When he decided I was ready, Chase ran a hand down my belly and into the front of my panties, keeping his other hand on my breast, kneading it like so much dough, paying careful attention to my nipple. Working his way around the outside of my pussy lips in light circles, working me to the very edge of ecstasy, he only added to the pleasure shooting through my body. He slipped a finger inside me. Just to the first knuckle at first and then to the second and then to the third, each time giving me a few moments to get used to the feeling, somehow knowing it had been a long time since I had enjoyed a man’s touch. When he decided I could take more, he slipped another finger inside, using a smiler process, putting it in bit by bit with short pauses in between. When the second finger was all the way in, he put his other arm around me to hold me still. Chase started moving both fingers inside me, angling them at each end, to make sure he stroked my g-spot with each pass, softly nibbling and licking my neck as he did so.
Slowly gaining speed, I started to move more, leaning back against him to push my pussy even harder against his plunging fingers. Then I started to vocalize. Soft gasps at first, soon building into louder moans. Chase kindly put a hand over my mouth to let me moan with abandon without waking Katie. When I had calmed down enough, he lay me back down, the sheets cool against my back, and gently spread my legs, lowering his head between my thighs as though to pray. Lightly running his beautiful tongue up the length of my tender, pink pussy lips, he took me by my hips and absolutely devoured my tight little pussy until I thought I might pass out with pleasure.
Kissing his way back up my body, blazing a trail of soft, wet kisses from my pussy to my neck, he held me as the trembling took me. When I had recovered enough, Chase once again got up and moved down to the end of the bed, taking down his pants when he got there. I couldn’t help but let out a gasp. At least ten inches, if not eleven, and roughly the same thickness as my fist, Chase had the biggest cock I had ever seen on a human. I sat up as though hypnotized, my eyes fixed on his throbbing shaft, and I tried my best to get my hand around it giving it several gentle pumps.
Chase saw me lower my head as though to try and suck it and stopped me. “You don’t have to,” he said. “Please?” I begged. “Be careful,” he said, letting me go. There was no way I was getting his cock into my mouth comfortably, though I still wanted to taste it. Gripping at the bottom, I swirled my tongue around the head, massaging his balls and stroking his shaft as I did so. It wasn’t ideal, but it was still good enough to get him to cum pretty quick. I got as close as I could to his cock and opened my mouth hoping for the best. Most of it went in pretty easily though I hadn’t been expecting nearly so much. Still, I suppose I should have considering the size of his balls. Swallowing it all down, I lay back down spreading both my legs and my pussy. “You sure?” I nodded, my excitement and nerves colliding in a way as to rendering me non-verbal. I wanted his cock in me so bad I couldn’t even speak. Opening the drawer in the bedside table, Chase gout out a bottle of water-based lube and commenced lubing up his cock. When he finished, he put another squirt on his fingers and gently worked it into my pussy, nearly making me cum again. Positioning himself between my legs, he put my knees up over his elbows holding me in semi-submission. Stroking the head of his cock against my pussy lip, he started to push inside me, easing his cock in inch by inch. He had gotten in about a third of his full length when I let out a gasp. Softly stroking my cheek, he pulled back a bit, so I was comfortable and then, a gentle hand over my mouth, he fucked me until I screamed and came repeatedly.
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I woke up in bliss, it was light outside, so I thought I had only slept a few hours. A glance at the clock disproved that theory. Chase had fucked me so hard I had slept through the night. For some reason, I had expected to be sore in the morning, I always was with my ex, but I felt wonderful if a bit tuckered. Thank goodness it was Saturday and I didn’t have to go into work.