She ground hard against me and nodded. “Yes, I’ve wanted it for so long. Don’t make me wait another minute.” She crushed her lips against mine, and she snaked her hand down and rubbed my cock through my pants. She’d done that many times, but she’d never touched it, not skin to skin.
She sat up and moved down to straddle my thighs, one leg butting up against the back of the couch and sinking down into the cushions as she undid the buttoned fly and slipped her hand in to touch me. Her eyes widened, and she met my stare as she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked my long, veiny shaft.
“There’s things I’ve wanted to do for so long. I want to do it all with you; always wanted it to be you.” She looked down at my cock and stroked her thumb across the tip, taking special care to rub my tiny slit where it was already glistening. She met my eyes again, pulling in her bottom lip. “I want to taste it.”
I knew she’d had limited experience and though I wanted nothing more than for her to suck me off, I didn’t want things to be vulgar for her first time. “You don’t have to do that for me if you’re not sure about—”
She was on my cock before I had time to talk her out of it. As she closed her mouth around the head and then lowered herself until it hit the back of her throat, my toes curled in my boots. “Fuck, baby.” I hissed through my teeth.
She pulled away and looked up at me with an expression of worry. “Did I h
urt you?”
“No, not at all, be as rough as you want.” Her eyes flashed, and she smiled wide as she went down on me again, this time trailing her tongue along the veins in my shaft and down to my balls. She kissed them a then pulled one into her mouth, tight-lipping it before letting it pop from her mouth. She worked her way back up my shaft, letting her mouth work the length of me as she gripped my base.
“I’m not sure you’re going to fit,” she whispered against my burning flesh. The friction had me throbbing, my balls aching with desire.
“There’s only one way to find out, but I think we should move to your bed. I want you to be comfortable.” She stood, and I got to my feet, then she led me by the hand to her bedroom, where I slowly undressed her.
CHAPTER TWELEVE - RACHEL
His cock had been so big in my mouth I could only imagine what it was going to be like inside me. The slow ache that I’d had many times, and always for him, was about to be quenched. He tugged down my yoga pants, and I held onto his strong shoulders as he slipped them off my feet. Then he lifted my shirt over my head, and I was left in nothing but my panties.
“Slip them off slowly,” he whispered in my ear and I lay back on the bed as he undressed, never taking is eyes off me as I hooked my thumbs into my bikini straps and slowly slid the lace down exposing my trimmed mound. I sat up a bit when they reached my knees, but he took over, slipping them down my calf and across my ankles until I was left naked and on display for him, and he didn’t seem to be missing much of the view.
He stood before me gripping himself; his sac was heavy, like twin weights swaying below that proud cock. He pumped it in his fist, and I noticed that his large hands fit much better around it than mine had and all those fears about the pain of losing my virginity were very real.
It must have registered on my face because he leaned down and smiled. “You’re almost past the point of no return.”
“I want this. I want you, Duncan.” I knew I had to reassure him. He’d always been so protective.
He was so powerful before me, his size dwarfing mine, and I hadn’t really sized us up that way before. I was lost in a million thoughts when he leaned over and kissed me.
“I want to do this right by you, so what do you want to do about protection? I’ve always used it, but I don’t have any on me.” I hadn’t thought about it, all I’d thought about was having him and how much it might hurt.
“I trust you, and I’m on the pill . Unless you want to wait?” I held my breath while he thought a minute.
And then a slow smile spread across his face. “I guess it will be a first for us both.” He kissed me again and lay me back against the pillows, then he slipped down below my waist and parted my knees. “Relax, baby. I’m going to take good care of you.”
The words he spoke were a vow, and I knew I could trust them to be true. I spread my legs wide, letting them fall around him as he nestled down between my thighs. He wasted no time putting his mouth against me and dragged his tongue from my tight little star between my cheeks to my aching, tender bud at my apex.
His mouth felt amazing on me and lay my head back and closed my eyes to take in the sensations. The warm, wet wiggle of his tongue torturing my clit, flicking, pressing, lapping. He had himself a feast as he nibbled at my clit, his teeth grazing and nipping sending waves of pleasure rolling over me that turned more intense every second until I felt myself come undone.
My legs trembled as I grew impossibly wet. He slipped a finger between my folds and teased me relentlessly until I whimpered.
“You’re ready for me aren’t you, baby?” I nodded, and he smiled. “I’m so ready too. I want to feel your sweet little pussy wrapped around me, so slick and tight.”
“Yes,” I whispered as he rose up to his knees and stroked his thick shaft, then he pushed my thighs wider as he centered himself against me, nudging his thick bell-shaped head against me.
“Baby, just relax, it’s going to be bit of pressure, you’re so tight.” He gave me a devilish grin and nudged against my barrier, pushing against the resistance which didn’t stand a chance against his hard cock.
I split apart, like fire ripping through my center, and I tensed, bracing myself against the pillow as I gripped his strong arms and pulled him down against me. He fell and let me hold on as he pushed deeper, slicing through me until he’d found my depths. He stilled all but for his mouth which kissed me.
He broke the kiss and met my eyes. “You’re going to have to relax, baby.” His hips worked slowly, and the pain soon ebbed into pleasure, and as soon as I realized that moving would ease the pain, I ground against him. He pulled out and dipped back in a few times to let me adjust, and once I was moaning, he began to work me in steady thrusts. The pleasure soon outweighed the pain, and his mouth found my breasts which only brought more pleasure to my core.
He rose up and stroked my hair back from my face. “I want you to ride me.”
The delight flashed in my eyes, and before I could ask if it would hurt, he’d rolled us over never leaving my channel.