Good Pet

Thinking this, my pussy twitches impatiently, ready for action. It is ready for a taste of his big, juicy cock. I’ve been rubbing on him for the last few minutes now, just a daring him to fill me. I want him to impale me with everything he has, all the way down to his balls.

Tommy’s a way better man than Dennis ever was. He’s a confident and secure man when it comes to his body and his “role” in the bedroom, despite having some confidence issues elsewhere.

As I’m thinking this, I feel Tommy pull away slightly. “You’re too eager, pet,” he teases. “I don’t think I’m going to give you my big cock yet.”

I whimper like a good pet, as two of his big beefy fingers rub onto my lower lips then slip inside me. He carefully and quickly adds a third finger to the little bit of pleasure he’s giving me before the main event. Under this stimulation, I groan and grunt, feeling my pussy spread wide open.

I lick my lips, unashamed that his hard fingers and thrusting motions are actually making me drool. Oh, my God! If he’s really dominate, then this is going to be sweeter than anything I ever had with Dennis. Sweeter than any fantasy I ever had before, during, or after dating that loser!

Slowly and methodically, Tommy moves his fingers in and out of my pussy, being sure to tickle my g-spot and stimulate as much of the walls as possible. Within seconds of doing this, I begin to tremble and shake for real. I groan and grind against his fingers like I’m sex-starved — which I kind of am.

I smile as he increases his speed for a few pumps. Then, he pushes his fingers as far as they will go inside me. Up to their knuckles and a bit beyond, just to see how well I take it. I stiffen a bit under the bony, hard feeling of his knuckles, but I don’t shy away or squirm at all. I just brace myself with both elbows, and let him continue.

With his fingers all the way inside my core, my pussy starts to throb and vibrate.

“Is it true that you’re all mine, pet?” he asks, leaning forward to kiss my cheeks, one after the other.

“Yes,” I say, in a breathy voice that I barely hear, “it’s true. I’m yours to do whatever you want with. Ever since we met, I’ve wanted it to be you. And I will always want it to be you who has me, not Dennis, not anyone else. Not now, not ever.”

“I want that too, pet,” he admits, somewhat breathless.

Hearing his confession only makes my pussy quiver more. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to have a man like you tell me that, Tommy,” I say, trying hard not to start crying. If I do, it might just make this all go away. And this party has just gotten started.

“Melissa, I know how nurturing you are, how underappreciated you were in your last relationship, so now I want to be better than that for you. I want to be the man who will offer himself up to you, no matter his status, no matter his insecurities.”

Tears do start flowing a little bit, but I channel all that energy into my pussy, which I start to rub encouragingly on Tommy’s fingers. He hums pleasantly at the touch of me on him. I answer this with a trembling, eager sigh.

“Are you ready for me then, my pet? Are you ready for me to put my cock in you? Make you my girlfriend for real and forever?”

“Yes,” I say, and that’s all he needs.

Tommy rears back on his knees, hold his cock steady and in position, and plunges into me. Not forcefully or fast. Just intentionally, careful not to stretch me too roughly.

His cockhead slips in easily, and Tommy gasp as it does. He trembles but actually leans into the forward motion more. All I hear from him is pure, unadulterated pleasure. The sweetness and joy of a dream coming true and not a bit of regret.

Chapter Forty-Eight

Melissa

Oh. My. God. Tommy’s cock…it’s so huge…and thick… And it’s finally inside me! These thoughts rattle and zoom around my head and down into my pussy as Tommy’s silky cockhead, followed by the rest of his thick girth, penetrates me. Slowly and committedly, he presses past my lips, stretching my pussy walls farther than they have been stretched before.

But I’m not scared or in pain. I’m the exact opposite, happy, and already feeling alive with sensations and pleasure spots I didn’t even know existed. Even with Tommy wearing a condom, the experience is intense and enjoyable.

As he pushes his cockhead and shaft deeper into my slick, quivering hole, I’m savoring all the nuances. All the ways my pussy walls and muscles feel stimulated and petted even more than they were by his fingers. It’s different than the “preparation” those fingers and knuckles gave me — his dick is a lot bigger and much more satisfying.