You know how they say, “there’s always a first for everything”? Well, it’s true and although I wouldn’t exactly know what “first” this would be called for me, I just know it was… well a first.
Today had been the second time. The very first time was good, it was the icebreaker, so it was supposed to be a little nerve-racking with anxiousness floating in the air around us. Of course, I had to play the part too and just be extremely out-of-the-ordinary shy, hell I was already shy on a day-to-day basis. The first time was me covering my face with my hands while my legs acted as if they didn’t want to open from shear embarrassment. And ’embarrassment’ meaning simply that it had been a while since someone had seen me in all my nakedness, especially someone new. Yet there you were, in desperate wanton heat, your eyes begging me to give myself to you.
That first time, with your head between my legs, your tongue had insistently dipped in and out of me ravenously while your moans vibrated against my wet lips, leaving me whimpering uncontrollably under you. Until two of your digits thrusted into me without warning. I cried out not expecting your fingers to stretch me so instantly, all the while your tongue kept flicking my clit. Immediately after realizing that just merely your fingers had that effect on me, you moaned against me again, a pleasingly deep sound that made me clench around you as you pushed slightly further into my folds where my orgasm was building like wildfire. Like I said, that was only the first time, and accompanied by your playing and toying with my body, came the sight of you shifting above me to slide your pants down, exposing your rock-hard cock which had me sinking into the bed in fear. It was really happening, you were taking me, I was having you. Like how we’d kept thinking about and fumbling with and around the topic for so long up until that point. And there I was, beneath you, nervous, excited, and scared all at the same time and by then I couldn’t even tell whether I was breathing or holding my breath for the moment you entered me… for the first time. I knew once that happened, there was no going back, we’d never be the same again; teetering on if or when we’d go that far to begin with.
You towered over me and I was too shy to even look at you, after it had happened, I did regret that one factor. Simply not looking at you, simply not fully being in the moment with you in that aspect. You brought me to reality though, I kept forgetting that it had been almost 3-4 months for you, so when you pushed your way past my entrance and thrusted to the hilt, it sent me gasping and screaming relentlessly. It had been so long for you that you turned animalistic with me and lost it. Even though you lost it, you found me, and I absolutely loved it. You were merciless and only slow during the very few and rare times that it was called for but overall, I was honestly surprised I hadn’t lost my voice after you were done with me. After you broke me down and brought me back. Funny enough amid all of this; the thrusting, our harmonious moaning, the whimpering, my legs shaking around you, and your tongue delving into my mouth. Your lips were so soft and sweet with my juices, the way you’d see me almost crying under you and you’d simply smash your lips against mine while you were still deliciously thrusting in and out of my tight pussy. It was mesmerizing, if I hadn’t known any better, I’d say that I was indefinitely high during that entire experience.
We went through a few positions, of course, and the way you softly grunted and moaned along side my mouth as I sat down on you for the first time. Both of us feeling my pussy, unbelievably tight and unforgiving as I slowly slid down your hard shaft, knees buckling, and my legs folded into a shaking mess on either side of your thighs.
“Mmmm Fuuuckk, your pussy feels amazing.” You had breathlessly grunted against my face.
And that was all I needed to hear from you before my moans rapidly left my mouth in between frantic breaths as I began gushing on you, eliciting even more sexual verbiage from you as I struggled to stay upright on top of you. Honestly Sweetheart, you were so much that I’m having a hard time writing this just thinking about you… about us. I can’t stop thinking about how your lips felt against mine, how your hands smacked and grabbed my ass cheeks making me whimper and squeal above you, how your grunts and moans made me gush repeatedly on you, my hands against your chest making their way up to your neck as I sucked at your bottom lip, the way you’d bite my neck with no hesitation while pounding me ruthlessly, the wet sounds of our love making echoing throughout my being. I wanted to stay in those moments with you forever, I wanted us to have a war of who could moan the other’s name the most as my pussy gripped and squeezed around you explicitly.
I must admit, it was so much that I simply couldn’t continue without a break, I wanted to savor the taste… the feeling of you under me and inside me. So, without warning, I quickly climbed off you and whimpered softly at your absence. I missed you already even though I couldn’t continue just yet.
“Who said you were done?” You sat up abruptly, eyeing me as my torso sunk into the bed leaving my ass in the air with my legs spread.
I moaned in response hoping that you’d understand that I just needed a few minutes to calm myself, to get my breathing under control, to stop my head from spinning, to hopefully stop my legs from still trembling.
“Mmm no. Who said you were done?” Your voice was deeper than before and dripped with desire.
I couldn’t help but whimper as you grabbed my hips and pulled me towards the edge of the bed in swift movements. You kept my legs spread as you moved towards me from behind.
“I didn’t say you were done; I’m not finished with you yet.” And with those words spilling from your lips hurriedly, there was a slight pause before your veiny pulsing cock rammed into me.
I screamed out wanting to cry from the pain and pleasure of you filling me before you grasped a fist full of my hair and yanked me up smashing my back against your chest. I could hardly breathe from how aggressive you were, how dominating you were, how fast you were pumping into me, and my back was arched so much so that I was losing my mind just feeling you force your way into me rapidly. I could feel my wetness trickling down my slit just before you slowed your pace by a little, letting go of my hair, and reaching your arm around my side to play with my clit.
Your name effortlessly rolled off my tongue in breathless pants as you started pumping harder, knocking the air out of me. I knew you were close as soon as your moans and grunts came out labored and staggering, clashing against my loud cries before you shattered behind me.
I waited a month before I had you again…
Every morning since I had you last was taunting torture. I’d wake up clutching my pillow with your deep voice lingering in my dreams, the image of your ginger beard, beautiful cloudy green eyes and luscious pink lips haunting me causing me to grind my hips into the mattress beneath me. And of course, you didn’t make it any easier for me whenever you’d come up behind me during the day and whisper in my ear, softly moaning my name into the side of my neck, your hand on my ass rubbing and grabbing me until my thighs would shake slightly and I’d have to move away from you. I knew in times like that if I didn’t, I’d want to kiss you passionately before begging you with tears in my eyes to bend me over and fuck me on the counter. I’ll never forget the night you pulled me into the cooler and grabbed my hips bringing yours to meet my backside as you wrapped your arms around me. I said your name slowly trying to move forward even though you wouldn’t allow me to. Every time I’d struggle, your grasp on my hips only got tighter and one night you couldn’t handle your composure and from the cooler, you pulled me into the freezer before pressing your back up against the door bringing me with you. You looked down at me with lovingly glossy eyes before putting your hands on either side of my neck and kissed me tenderly, all the while I moaned into you as your tongue danced with mine. Our heads surrounded by ice and freezing mist clouds from our breaths coming out rushed and ragged. Our lips still pressed firmly together, your hands on my face, my hands on your forearm and wrist, and my breasts gently resting against your chest.
You make it unbelievably difficult for me to not get hot and bothered every time you cross my mind, every time my memory is jerked and tugged at the corners with you being the focal point… every. single. time.
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Looking over to my left, there you were, a little drowsy with your xbox controller sitting in your lap and your head and torso resting against the cushioned wooden frame of your bed. After the xbox intro came to life on your projector screen you glanced over at me, sleepiness still clinging to the shadows splayed out on your face.
“So, what do you want to watch?”
“Mmm… whatever you want to watch.” I replied. In all honesty I didn’t really know. I just knew that I wanted to be with you, and I was. So that was enough for me.
“Nooo that’s not how this works, I asked you what ‘you’ wanted to watch.” Your voice was light and playful as you positioned your arm around me, letting it rest along my back.
I giggled, slowly laying down on your chest, bringing my arm over and across your stomach as my leg curved and sat on top of yours.
“Mmmm you’re so warm,” was my only statement before closing my eyes ever so slightly. I wanted to hear your breathing, feel your heartbeat under my ear.
“You’re so cold…” you trailed off as you searched for something to play while your free hand caressed my back.
You set down the controller when I looked up to see the familiar Disney beginning playing at a low rumble next to us from your speaker.
“Ooowww Disney!” I exclaimed into you, watching the popular castle come into view as fireworks went off in the distance behind it, cascading a blue hue over us and the walls within your room.
“Oh yeah, it’s a musical and one of my favorites.”
I happily sighed in response as I laid my head back down against you before you rested yours on top of mine.
*You’re so adorable…* I thought.
Whenever I’d normally see you, you were working hard and delegating tasks while showing the frustration of having to deal with people not doing their job correctly which in turn made yours that much more stressful. Yet here I was, in your arms, feeling your warmth and hearing you talk softly about a Disney movie as our bodies, entangled together, descended into the thickness of your bed.
We sat like that for quite a while as the dancing characters on the screen sang beautifully while your precious lips, silent just below a whisper, fell in sync with the musical words flowing from beside us. Your eyes sparkled as you watched, and as they did, I played with the hem of your shirt until bringing my curious hand underneath the fabric, rubbing my cold fingers along your skin until they rested at your side. You moaned so low that I barely missed it before a shy smile formed across my face. Your hand, lingering on the small of my back, reached down leisurely to my butt before softly fondling me there.
Looking up at you then, I brought my fingertips up to meet your protruding collarbone under your red collar. Keeping your face planted forward, your eyes dropped down to mine mischievously and your mouth curled into a playful smile. I stared briefly at your beckoning grin before leaning upwards, you meeting me halfway before your soft lips pressed into mine delicately. My hand moved further up to rest along the dip in the side of your neck as your tongue made its way into the cavern of my mouth. I couldn’t help but moan as our kiss grew deeper while your body kept inching forward before you swiftly moved slightly atop of me. Your knee resting urgently on mine against the bed to keep my legs from closing as your fingers edged towards my pussy. My whimpers came out slow and melodic while you rubbed the outside of my silk panties before realizing I was bare and shaven underneath them. You groaned into my mouth before laying down on your back. I wasn’t sure what was going through your mind, but I couldn’t let you tease me and then stop. Maybe you were trying to tease me until I was begging you to fuck me. Or maybe you just wanted to cuddle a little while longer before making me yours again like you knew I craved you to.
With you lying on your back now, I leaned over to where the waist band to your pajama pants were and started kissing the exposed skin peaking at the corner of your hip while teasing you with my fingertips just inches away from your crotch.
“And what do you think you’re doing?” Your voice held some curiosity as you peered down at me.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I challenged you before watching that same devilish smile stretch across your face.
I figured instead of engulfing you in my awaiting mouth like I had so desperately wanted to, I decided to sit up right before swinging my leg over your midsection, straddling your hips in the process. Looking down at you as my ass cheeks grinded against your hard-on through our clothing, it was torture and of course just from having you under me, having you look at me the way you were, my legs started shaking before I dipped down and caught your lips with mine. I was curious since you did it to me all the time, and without hesitation I slipped my tongue into your mouth eliciting a moan from you as you sucked, and sucked hard. My whimpering stopped in my throat, making my breathing come to a halt. You didn’t let up until I was forced to let go before abruptly kissing you again. You always did this to me, just made my legs violently shake before you were even inside of me and as somewhat embarrassing as that was, I loved every second of it. I loved every second I could get with you.
“Mm you’re already shaking,” I could hear the amusement in your voice as I moaned into the side of your neck, still grinding into you.
I wanted you, I wanted you bad. And with that I went to get off you when your hands grabbed both of my thighs aggressively before sliding up to my hips.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Your voice was so passionate that it almost broke at the end as I stared down at you, your eyebrows knitted together in pure confusion, your eyes glaring up at me in all their green brilliance.
I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t speak and instead took your lips with mine yet again while massaging my panty stricken pussy against you. My insides were burning for you to stroke me already, you were so close, I couldn’t take it anymore. Soon after us toying with each other, we traded places. I was on my back wanting to hide my face like I did the first time as I noticed you positioning yourself between my legs, grabbing for the lining of my underwear before swiftly taking them off. I eyed you, knowing that my cheeks must’ve been burning red as my exposed pussy sat in front of your hungry mouth. Spreading my legs with your hands, your head dropped down as I felt your tongue first on my clit which brought me to gasp dramatically. Your hands circled around my thighs bringing my sex closer to your wet lips before your tongue started quickly licking along my slit and flicking my clit in a low vibration. Soft moans came from me between pants, my hands went to your head sweeping gently over your very low buzz cut, my thighs threatened to close around your ears as you made your way down to my tight hole. Slightly arching my back against the mattress, you thrusted your tongue into my wetness making my legs shake once again. You kept at it, at eating me out and I could’ve held your head down there forever except my own desire to have you fully was creeping up in my mind every chance it got.
After a short time, you got up and started walking to the side of the bed.
“You know I still want you to sit on my face,” you said smugly as you laid down beside me.
A part of me was thrilled yet also dreaded that, don’t get me wrong I wanted to sit on your face, but I just got so nervous around you and my adrenaline picked up whenever I was near you. Plus, knowing you, you’d make a complete mess out of my pussy with me being spread apart above you.
“I still think I’m too big,” was my only response. Deep down I knew I wasn’t too big per say but with an ass like mine this big, that’s what the embarrassing part was for me.
*I mean my ass cheeks were going to engulf his fucking face while I dripped into his mouth.*
With that thought in mind, my face went hot as I shyly positioned myself above you and immediately you gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks before roughly taking my clit into your mouth and moaning into my slick folds. I whimpered against you seeing your hard-on barely an inch away from my lips making my mouth quiver. Tugging the black waist band down your hips, your dick sprang up, throbbing and delectably red at the head. I opened my mouth over the tip and bobbed my head on it until my saliva started running down the length of you, all the while you kept attacking my bare pussy with your lips and tongue, moaning in between pauses from my delicate sucking. You were thicker than I remembered, and it was suffocating but I managed to wrap my lips around the base while your head hit the back of my throat, thickly coating itself before I slowly lifted my head, spilling my saliva over your dick and watching it drip down in globs around you. At this point you were grunting into my pussy and moving your hips trying to fuck my face, so I obliged feeling your hand creep up my back in efforts to pushing me back down on your shaft. And I did. Swirling my hot tongue around the tip until I pushed past and touched the base again, this time shaking my head lightly, the tip rubbing into the back of my throat repeatedly until I started gagging on you. I could hear your groaning as you tried to stay focused on the task at hand with my pussy drenching your face.
After constantly sucking, slobbing, and moaning on your dick, I brought my face up gasping for air while your tongue fucked me on the spot.
“Mmm I could eat your pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner without ever getting tired. You’re so sweet.” Your voice sounded profuse as if talking through a mouthful of cum.
I wanted to giggle at the statement but couldn’t and instead whimpered and moaned as you sucked on my clit, my leg shaking against your face. After you had licked my pussy raw, I climbed off, before straddling you again, this time resting my plush wet lips on your dick before hearing you moan beneath me. I shook as I leaned down to taste myself on your lips. They were uniquely sweet like foreign honey. We kissed back and forth as your shaft jumped, touching my pussy in excitement. Grinding into you, I broke away from your lips, moaning into the side of your face, our heat colliding only making me wetter for you.
“Aww what’s wrong?” You said, as my name rolled off your tongue at the end.
Your words came out as precious as ever even though I knew you were enjoying my struggle, just knowing how sensitive I got when it came to you.
“Mmmm nothing…” Was literally all I could say as your arm wrapped around my thigh, your hand grabbing your girth, positioning it at my entrance.
I waited for this, for you, for what felt like forever and I was quivering repeatedly as I gently pushed back, your thick head shoving its way inside me. You were huge. I couldn’t even continue as I struggled with the slight pain it brought. My breathing was labored, my moans were breaking above you, my arms on either side of you were almost buckling. All I could manage was to stroke you back and forth until I was slowly engulfing you centimeter by centimeter. I thought that I was at least getting somewhere until you started speaking next to my ear softly, smugness lacing your voice as the shocking words spilled out.
“I’m going to tell you something that’s going to blow your mind.”
“Mmm..?” I whimpered achingly against your cheek.
“Just the tip is in…” I could hear your smile as you grabbed handfuls of my ass before gently trying to push me back onto you.
“…There’s… so much more.” I heard you grappling to say.
My mind went blank and I violently quaked as I buried my face into your neck desperately trying not to cry.
“Mm… no no…” Were the only words I could muster as the pain of you still stretching me sent my body into a frenzy of things indescribable.
“Mmmmm it’s okay, it’s okay. We can take it slow. We have plenty of time.” Your words soothed me, and your voice caressed my being as small tears began to sting the corners of my tightly shut eyes.
Lifting my head from your neck, I placed my lips onto yours to distract myself from trying to take all of you as I measuredly sat down, feeling you at least halfway inside of me. We moaned into each other as we fought for the other’s lips. All there was, was you. Nothing else mattered, there was no room for anything else, my mind was empty all the while you were still filling me to the hilt. When my hips finally met yours, I whined wincing in pleasurable pain, not remembering you being that big. My thighs vibrated against your body as I pleasantly rose, seeing your face contort in a swirl of emotions, your eyes going wide just from my movements. I loved seeing you like this, carefree as desire and passion clung to your eyes, and they never left mine as I sat down again, I could feel myself throbbing on you.
“I want you to cum all. over. my cock.” My name ushered itself from your lips before those words followed and I… completely lost myself on top of you.
Those were the words I imagined you say to me over a thousand times in the days leading up to this very moment. With my hands under the pillow where your head rested, my moans turned into whimpers and my whimpers turned into cries as tears formed in my eyes again. My voice broke and my bottom lip quivered as my wetness coated your shaft making it easier for me to ride you further after this point. I cried into you as my body let go, I cried as my body shook even more violently than before, and I cried for you in that moment, wanting to stay like that forever.
“Fuck. You’re so wet! You’re so tight, your pussy is clenching me.” You moaned, while your hands held me firmly as I rocked back and forth.
I couldn’t help being loud, losing myself when it came to you, I honestly never could. You brought it out of me, and it only happened for you. I had never experienced anything like this before, not ever, with anyone else. I was so speechless, so in love, all I could do was fuck you passionately as you moaned and grunted for me.
“Mm did you cum already?” Your question was desire stricken and desperate. It had only been a few minutes since I was first struggling to take the tip of you in me. And yes, I had already came, honestly it felt like I started but never stopped once you told me to cum all over your cock. My body obeyed you within seconds and there was no stopping it from happening. Being on top of you like this, seeing your green iris’ staring up at me as I bit my lip trying to stifle back whimpers, I made up my mind. I knew very well that I wanted you to cum in me, and I wanted you to cum in me repeatedly until we were both caked and covered in our thick white juices. Just from your facial expression, something told me you knew, something told me that you had made up your mind to cum in me as well. And here we were, you were already trying to slow me down from my insistent riding so that you could make yourself last longer. I thought it was cute, but ultimately, I’m glad you did, I wanted you buried deep inside me for as long as we could go.
I wanted you endlessly, without question.
I’d always want you… and only you.
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