“Positive.” I took her face back into my hands and kissed her softly. My now freed cock sought out her flesh, brushing against her bare thigh.
“It's…big,” she mumbled, and I had to laugh. I wasn’t sure if she actually meant to say it or not, but I couldn’t help but enjoy the sentiment.
“You're great for the ego,” I told her, kissing her again with light, feathery touches of my lips. I grunted as she unexpectedly reached down to touch me. Her fingers grazed lightly over the head and then traveled down my length. I held still for a moment, relishing the warmth of her touch, but I eventually couldn’t help myself and flexed a little into her hand. She pulled her fingers away, slowly running up over my stomach and chest before she gripped my shoulder again. I placed my lips against her cheek and positioned myself between her legs. I ran my hands down the outsides of her thighs, gripping the backs of her knees and bending them up, giving me better access to her warm insides. I could see her pink folds displayed before me, reminding me I had to be gentle—no one had been there before me.
The thought made my cock twitch in anticipation. I dipped my fingers back into her, making sure she was still ready for me.
“I'll be gentle with you,” I swore to her as I ran my thumb across the flesh underneath her eye. “It's still going to hurt…a little. You know that, right?”
She said she did and wasn’t particularly apprehensive about the idea though her muscles were still tense and unyielding. I slowly removed my fingers, dragging them up and over her slit before I grasped my dick in my hand and mentally reminded myself to go slow with her. She clamped down on my legs with her thighs as I ran my cock over her pussy lips, leaving the head slick with her wetness. I centered on her opening and leaned over her, brushing the soft skin of her cheek with my lips before I found her ear.
“Relax, baby,” I said. I sucked on the flesh of her earlobe and then tongued across her jaw before I reached her mouth again. Her lips were trembling, and I pulled back to take a good look at her. “Look at me, Olivia.”
Her chest rose as she took in a deep breath and slowly let it back out again. She met my eyes, hers still wide but not showing any fear. I cupped the side of her face with my hand, braced my weight against my legs, and slowly pushed into her.
Oh Christ…
The heat of her—the tightness, wrapping around me and squeezing down like a fucking warm, soft vise on my cock, sucking me in just as well as any mouth ever could. I strained to keep my eyes open and not just give in to the feeling and slam into her as hard as I could. I focused on her—making sure she wasn’t in pain. I brushed her lips with mine over and over again as I slid forward, finally getting the head of my cock just inside of her and meeting the slightest resistance. The thin, barely there membrane was so slight, I could just barely discern its existence. I only knew it felt different over the head of my cock, and I paused in my movements.
“Still okay?” I asked. I hadn’t realized I was breathing so hard until I tried to speak. She nodded and shifted a little, pushing me up against the barrier again. “God…you are so tight, baby. Are you ready?”
“Yes, please…”
She didn’t have to beg for this. I could hardly stop myself as I tensed my stomach muscles and thrust into her, burying myself to the hilt in her tight, wet, no longer virgin pussy. It was incredible, fantastic, insanely exquisite, completely and totally perfect. From underneath me, I heard Olivia yelp and felt her tense all around me. It was enough to bring me around.
“Oh…shit…fuck.” I moaned and squeezed my eyes shut and tried to think of anything that would stop me from just blasting her with a load of semen instantly. “Did I hurt you?”
“Just a little,” she admitted.
Okay—that wasn’t so bad. I could already feel her relaxing around me, her fingers no longer gripping my skin as tightly as they were before.
“Are you all right now?” I asked.
“I think so.”
I forced myself not to yell, but fuck it all if her lack of a definitive answer wasn’t going to literally send me to an early grave.
“Damnit! Say yes or no, Olivia.” I could hardly breathe, let alone speak coherently. “I am having a hard time controlling myself here. Damn…ugh!”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Forcing my breathing into a slower pace, I moved back slightly before easing forward, feeling her body grasping and pulling me in further. I could hear myself moaning, my lips still close enough to brush hers without effort, but my mind was in a complete daze. Maybe it was the lack of a condom; maybe it was because she was so, so tight, and maybe it was because she was a sweet, young woman giving me her complete and total trust when she obviously had no business doing so. Whatever the reason, I could hardly contain myself. It was so vastly different from any other woman I had ever fucked; I simply didn’t know what to make of it.
Moving as slowly as I could, I pulled back and pushed into her again, feeling the resistance of her body, and little by little, breaking through it. I reached back into her mouth with my tongue, and she groaned against my breath as she gripped my hair and held me to her. Keeping pace with my increasing thrusts, I fucked her mouth with my tongue while my cock explored her warm pussy.
“God, Olivia!” I practically screamed her name. I released her mouth and went back to her throat to mark her skin again, my mind calling out to make her mine. No one else would ever touch her—only me. “So fucking tight…so good…”
I slid nearly out of her, the head of my cock poised just inside of her before slamming back in. She cried out, and her fingers dug deliciously into my scalp as I started really fucking her, rolling my hips as the end of my cock reached the deepest point. She cried out again and again as her muscles tightened around me, massaging my length as I held myself up against her clit. Her whole body shuddered underneath me, and she stopped breathing for a moment.
“Oh yes…Olivia.” I covered her lips with mine again, my words spilling from my mouth and into hers. “Fuck, that feels good...I could feel you coming on my cock…fuck…so fucking tight…”
I could no longer hold back, and I bucked my hips into her nearly uncontrollably. My hands covered her body—over her shoulders, her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she cried and moaned with pleasure. I explored her arms, her legs, and her stomach. I couldn’t get enough of her. Leaning back, I grabbed her knee and pulled her leg up over my shoulder so I could penetrate her deeper. In my peripheral vision, I could see the bright red strap around her ankle, and it was nearly my undoing. Her cries turned into deep, guttural moans as she arched her neck and back. I started growling into her ear—telling her how good she felt, cursing, begging. I could have even told her I loved her. I had no idea. Then I was apologizing because I couldn’t possibly hold out any longer and I was going to come in her.
“You are so tight, Olivia…baby…I can't…soon…ugh…ugh…”
Her pussy tightened around my cock, and I reached around her shoulders to pull her body up against my chest as I slammed into her over and over again. My balls tightened, my legs trie