resting in the crook of her ass. For a moment she panicked. Would he just thrust it in? “So soft,” Mike continued talking. Grinding behind her as his hands brushed along her hips. “So sensitive.” A finger slipped inside and Destiny rose to her tiptoes at the swift invasion.
She felt him move behind her, his cock suddenly gone. His finger continued to swirl around driving her to distraction making her forget her fears and just enjoy and then she felt something, making her sit up. His tongue was touching her there.
“Oh, God.” She couldn’t keep her cry in as his tongue replaced his fingers. She griped the duvet by the fistful as her hips thrust back to meet him. Her legs widened to give him greater access. She should have a sense of shame riding his face like she was, but she was lost to the pleasure and stopped caring about anything, and instead focused on feeling.
“You taste like honey cream,” he commented, licking her from clit to taint. Destiny just mewed, a slave to the passion he was giving her.
Without having to say a word, Mike knew what she wanted. His thumb circled around her nub as he licked her to orgasm. Before she finished spasming, Mike flipped her over onto her back.
Destiny’s legs splayed open like a well-used whore, feeling depleted until she saw that monster he called a cock standing at attention for her.
She opened her arms and Mike stepped closer then froze. She had a moment of panic that he was going to try to leave her again, but all he did was lean down toward his pants and pull out a condom from his wallet.
“I’m clean but I—”
Their relationship was still too new to risk an unplanned pregnancy. They both had their careers to think about, too. “May I?” She looked pointedly at the condom.
“Next time. If you touch my cock now it will be over before it’s begun. And I have dreamed of nothing but making love to you since I first met you. I want to make this special since it’s our first time but I fear—”
“It’s okay.” Instantly understanding. The build-up was mutual. She had at least gotten two orgasms out of her system, so she was ready for more. He’d had none. This was probably going to be quick, but she knew he would make it up to her. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Mike nodded and lined himself up at her center. She watched as the head disappeared inside. She felt the stretch. It was going to be tight. Maybe a little uncomfortable at first, but it was going to feel so good soon.
He pulled back and her sex felt empty, but he thrust back in, gaining another inch. “So tight.” He gritted between his teeth as he pulled back and thrust again. Each drive further gained him more room, but she began to feel the burn. Her body was trying to fight the invasion. Tightening around his girth.
“Play with yourself,” he panted.
“What?”
“Play with your clit,” he repeated.
Destiny stilled. She had never masturbated in front of someone before. He took her hand and placed it over her clit rubbing it in slow circles as he continued to rock his hips back and forth. Instantly she felt the pressure of their fingers there and liquid seeping around his cock. He groaned as he slipped in even further.
Trusting her to follow orders, his hands slipped under her waist tilting her pelvis up to give him a better angle.
Using the bed frame as support for her heels Destiny closed her eyes and rubbed her clit. She didn’t have to imagine Mike making love to her since he already was. Slowly, her passage opened more for him, and his thrusts bore deeper.
Destiny’s eyes fluttered open and she watched Mike watch her play with herself. She thought it would be embarrassing, but it wasn’t. It was surprisingly a turn-on. Enough that she felt another orgasm building. Mike must have felt it, too, because his gaze met hers. His pace matched her fingers. She couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Come.” He gave the soft command and she let herself fly.
Her back bowed and her mouth opened on a silent scream. Mike groaned with her as he lifted her up into his arms. Her weight dropped her further on his cock until she felt him bottom out. She didn’t think it was possible, but she felt another orgasm, not as strong, ripple through her.
He climbed onto the bed and deposited her so her head rested on the pillow. “Good?”
Destiny nodded. She’d never felt better.
“Good, cause we’re not done.” Destiny couldn’t hide her grin as he thrust into her. Her body came alive as if she’d been hooked up to a car battery. She thought after three orgasms she’d be tired, but her body was ready for more. Her sex greedily milked his cock now never wanting the pleasure to end.
Destiny wrapped her legs high around his waist as Mike braced his weight on one arm and cradled the back of her head with the other. He angled his hips and found another spot, his cock all but touching her womb. His rhythm picked up and all Destiny could do was brace herself against the hurdling storm that crashed through her body. Her teeth clamping down on his chest to hold back her scream. She vaguely heard Mike grunt into her hair and then he stilled. She felt him flex inside of her as ropes and ropes of cum shot out and into the condom.
