The sound of beer can clambering on the pavement as some punk kicked it just outside the front window stirred him awake. He grumbled as he opened his eyes and remembered he was on the couch, the leather sticking to his bare arms and chest as he struggled to roll over and sit up. But he smiled when he looked through his bedroom door and saw the mass of auburn hair and long limbs stretched out across his bed, tossing as she began to stir. He padded into his bedroom, wiping the sleep from his eyes as he closed the door behind him. Sighing contentedly, he curled his body around hers, deeply inhaling the sweet scent of her hair. He memorized the curve of her body under the blankets and He was already fully hard, which was painfully obvious as he pressed himself against her back.
He’d gone to sleep fully hard, falling asleep before he could slip off to handle himself. He’d behaved himself last night at a dinner party co-hosted by him and his roommate. His friends had encouraged him to bring her and she’d been a charming delight, making it obvious what he saw in her. But when the guests had left, she’d been a gorgeous mess, drunkenly kissing his face and putting his hands on her delightfully large breasts. But she was too young, too drunk to do anything but wait until she knew what she was doing, even if resisting her had proven a tougher job than he’d anticipated when he’d made that decision much earlier in the night. The last thing he needed was having a student accuse him of getting her drunk and taking advantage of her.
Being seen with her had cause a stir; an (early thank you very much) graying new professor towering closely over a barely legal sorority girl, whispering and giggling over cups of coffee. He didn’t care. She wasn’t in his department, and not in his classes, and there were no written policies on it so when he saw her for the first time at a show for one of his favorite local bands off campus, he’d tripped over himself to go say hello. He was surprised to find that she was worldly and far more intelligent than many of her peers when he’d leaned in and asked her how old she was. Her age maybe should have made him walk away but he hadn’t found women his own age who could carry a conversation, make him think and laugh the way she could. And that body. Goddamn, that body. Her huge, round breasts gave way to a gorgeous hourglass figure with full hips and luscious thighs. Her dark pink lips were freckled, a perfect bow shaped mouth that was usually curled into her signatures smirk. While she was incredibly tempting, he’d kept himself in check last night.
She’d twisted her full lips into an adorable pout when he’d kissed her forehead gently and told her he wouldn’t be fucking her tonight. Her big brown eyes had gone wide and she but her lip when he whispered that he wanted her fully aware when she gave herself to him the first time. But when he offered to let her sleep in his bed for the night, she’d happily agreed. They’d had a little more wine, and a few heated kisses that forced him to tell her goodnight lest he do something regrettable. But today… today was a new day.
He started planting small kisses over her shoulder, letting his fingertips dance over the place on her hip where skin showed through between her tank top and the gym shorts he’d let her borrow. He groaned quietly as she rubbed against his erection, stretching awake.
“Good morning, baby doll,” he cooed when she raised her head and opened her eyes.
“Good morning,” she replied sleepily, rolling onto her back and snuggling closer to him. She nuzzled his neck and guided his hand from her hip up to her breast like she’d done the night before. Except this time she wasn’t wearing a bra and he could feel her nipple pressing against his palm through the thin fabric of her tank top. He smiled, grinding slightly against her hip.
“You ready to play already, sweet girl?” he asked, toying at the expanse of her breast with his palm.
“Yes, please,” she said in a quiet voice, arching into his touch. Her legs shifted further apart and she rolled her hips as his thumb graced over her nipple. He pulled away from her for a moment and held her chin to look him in the eyes.
“I want to hear you tell me you want me fuck you. I know you’re shy and you’re going to get embarrassed. It’s really fucking cute when you blush and stammer. But let me make myself clear. I’m not going to touch you… You’re not going to cum… and baby girl, I can make you cum better than you ever have before, I promise you that… I’m not going to rip every stitch of your clothing off and devour you the way I’ve wanted to since the second I saw you until you look me in the eyes and tell me that you want me to fuck you. I know none of the little boys that chase you care how badly you want it before they wanna put it in you but I do. I have to know you want me the way I want you before I do us both the immense pleasure of fucking you senseless. You’re going to tell me that you want to be fucked before I take you,” he growled quietly, gently but she could hear the urgency in his voice. Her eyes went wide and her lips parted, and he could feel her breath quicken under his hands.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Her face flushed bright red and she bit her lip in a way that made his cock twitch. He kissed her, gently at first, but more forcefully as his tongue explored her mouth. The hand against her chin locked around her jaw, holding her in place as he kissed her deeply.
“You can say no,” he said gently when he pulled away, kissing her temple, “I won’t be mad. If you don’t want to do this, I’ll take you home. We’ll hang out again tomorrow. It’ll be okay. But I think your body is screaming you want this, and the only thing stopping you from having it is telling me you want it.”
“P…please. Please. I… I want… I want you to…” she stammered, her brows furrowed in frustration and her cheeks pink with blush.
“Go ahead. It’s okay, baby girl. Just whisper it to me and I promise to have you quivering and screaming in no time,” he urged in a dark voice. His hands traced her waistline with his fingertips, waiting for permission to explore her.
“I want you to fuck me,” she replied in a soft, quiet voice. She could feel an instant change in him as his jaw tensed and his fingers pressed hard into her skin. He’d heard the words he’d finally been waiting on for quite some time.
He waited a bit longer than normal this time. Maybe it was her age. Maybe it was he didn’t want to screw things up with her. Something was different, and he knew if got a taste of her it wasn’t one of those things he was ever going to get enough of. When he’d kissed her for the first time (after shyly asking her for permission), they’d ended up pressed against his car, grasping at each other’s clothes and moaning explicatives under breaths between kisses. She drove him absolutely crazy and he knew nothing else was ever going to do once he had her.
A wicked grin spread across his face as he rolled to put her under him. He pressed her legs apart with his knees, and held her in place with a large hand on either side of her head. She bit her lip at the way his broad chest flexed as his hips strained to be against hers.
“You are so incredibly beautiful,” he said breathily before kissing her hard. He pushed up her tank top, moving the thin fabric to reveal her magnificent breasts. His fingers finally explored the soft skin and dark, sensitive nipples as his tongue forced its way into her mouth.
She whimpered into his mouth when he took one toffee colored nipple between his fingers and pinched gently, rutting against him. He laughed, planting kisses down her neck to her chest while his fingers teased over her. And he couldn’t help but moan too when he heard her high pitched whine as he took one of her nipples in his mouth and flicked it between his tongue and his teeth. Her fingers were tugging at his hair and she arched her back to press herself further into his touch.
He felt like a kid in a candy shop as he rubbed his face over her breasts. They were easily the largest he’d ever been allowed to touch, or even seen in person. Perfectly shaped, and he pretty exclusively saw conventionally large breasts. Her moans egged him on and he was painfully hard listening to her enjoy him enjoying her.
He sat up, pulling her hips up with him. His fingers hooked through the elastic waistband of his shorts and her panties, sliding them down her hips, thighs, and over her calves. When he tossed them to the side, he held her legs apart at the knee while he laid down with his chest between her thighs.
“You said nobody else has ever been able to get you off. Oh, my beautiful girl. That’s about to change. You’re about to have a real man touch you. A real man taste you. You’re going to cum hard for me. Your pussy is so cute. And you smell so fucking good. Fuck. I’m not going to stop until you cum for me. I promise you that,” he purred as he kissed and licked up her thighs. He inhaled deeply and groaned as the scent of her arousal flooded his nose as his lips came in contact with her bare outer lips.
He opened her gently with his fingers and took one, deliciously slow lick from her glistening hole to the top of her slight. She gasped, and let out the most delightful cry as she arched backwards and grasped his sheets.
He pulled away from her one last time. His green eyes met hers and she could feel the hunger and need in them as his hands slid tight around her thighs. His grip hurt but she spread her legs wider at the sensation.
“You have… the sweetest pussy I have ever had the pleasure of having my mouth on. I would pay to eat a cunt that tastes this good. You… goddamnit. You. You are going to turn me into a fucking animal. You could ruin me because one taste never going to be enough for me. And God, I want to ruin you…,” he snarled, his words sharp and his breathe hot on her skin.
She choked back a sob as his mouth returned over her aching clit, his tongue working expertly over her throbbing bundle of nerves. Her fingers laced through his dark hair and it drove him crazy the way she pulled his face harder into her.
She began to pant as he began to circle her wet entrance with his middle finger, squirming as he teased her wetness. He gently pushed into her and moaned into her clit at the grip around his finger. He knew then she’d have to be sufficiently plied before he had any chance of having his thick cock inside her without really hurting her. He thrusted gently as he flicked and sucked over her clit, easily working her into a frenzy. She whined when he pressed a second finger into her but was quickly bucking against his hand while his mouth sent her further and further over the edge.
The sounds she made when she was ready to cum for him were ones that would play in his head when he was alone, dick in hand, in perpetuity. She whimpered and sobbed his name while her orgasm ripped through her, his mouth and fingers working overtime to draw out every last drop of the delicious moans and feeling of her squeezing tight around him. She arched and rutted against him, a gorgeous sight to behold as she came undone for him. He lapped up her wetness, even licking his fingers to taste every last bit of her.
He slid backwards off the bed, and began to take off his pajama pants. She looked nothing short of divine, propped up on her elbows, her legs still open and waiting for him. Her pussy glistened with wetness, and she bit her lip at him expectantly and he was suddenly painfully aware of how hard he was.
“You ready for me, pretty girl?” He asked, pushing his pants and boxers to the floor. He stroked the length of his shaft with his hand and she gasped. She nodded vigorously. He grabbed a condom out of his dresser and rolled it on.
“That’s supposed to fit inside me?” she asked nervously, but her eyes told him she was incredibly excited at the prospect. He returned to her, pushing her flat, backwards on the bed. He kissed her forehead, down the bridge of her nose, and then gently on the lips.
“Put your knees to your chest,” he instructed gently. He pushed himself onto his knees and ran his hands up the back of her thighs. He’d done this so many times before as a younger man, having the honor of deflowering several of his classmates. And he was a well endowed fellow, which had forced him to learn to find a way to allow a fresh, virgin body to accommodate him. But she… she said she’d done this before. He wasn’t even in her first handful, and she was known as promiscuous amongst her friends. But according to her, her last lay was her high school boyfriend and well… that wasn’t going to be a hard act to follow.
“Put your hands on my chest,” he continued. She complied and he gave her a sweet smile. She blushed and he blew her a kiss.
His eyes locked onto hers as he gently guided his tip inside her. Her eyes went wide with a mixture of pain and delight, and she bit her lip as she squirmed and struggled against him.
He worked gently to press himself further into her and he made a choking noise deep in his throat when his sensitive head pushed into her. She was so tight around him it hurt. This feeling wasn’t one he’d ever felt before. She was painfully tight around his thick cock but no pain had ever felt so good. He made a few shallow thrusts before pushing himself all the way into her. Her head snapped back off the bed at the sensation, recoiling at the feeling of his thickness shoved all the way into her. He didn’t move again, letting her settle comfortably back around him. He stroked her thighs, murmuring “good girl” over and over as he took in the moment.
She was whimpering, wiggling her hips to try and find a way to accommodate him. She was full, and her fingers digging into his chest reminded him that it hurt her more than it hurt him.
“Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” he asked in a soft, concerned voice. He smiled tenderly down at her as he ran his hands over her rib cage and belly.
She shook her head.
“No. It hurts but… please don’t stop,” she choked.
He began slipping in and out of her, incredibly and achingly slowly. He had adjusted to the feeling of her around him, and the pain had turned into enjoying the sweetest warmth he’d ever encountered. He watched her eyes earnestly as he pumped into her, trying hard not to hurt her but he had to admit that something about knowing she was tight enough to hurt him drove him mad and it was something that he was never going to forget.
“I thought you said you’ve done this before,” he said with a breathy laugh as he relaxed their posture so they were in the missionary position.
“I have. None of ‘em were as big as you,” she heaved, running her hands over his broad shoulders and chest. He smiled at the thought.
He struggled to fight off his orgasm to savor this moment. She was absolute sight to behold, arching with her head thrown back, mouth and long legs open wide, her perfect, round tits pronounced and pushed forward by her hands on his chest. This was the picture he’d painted in his head as a teen, when he locked the bathroom door. Her whimpers had turned to high pitched squeals of delight and he wasn’t sure how much longer he was going to last in this fantasy come true.
His tempo finally increased and she wrapped her legs around his waist. His fingers fisted through her dark auburn hair and he held her forehead against his as his hips snapped harsher and harsher into her. He was dangerously close, and he knew he would have show some restraint to not pound blindly into her as he came.
“So fucking tight. So goddamn beautiful. You’re so lovely. So, so lovely and you are going to be my undoing,” he chanted mindlessly as he stroked himself forward to orgasm. He claimed her mouth with his own, kissing her hard, as he felt himself starting to slip over the edge.
He roared as his orgasm rocked through him, desperately clinging to her body. He kissed her again and moaned into her mouth as he hungrily thrusted until his cock finished twitching inside her. He pulled out collapsed on her chest, kissing over her breasts, her jaw, her face.
He kissed over her eyebrows, her eyelids, over her forehead. Finally, he rolled into his back and pulled her against his chest on one fluid motion. He gingerly ran his fingers through her long curls and pressed his lips to her temple. Her fingers traced tiny patterns over his chest and he smiled as she ran her them through the patch of hair.
“I’m going to have to break you in, baby doll. You’re too pretty for me to not to be able to have you whenever I want you. I plan on you spending a lot of time in my bed and you… I’m going to show you things none of the boys who’ve had you before could have ever imagined. I absolutely fucking adore you. You are so goddamn cute. And that makes me want to do a million dirty things to you. Is that okay with you?” he murmured, running his fingers over her arms.
“Yes Sir,” she squeaked, hiding her blushing face with her hand. He pulled her hand away from her face and brought her fingers to his lips.
“Good girl. In my wildest dreams, I could not have created a better fantasy than this. You are so perfect it’s hard to believe this is real and I… I am a very lucky man,” he said softly, kissing her fingertips.
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