“I want them all off,” I groan in her ear. “I fucking need them to come off.”
She fumbles with her top and I help her, grasping the edge and dragging it up over her head. I growl appreciatively as she lifts it up and over her head with my help. Next come her leggings, followed by her knickers and bra, until her clothes lie in a pile on the floor beside the couch.
She points her finger to me.
“Me next?”
She bites her lip as she nods, and her cheeks flush pink. She’s so fucking gorgeous, her soft blue eyes dancing with excitement and nerves. She watches as I lift my shirt off and toss it to the pile on the floor, then reach for the clasp of my belt. I wonder if she’s remembering what it felt like when I whipped her. I fucking am. She watches as I slide it through the loops and toss it to the floor with the clothes. I reach between her legs and stroke her pussy, not at all surprised to find she’s sopping wet.
I cluck my tongue and shake my head. “Ooh, naughty girl,” I say. “Look how ready you are.”
She watches me, her eyes half-lidded and eager. I stroke my fingers through her slick folds, until she’s noiselessly keening with pleasure and panting, her ragged breaths an indication she wants this.
I fondle her until she’s gyrating her hips against my hand, and the musky, sweet scent of arousal fills the air.
I groan, unable to help myself. I fall to my knees and part her legs.
I breathe on the inside of her pussy, then pull back.
“Do you want my mouth there?”
Her lips part and her eyes are impossibly wide. She points with her index finger.
There?
I lower my mouth to her belly and kiss her sweet spot, part her, then run my tongue along her slit, tasting her sweet essence. I groan, dig my fingers into her thighs, and hoist them up to grant me better access. Her hands delve into my hair, fingers scrambling for purchase, but her knees fall open and she welcomes me in.
I kiss and fondle and suckle her until her pelvis rises and she’s on the cusp of climax, then pull my mouth away and drag my hand across the back of my mouth.
“I don’t think you’d like it if I didn’t let you come, would you?”
She shakes her head from side to side, her eyes wide and terrified but aroused at the same time.
“How about if I punished you that way? Hmm?”
She shakes her head as I sink my teeth into the tender skin at her inner thigh, needing to mark her. She jolts with the stab of pain, and I return my fingers and mouth to her pussy. I lick and suckle, tease and stroke, until her head falls back and she comes on my tongue. I can feel her spasms of pleasure even as she comes in total silence.
When she’s still deep in the throes of ecstasy, I join her, shoving my trousers down to free my thick, rigid cock.
With lust-filled eyes, she grabs my cock and squeezes, and I groan. It feels so good to have her stroking me, when the taste of her is still on my mouth, that I almost come just watching her. Still, I’m ratcheting up harder and harder until I’m nearly ready to come. I part her legs, gliding my cock through her folds, and hold her gaze as I do it.
“You’re a virgin?”
She bites her lip and nods.
“Good,” I whisper in her ear. “I want to be your first. I don’t want you to ever forget me.”
I reach for my pants, take out my wallet, and remove a condom. She watches as I roll it over my hard cock, her eyes curious and eager, her parted knees practically begging me.
Slowly, so slowly it’s fucking painful, I glide my cock to her pussy, gently stroking her clit while her hips jerk. Her hands wrap around my waist, urging me forward, and she grips my arse so hard, I slip my cock into her pussy in one firm but gentle thrust.
Her mouth parts open and her eyes flutter closed. I don’t thrust again just yet, I don’t fucking move, just hold my thick, hardenedcock inside her, relishing the feel of her pussy gripping me. Her eyes come to mine, surprised and excited.
“Does that feel good?” I whisper.
She bites her lip and nods, and I nearly fucking lose my mind.
She can’t speak, but she can touch. She grabs my hips and pushes hers forward, welcoming me to thrust, to enter her fully, to take her. So with a groan, that’s exactly what I do. She’s so tight I know she’s a virgin, even if she hadn’t told me as much.
