As though reading my mind, he lay me down on my back, so I was looking at the ceiling. I gasped when he took me by the ankles, more from surprise than anything else, relaxing again as he gently parted my legs. The fresh air tickled my wet pussy, making me smile.
The kisses were light and loving. Starting with my feet, which felt better than I ever thought it could, Cooper worked his way up and over my pussy, forging ahead across my belly and between my breasts. Finally ending up at my mouth, he kissed me passionately after subtly and gently mounting me. The head of his cock pressing up against my little, virgin pussy.
“I-it’s my f-first, t-t-time,” I stammered, overtaken by another shudder of desire.
“I know.”
“You do?”
“Of course,” he said, slipping the head inside, making me shift and gasp.
“How?” I whispered, my mind flooded with pleasure.
“I knew the second I started fingering you. You are really tight, sweetheart. The sort that only comes with virginity.”
Cooper started moving gently, working the head of his cock in my tight little pussy, making me moan with exquisite pleasure.
“Which is why I am going to burst your sweet little cherry. And then, when the pain has subsided, and you can take me fully, I am going to fuck you until you scream.”
Cooper was as good as his word. Working the head of his cock against my clit until I had relaxed enough, he did, indeed, keep going until the head of his cock was right up against my cherry. I had no idea it was possible to be filled up so completely by a man, but I loved every second of it. Even when, after pausing at my cherry and pulling back a bit, he went forward again, busting through my virginity in one smooth, slow thrust, stopping at the other end.
I squeaked. I’m not ashamed to admit it. It wasn’t loud, but it happened. It hurt, but not like I was warned it would. Just a bit of a pinch, like getting blood drawn only not even that bad, and it had more to do with the ginormous size of his cock in my tight little pussy than what it had done to my cherry.
“Breath, sweetheart. Slow, deep breaths.”
I did as he said, slowly getting more relaxed. Soon enough, the pain was gone completely replaced by the most wonderful pleasure as his cock filled me.
“Ready, Sarah?”
“Y-yes.”
Putting my legs up, so my ankles were against his shoulders, Cooper pushed in even further and started to pump, working his beautiful cock deep inside me. It took my brain a minute to catch up with what was happening, but when it did, it was like a lightning strike. My body actually jolted from the sheer force of Cooper pumping his massive cock deep inside, filling me to the brim, grinding against my g-spot, making me want to shout to the heavens. So, I did. I let out loud, ragged screams, wild and animalistic to the point I barely recognized them as coming out of me, continuing as Cooper fucked me into sweet oblivion.
The last thing I remembered was Cooper’s massive load filling me up and warming me from the inside.
I came to a few minutes later. I was surrounded by an enveloping warmth that I at first mistook for heaven. Wouldn’t that be just the way? Accidentally fucked to death on my first go around. It was the splashing that did it. That and the ducky after I opened my eyes to get a better idea of the situation. I was very much alive, and the sweet man who had deflowered me then put me into a warm bath.
“Oh!” I gasped, realizing that he was still in the process of cleaning me. His hand moving gently between my legs.
“You’re awake,” he said matter-of-factory.
“Y-yeah.”
“Good, because it’s time you went to bed. You’ve had a big day.”
Tucking me into bed in such a way that I was tempted to ask for a glass of water and a story, Cooper turned to leave. He might well have too, had I not caught him just in time.
“I was just going around to the other side of the bed,” he explained.
“Oh.”
“Unless you want me to climb over you.”
“Um, no, I think I can do without that, thanks anyway.”
Getting under the covers beside me, Cooper gently pushed me onto my side and took me in a spoon position, gently kissing my cheek as he enveloped me in his warmth. I usually had trouble going to sleep. Not that night. No, that night, safe in Cooper’s arms, after being fucked to the edge and back, I drifted off right away.
Chapter Six
Cooper
She was still there. I had to squeeze her a couple of times, gently, of course, to make absolutely sure. I’d had a few one night stands over the past few years. Just to fulfill a basic human need. Neither of us expecting anything out of the arrangement except for some fun. I had never stayed the night, though. I had also never fucked a virgin. Replaying the events of the night before in the movie theatre of my mind, I had no idea how I knew how to do what I had. I had mostly just done what came naturally, my instincts, in that case, seeming to have been entirely correct.