His Stripper (Dance For Me)

“I want to fuck you,” I tell her as if she doesn’t already know.

“I want you to fuck me,” she whispers back, making my cock jump to attention.

She doesn’t say a word to mention that she’s a virgin, and for a moment, it makes me doubt my judgment. Maybe she isn’t after all… But the thought of some other man being inside her makes me crazy with jealousy, and I have to fight to swallow back some demanding questions on the tip of my tongue.

I’ll scare her off by acting this possessive. And that’s the last thing I want.

I flatten her body beneath mine, holding myself up and admiring her pale skin and the way her body arches to be closer to mine. My mouth waters. I want this, need her beneath me, need my cock pushing inside her, claiming her, marking her as my woman.

“Spread your legs,” I mutter. “I want to look at you.”

Tentatively, she pulls her legs up. Her T-shirt rides up, exposing a pair of lacy panties. With a single rip, I get them off her, making her gawk at me in disbelief.

“Hey!” she calls out, giggling. “I need those.”

“Not around me, you don’t,” I growl in return. “In fact, I might forbid you from wearing them around me altogether. I prefer you like this. Bare. Naked for me.”

I pull her shirt off her body next, exposing her to me in all her glory. She shivers beneath me in the cool night air, and I lower my body against hers. Our skin touches, and the electrifying sparks in every inch of my body remind me of just how excited her closeness makes me.

“Touch me.” Hazel breathes heavily, and at that moment, I decide to stop resisting and just give in to my cock that’s already dictating things around here. With a groan, I pull her arms up above her head, pinning her under me. I lower my nose to her neck, inhaling her tempting scent and filling my nose with her sweetness.

“You smell so fucking good,” I mutter into her dark hair. “Good enough to eat.”

“Please, Myles.” She bites her bottom lip, a sight for sore fucking eyes. “Fuck me.”

I pull my boxers down, exposing my thick cock. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, but she doesn’t say a word. Perhaps, she’s too scared to mention my size. I can tell she’s worried about me fitting inside her, but she shouldn’t be. I’ll stretch her out just for me and make sure her sweet little holes fit my dick perfectly.

“You scared?” I mutter, my eyes going to hers and searching them for an answer. “Or excited?”

“Excited,” she whispers in response. “Please, Myles, I want it.”

Her cute begging does things to me. My cock grows, tightening, veins throbbing along my shaft as I thrust my hips against her. My cock rests against her belly, showing her exactly how deep inside her I’m going to go.

And then, without warning, I thrust again, this time filling her to the brim instantly. She screams out loud, confirming my initial thoughts about her, and I curse. When I pull out, my dick is coated in blood, and Hazel is shivering.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask. “Why didn’t you say you were a virgin?”

She flushes deeply, avoiding my gaze. “I was ashamed.”

“Never be ashamed around me,” I tell her. “Never.”

I wipe my cock on the sheets, but a look into Hazel’s hopeful eyes tells me she wants more as much as I do, and her next words only serve to confirm it.

“Please, Myles. Don’t let this be it. I want so much more.”

My cock throbs again, and I shake my head with a smirk. “It’s not over until I fill you, Hazel.”

I pull her on top of me as I lean against the headboard of the bed. She straddles me, her full tits so fucking tempting in my face I can’t resist the urge to suck a nipple into my mouth and gently bite down. She moans at the sensation, throwing her head back. Her scent is fucking intoxicating, and I can’t get enough.

“Ride me,” I order her, and she pales before flushing a deep shade of red.

“I don’t know how.”

“I’ll teach you.” I grab her ass and lift her up, making her giggle. “Here, feel my cock. Where do you want it?”

“In… In my pussy,” she breathes out the words. “Fuck my pussy, Myles.”

“Put it in.” My voice has gone deeper, more growly, and I’m barely able to hold back as she positions my cockhead at her soaked entrance. “That’s right. Deeper. Put it inside you. Ride me.”

With a gasp, she allows my dick to disappear between her folds, and I groan as her tight little snatch adjusts to my length and girth.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I mutter, still holding on to her ass and moving her in a rhythm that makes me get closer and closer to an inevitable release. “Just like that. Bounce your ass on my cock. Show me how good you can be, show me how well you can ride my dick.”