“It feels so good, Paul,” she said, running her fingers through her pubic hair feeling the sensation they caused.
“Your cream is thick and oozing out, getting you ready to be fucked hard. Your nipples are erect and pulsing red because of me. Your whole body is screaming at me, Rachel. It’s screaming at me to take my cock and fuck that sweet, tight virgin pussy and make you my woman completely. I can still taste you on my tongue, but it’s not enough. I need more. I’m a greedy bastard.” His words echoed around her mind. Nothing he said scared her. She wanted him to fuck her so bad.
“I want you so much. Please fuck me. I promise it’s what I want, and I hate begging, but I’ll beg you if you need me to.” She paused with a finger on her clit. Staring at him she waited for him to shake his head. They’d gotten naked before, and Paul hadn’t crossed that line with her then. Rachel didn’t want to assume this time would be any different.
“Come for me, baby. I want to see you lose control at your own hand. Once you’ve brought yourself over the peak I’ll fuck you and make you mine.”
Rachel fingered her clit bringing herself closer and closer to her peak.
“Look at you. You’re so close and desperate to feel me inside you.” She imagined it was his hand between her thighs. Rachel caressed her clit, shocked to feel another orgasm on the horizon. After climaxing once already she hadn’t expected to come so quickly. She was so close. Gasping, she let him know she was coming, and then she erupted onto her fingers. Rachel screamed into the air, not holding anything back.
The pleasure was multiplied at knowing Paul was watching and what he was going to do after she came. Once she collapsed back onto the bed, Rachel forced her eyes open to look for Paul. He was tearing open a condom and rolling it onto his shaft.
“You’re going to bring yourself to orgasm plenty more times,” he said.
He uncapped the tube of tube, and she watched him smear the clear substance all over his covered cock.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked. “Once I thrust inside you there’s no turning back. I’ll be the one to claim your virginity.”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything. I want you, Paul. It has always been about you.”
He nodded.
****
Watching Rachel come apart with her own hand would stay permanently embedded in his mind. The wonder that crossed her face was addictive to watch. She was better than any porn film he’d watched over the years. Coating his latex-covered cock with the lube, Paul moved between her legs. He grabbed a pillow for under her bum. “It should make it easier for you.”
He watched her swallow and jerk her head in an action that resembled a nod. “Watch me fuck you, Rachel,” he said.
Rachel’s pupils were dilated with arousal. She got turned on by his talking to her about what he wanted to do to her.
Taking hold of his shaft in one hand, he rested his other on her hip in order to steady her. He stared down at where her cunt waited. Paul sensed her gaze on him. He couldn’t look at her. First he needed to claim her innocence before staring at her.
She lay against his pillows, and he’d done everything he could to make her comfortable.
“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever known.” They were not lines he was saying. For Rachel, they were the truth. Paul needed for her to know that.
Rachel stroked his cheek. Still he didn’t look at her. “Thank you for saying those things. Now, fuck me, bad boy.”
He growled at her command. Paul positioned his cock at her entrance, glancing up into her eyes for a split second. In that short bit of time he saw the look of love and trust shining in her hazel depths. She clearly didn’t know what was about to happen. All the women he’d known they had talked about their first time being painful. He’d taken so many precautions, but he was large, and in comparison to his width, her cunt was small.
“Forgive me,” he said. Without any time for her to question him or turn away, Paul tensed and slammed inside her creamy pussy. He made the first thrust hard and deep so he wasn’t prolonging the penetration. Paul felt the barrier of her virginity, but he didn’t give himself time to enjoy the primal satisfaction of being the first man inside her. He stopped inside her when there was no more of him to go in.
He heard her scream, and her body tensed up underneath him. Her nails sank into the flesh of his arms. Paul rested his head in the curve of her neck, feeling her pussy constrict around his cock. She was so damn tight. He knew he was going to hurt her. The lube he’d applied seconds before didn’t seem to help at all.
“I’m so sorry, Rachel.” He lifted his head to see her eyes held unshed tears. “I’m sorry, baby—”
Rachel cut him off with a trembling finger over his lips. “Stop.”
“I hurt you.” He wanted to chop his own dick off for the pain he’d caused.
“You said it was going to hurt, and I knew it was. I’m not stupid, nor am I a virgin anymore. Be the man you’ve warned me about, and fuck me, Paul.” Her voice rose with each word she spoke.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he said.
She stuck her tongue out. “You’re the one being a pussy.”
“But the pain!” Paul could not bear the thought of hurting her. This type of pain he had no control over, unlike when he nibbled on her clit and nipples.
“Paul, fuck me. Make love to me. You feel amazing, so big, and I feel full. Please, I’m begging you, and you’re already inside me. Fuck me, please, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” She repeated the words over and over again. Paul chuckled at her clear obsession for him to fuck her.
Paul did not need any more convincing. Holding onto her hips he pulled back so that only the head of his cock was lodged at her entrance, and then he thrust all the way back in. This time there was no cry of pain, and she didn’t tense up. Her gaze was on him at all times. He possessed her body, taking her virginity and bringing her pleasure.
“Move your hips in time with me.” She started to move her hips, and Paul saw the excitement return to her eyes. Until he’d told her what to do she was simply lying underneath him.
He watched the pleasure flit across her face. Her hands stroked down his back to cup his ass. Rachel was the first woman he liked grabbing his ass. She pulled him into her, and the walls of her pussy fluttered. The condom he wore obstructed some of the feeling but not enough for him to be mournful. He was hoping there would come a time when he could take her without the condom.
That would be some time. First, he wanted to enjoy her. He’d been pining after her for so long that for now, he was going to take his time having her.
She was drawing closer to another orgasm, and it was intoxicating to watch. He felt her gaze deep down into his heart and soul. They fit together perfectly. His cock thrust into her cunt, her cream making it easier for him. The lube had helped his possession of her. Knowing she was creaming made his fucking her easier.
Her hips lifted up to meet each of his thrusts. They were groin to groin. Rachel was taking her pleasure as much as she was receiving it.
She pulled him down to kiss her. Perspiration glistened off of both their bodies. The air was permeated with sex, their combined essence an aphrodisiac.
“You’re so tight, sweetheart, squeezing my cock.” He panted between each plunge. Their breathing was hard and laboured as they fucked harder and faster. Paul felt Rachel on the verge of another climax. Her pussy tightened around him, getting slicker with every hard slam inside her. Paul held off his own release giving her time to climax again.