Our Turn

GEO

“YOU’RE GOING TO REMEMBER this forever, Precious. The feel of my cock inside you this first time. You’ll remember and know you are mine. No one else will ever have you like this. Ever,” I growl into her ear as I begin to slide the inches I can fit inside her.

I root forward, then look down to see the pain in her eyes and I pause, holding myself steady to allow her body to adjust.

“You are so fucking tight.” The words catch in my throat. “I want to move, but I want to be sure you’re not hurting too much.”

“It hurts, but it feels so good.” Her hips shift upward, her tiny hands on the back of my neck holding onto me like a life preserver. “I want more. I want it. Keep moving. Please.”

Her simple plea has me on the verge of losing it, and I drag myself out a few inches before plunging forward into the soaking bliss. She’s drenching us both, making it easier to push inside, but I ease out slowly and back in, over and over.

“Kiss me.” I rumble, and she raises her head an inch before I lower mine to take her lips. I tease them with my tongue before sweeping inside on a thrust that has her gasping as I moan into her mouth.

It’s taking all my control not to fuck her like an animal, but somewhere in my civilized mind I also want to remember every moment.

Every inch her body takes of me.

And I hate that it’s hurting her, but the way she’s beginning to move with me helps my guilt to ease.

I keep it slow, letting her get used to my girth before her hands run down my shoulders and her nails score my flesh.

Her tongue spins with mine, greedy for me, and she’s making lustful sounds that have me giving her every inch until my balls rest against her flesh.

Our bodies rock together, and we meld into one. I feel her everywhere. On my cock, in my heart, breaking into my soul.

Her inner muscles clamp down and she goes quiet as I stroke deep, rubbing my body down against her slit, but I want more.

I reach around to take her hand, easing my body upward a few inches before lowering her fingers down between our bodies until they are on her sex.

“Touch yourself, Precious. You know you can come now, you know what feels good,” I growl. “Play with yourself while I fuck you.”

I feel her fingers move between us over her clit and I bury myself inside, feeling her opening pulse around me as she toys with herself.

“Like this?” she whispers. “I don’t want to do it wrong. I’m not hurting you am I?”

Her sweetness overwhelms me.

“No, baby. I can feel your body grip my cock when you do. It feels so fucking good. Keep going. I want to feel you cum on me. I want to be the first to feel you do that.”

She purrs, and I drive forward, in and out as her hand loops and begins to move faster. I’m as deep inside her as her body can take, I can feel the tip of my cock hammer against her cervix. Pounding her hard, rhythmically, as the crescendo builds.

A moment passes with the sounds of our panting breaths; then I hear her yelp and buck, then fall silent again as she does right before she cums. I want to give her so much more, but I’m so close. Watching the pleasure on her face is driving me to the edge.

“Oh my God.” The words rise out of her as her body explodes.

Sweet cum drenches my cock, and I swell even more inside her.

Our hips slam together as her fingers stop moving and instead grip her pussy.

I rumble and roar into my orgasm. Blinding white light takes over, and I come more than I ever have. I feel the hot sticky release gush back out of her and down my balls as I pulse and twitch into her tiny body.

She comes again as I feed the last of my release into her and bring my lips to hers, wanting to take her scream of pleasure inside of me.

When she’s panting, her eyes glazed, I draw back.

“Now, you are truly mine, Precious. All mine.”

12

GEO

“I’M GOING TO WORK, and that’s final.” Nicci stares me down, narrowing her eyes, and how can I do anything but relent? She looks so fucking cute when she’s defiant; it’s almost worth getting into an argument just to see her like this.

I nod. “Okay, you win. But you’re taking this.” I hand her the new iPhone I picked up from the store while she was sleeping this morning. “Your old flip phone isn’t going to cut it anymore, Precious. I want to be able to reach you when I need to.”