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“You aren’t a virgin.” Her pussy may be as tight as a boa constrictor on its fatal squeeze, but I know she wasn’t a virgin when I sank into her yesterday.
Freeing my hands from her luxurious hot confines, I push my jeans to the ground and crawl her up into my bed. I have dreamt of this day for months, having her here, naked and willing. And now, my nose seeking the steaming honey of her clit, I feel drunk on the euphoric scent emanating from her.
“No, but barely,” she stammers. Another flush crosses the round swells of her breasts, spreading up to her delicate collar bone drawing my lips. Devouring each of her swollen nipples until she moans, I work my way down to seek out the nectar she emanates for me.
“It’s a good thing.” I breathe against her folds before me. With a long languid taste of her, it stirs a tremble that has her dropping to the pillows behind her. “It means I get to have so many other firsts with you.” My fingers slide back into her like she was made to glove them. When she squirms beneath me and her cries reach that level that tells me she’s on the edge, I suck her firm clit between my teeth and press my knuckle against the star of her ass.
Writhing through the throes of her climax, her body clenches my fingers and grinds her hips against my hand, begging for more.
“Tell me about your first time,” I rasp out before curling my tongue against her again.
Her brows furrow in confusion, her head still thrashing a wave of blond across my pillows. “Why?” she pants. Her legs press against my shoulders, her heels into the bed beneath me. I tighten my grip around her hips, dragging her tightly against my invasive hand and mouth.
“Because,” I groan against her, “after tonight, every time you think about losing your virginity, you’re going to remember me fucking you in the ass for the first time instead.” When I push my soaked finger past the tight muscle ringing her ass she jolts up, her nails scraping my scalp when she grabs my hair.
“Sam!” she screams. But, I relentlessly push into her, taking particular glee watching her eyes unfocus and roll backwards in her head, her mouth dropping into a silent scream. Her entire body tightens. Shuddering pulses grip at my hand as she soaks my bed with squirts of her juices and she collapses backwards onto the pillows.
I knew she’d like it.
“Tell me his name.” My hand moves in and out of the tight confines of her body, strumming an invisible line that draws her chest upwards, her neck pressing toward the dark sheets until she is a perfect arch. Her heaving ribs cresting, the orbs of her breasts float beneath a sheen of sweat while her quivering thighs struggle to push her hips higher.
Slowing my strokes, I uncouple my lips from her swollen clit to reach up and fill my other hand with one of her firm breasts. I pinch one of her pink beaded nipples. A soft cry tumbles from her lips, and her tight little virgin asshole squeezes my finger so hard that it’s difficult to move.
“Tell me his name,” I repeat.
“Who?” she pants. The flush across her pale skin almost appears feverish as she thrashes and moans.
I loose a heavy breath that is saturated with the flavor of her. “I’m going to make you come so hard you forget your own name.” I slide my pinky into her ass, so each of her tight little holes match, two fingers to each.
“Clint!” she gasps. “His name was Clint!” Her hips writhe when she comes again, clamping around me and squirting against my neck as she screams.
I slide up her body, slick with sweat. Tasting and savoring every inch, I’m leaving a trail of teeth marks in my wake. The urge to mark her is nearly overwhelming, I know I’m almost breaking her skin, but it’s so hard to hold back.
She jerks with every nip, and her sheath tightens around my fingers with every jerk. Her hands seek out my neck, her nails pulling at my skin sending shivers through me. My cock is so hard it hurts, she is sweet pain that has me teetering on the edge of a precipice. I want to savor every hitch of her breath, every moan, every screaming orgasm that leaves my sensitive ears ringing. I want to push her higher until my hearing is shattered and her trembling cleaves the earth in two. And I want to join her, to tumble a mass of disjointed limbs into the oblivion of space.
Freeing my hands I grasp hers, dragging them above her head. Giving her a brief respite, I cage her with my body, kneeling between the shrine of her legs. My dripping cock poised at her entrance, it’s everything I can muster to rein myself. Her face is flushed, her hair clings to her damp skin, and she has never looked more beautiful than now.
My lips seek hers; my frenzied path of hunger up her body slows into a gentle kiss. Her body melds against me as her lips press mine. The tiny soft probe of her tongue beckons me to open, drawing an appreciative groan from my chest.
Oh, this girl. All I’ve done and she still pushes me for more. Her silky lips reach and nibble mine while her sinful little heels wrap around my hips, tugging me closer. I can feel her needy little pussy rubbing against the tip of my cock, and I can’t hold back any longer. Rolling my hips, I pierce her exquisite heat, reveling in the shivering hold her body places around me. I’ve barely broached with the tip, and already I can feel the tightening in my gut as she pulls me deeper.
With a whining moan she arches her back, sinking me further still. Her heart ramps again, a frantic pace in time with her hips twisting against mine.
“Sam,” she begs. “Please.”
One hand still locking her wrists, my other floats down her hip, gathering the back of her bucking thigh in my grip and pulling her knee up to marry my chest, opening her to accept me more easily. But, I still measure myself. I’m not ready to erupt quite yet. I think I enjoy seeing her on the edge of ecstasy almost as much as the thrill I get by pushing her over.
“Tell me what you want,” I breathe into her ear. My body is trembling, so close to the brink myself.
Her lids appear heavy as she drags her eyes open. Pools of black shallow into the brightest of blue rings as she focuses on me. A small teasing smile dances across her lips as she throws her head back, exposing her neck and its rapid pulse to my lavishing tongue.
“Fuck me. Please?”
My ass muscles twitch at her command, driving into her final depths. Without a pause, I withdraw, nearly to the end, and fill her again. While I’m gaining speed and veracity, her eyes fall closed as I assault her with my cock. The knot in my belly releasing, groaning, I pump into her while ribbons of cum that burn out of me. Her clenching body joins me in climax, both of us riding an ever growing wave after wave of rolling orgasms.
She makes me lose control. I can’t hold back as my hips slap against her. Her shuddering with each stroke, her heel pressing against my back, drives harder and more intense spasms through me. Moaning between every tightening of her body, her pitch rises, constricting harder with each octave.
An urge to spank her in rhythm to her alluring sounds overtakes me. When my hand stings on the flesh of her hip, her body spasms so tightly I can’t move, like she’s squeezing my cock right in two.