My womb, oh, God, my womb’s getting ready for him.
I grip onto his shoulders, able to dig my fingernails in a little now that he’s naked. I stare into his eyes, and then at the swollen mass of his muscular shoulders, my hands looking so frail and weak compared to the power of my beast.
He pushes in an inch, and I gasp, I gasp like lightning is moving through me.
“Oh—oh—”
“Fuck, you’re a tight horny thing, aren’t you?”
“Mm-mmm,” I’m able to moan, just about.
He pushes in another inch, my hole yelling that we can’t take this.
He’s too big.
“Fuck,” he snaps. “I have to—I just fucking have to …”
Suddenly, he arches his back and drives right into me.
My pussy roars out in a moment of sweet agony as he roughly takes my virginity, but then, a moment later, my hole starts to flutter, even more, expanding around his bursting length.
The pain disappears.
Something magical takes its place.
I let out a wavering moan of disbelief as he holds himself inside of me, buried to the hilt.
His lips are twisted and his eyes are completely focused on me.
Nothing else exists for him.
“You—feel—perfect,” he snarls.
“It’s good,” I whimper. “It doesn’t hurt. Oh, God, it—Ah, ah.”
He slides out of me and then slams in, smashing his pubic bone against mine.
His length takes up all the space inside of me, a big swollen sword of fiery pleasure.
He rears up and starts to pound in and out of me.
I clutch more firmly onto his shoulders, as though I’ll slip away and out of the magic of this moment if I don’t.
Over and over, he slams into me, making growling noises.
I moan along with him, our noises of euphoria rising above the noise of our flesh coming together, the searing contact causing my womb to get all tingly and needy inside of me.
The end of his cock especially feels like it’s hitting something, some sweet spot I’ve never felt before, that I never even knew existed. Over and over, his cock drives up and touches that spot, making the pleasure swell and grow more and more with each contact.
I start to move in time with him, tilting my hips just a little, hoping I’m not making a fool of myself.
“Oh, fuck,” Jett snarls. “Keep moving like that. You’re a quick learner, aren’t you baby?”
“So are you,” I gasp.
He smirks, pausing for a moment, and then draws his cock out of me so slowly I feel every single twitching movement.
He keeps his eyes on me as though he’s playing me like an instrument.
I whimper and writhe as my pussy tries to clutch onto his cock, as I try to keep him inside of me.
Then he stops until the tip of his helm is kissing my hole, staring at me, into my eyes.
“I need to fuck you hard now,” he growls.
“That wasn’t hard?” I whimper.
“Oh, you naïve silly girl,” he snarls. “Can you take it hard? Can you take everything I have to give you?”
I don’t know.
“Yes,” I moan because I don’t want this to stop.
Ever.
“Good girl,” he breathes.
Suddenly, he thunders into me.
My pussy screams and my womb rejoices as the end of his cock hammers into that spot inside of me.
The whole bed leaps around – the room seeming to shake – as he hammers into me again and again.
He’s fucking me like he’s waited his whole life to feel the pleasure coursing between us.
I do my best to keep up, bouncing along with him, but then all I’m capable of doing is moving around like a rag doll on the end of his massive cock.
My pussy tingles and more fireworks light up inside of me, his cock becoming the only thing I’m aware of, the only thing that exists.
Pressure starts to build and it’s all I know, that expanding tingling red-hot rightness.
“Grab—your—tits,” he growls through the fray.
I miss them at first, we’re moving so fast. But then I grab them and sink my hands into them, my nipples pulsing with ecstasy against my palms.
He grits his teeth as he stares at my breasts, his teeth gritted and spit flying from between his teeth to smooth across my skin and make it glisten for him.
“Come,” he snaps. “Come. Come. Fucking come.”
He pounds into me harder with each command, something I thought impossible.
The bed is smashing against the wall now, a bang-bang-bang that makes it sound like the whole house is going to come falling down.
Suddenly, all the pressure in my pussy releases and wetness floods through my belly and into that sweet spot. The sweet spot pulses and shimmers, and then my pussy’s fluttering around his cock, pulsing in time with that spot of pleasure.
I gasp and close my eyes, seeing red, nothing but red.
“Look at me when I finish inside you, baby,” he groans.
I snap my eyes open as sharply as his voice, taking in his face, made blurry with my tears of pleasure.