I thought I was going to scream as his tongue circled my pussy, getting faster and faster each time he moved around it. My hips moved, trying to get his tongue where I wanted it most, but he danced around my clitoris each time, avoiding the contact that would satisfy the craving I felt from my head to my toes. After what seemed like an eternity of torment, I felt his tongue finally press against my labia. He separated the flesh and plunged his tongue into my vaginal cavity, pushing against my hymen several times before he slid his tongue up the rest of my labia. He stopped when he was below my clitoris, lingering there for a moment before he finally let me feel the warmth of his tongue.
“Yes...” I felt like I was going to orgasm on first contact.
The anticipation had turned my clitoris into a hard knot of pleasure, with every nerve focused on the lust building inside of me. He started to circle it with his tongue and I grabbed his head, clutching his hair in my fingers as he moved against it with a ferocity I didn’t even realize was possible. I felt the warmth of his breath as my body started to shake and a thin layer of perspiration covered me. He stayed focused on my clitoris, never moving from it once he started to pleasure it with his hungry tongue. I never imagined it could feel so good. The stories I had heard from my friends didn’t do the moment justice. I felt the pressure building from within and I knew I wasn’t going to last l
ong.
“You’re gonna make me cum...” My breath turned into hurried pants.
The proclamation of my impending orgasm did nothing to slow him down. He kept circling my clitoris as the pressure mounted. It felt like my whole body was centralizing all of my passion into a tight ball that was so close to exploding I shook with a thirst for the moment I knew was coming. He squeezed my thighs and kept moving his tongue against my clitoris while the sensation reached a fever pitch. There was no holding back. It was like a volcanic eruption of fulfilled desire, my body seizing and releasing the wave of pleasure. Everything started to tingle, from the hair follicles on my scalp to the tips of my toes. It roared from within me with waves of satisfaction finally reaching a calmness when my orgasm was complete.
“Fuck...” I muttered with tired lips struggling to create words. “That was amazing.”
“We’re just getting started.” He kissed my stomach and looked up at me. “Now I’m going to fuck you.”
Chapter 9: Abby
The afterglow of my orgasm was sending my body into turmoil. He started to unfasten his belt and I stared at him as I waited to see what was underneath the bulging fabric. If I wasn’t mesmerized by the feeling of pleasure I had experienced, I would have been happy to undress him, but I was barely functional. My eyes even started to glaze over as I felt the soothing sensations of my endorphins releasing. All of that changed in an instant when his pants hit the floor and I saw his cock begin to get even more engorged with his lust. My pussy started to tingle with the anticipation of it even as the fear flooded my veins as I started thinking about it actually going inside of me.
“It’s been a long time since I popped a virgin’s cherry.” He climbed onto the bed with all twelve inches of his massive cock moving towards my pussy like a guided missile.
“Wait...” I muttered as the fear shuttered the desire and my legs started to close.
“Don’t be afraid.” He put a hand on each of my knees. “It’ll only hurt for a little bit. I promise you’ll be begging for it before I’m done.”
“Go slow...” I begged as I let the tension in my legs release.
“I don’t do slow.” He shook his head and spread my knees apart.
When I felt the head of his cock against my pussy, I tensed up with concern. My pussy was so saturated with his saliva, my wetness, and my orgasm that the head started to enter before I could even think about it. I felt my vaginal cavity being stretched for his enormous girth. It hurt, but it was a combination of pressure and pain, each of them struggling to dominate my thoughts as the head of his cock disappeared beneath my labia. I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip. I felt the pressure intensify as my pussy adjusted to his size, but then I felt his fingers brushing against my face.
“Don’t look away.” He whispered. “I want you to see how good you make me feel.”
I opened my eyes and looked into his dark colored ovals. A storm brewed beneath the reflection of my face in them. I looked down when I felt his cock being withdrawn and saw him pull the head to the edge of my labia and insert it again. My pussy spread to accommodate him and I heard a grunt of pleasure escape his lips. He was the first man to thrust himself inside of me. He was the first man to ever push his cock inside my virgin pussy. He was Mr. Mistake, and I was certainly making it—I just didn’t want it to stop. Despite the pressure and the building agony of having him stretch me for the pleasure he craved, I was getting wetter and my body was tingling with the same desire I felt when his tongue first caressed my clitoris.
“You’re so tight...” He moaned. “You feel so good.”
He withdrew his cock from me and pushed it in deeper. I felt him against my hymen. The last symbol of my virginity was his for the taking. He withdrew and plunged his cock against it several times as I gasped from the pressure. He gave it a hard thrust and then his cock shattered the thin webbing of flesh. I felt a sting and then his cock moved past it, stretching the tattered flesh until there was nothing left of my virginity. He held his cock there for a moment to let me adjust. For a man who said he didn’t go slow, he was being a lot gentler than he suggested my first time would be. When my vaginal cavity stretched slightly to accommodate him, he started thrusting against the narrow cavity that remained untouched, pushing the head of his cock further with each insertion.
“Jesus...” I let out a moan. “I think you just hit my g-spot.”
“I never miss it.” He grinned as he started to thrust again.
He picked up the pace slightly as he continued pushing his cock inside of me. The size of his cock and the tightness of my pussy kept my g-spot clamped against his cock every time he pushed past it. Even with the pain of having my pussy penetrated for the first time causing it to spasm with discomfort, the feeling of his cock against my g-spot kept me stimulated. The pleasure made the speed of his thrusts bring more pleasure, and even though he continued to slide deeper with every thrust, I was becoming lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I stared at his hips as the last inch of his cock pushed inside of me and I felt the joining of our bodies when his lower abdomen rested against my thighs.
“There we go...” His pants were a little faster and he started to buck his hips against me.
My pussy was still working to adjust to his girth, but the deep thrusts were slowly becoming heavenly. My body began to quiver as he caused the pressure to build up inside of me again. I had already felt the magic of his tongue, bringing me to a mind-blowing orgasm, but his cock was making that feel like an appetizer. My eyes drifted between the image of his cock and the intense stare he had locked on me. He reached up and squeezed my breasts, holding them for a moment as he slammed his cock into me faster and faster each time, making the thrusts even harder than I ever imagined I could sustain during my first encounter with a man. The pleasure continued to build like a balloon that was soon going to be popped by one of his bliss-coated thrusts across my g-spot.
“It feels so good...” I let out a moan and started running my hands up his muscular ribs, feeling his abdomen muscles tighten each time he drove himself deep inside of me.
“I’m going to make you cum,” he said as his hands moved from my breasts and slid around to my back.
His powerful arms lifted me off the bed. He locked on my right hip and held me in the air with a hand on the back of my neck. His thrusts propelled me forward and I started to descend on his cock. Before I got very far, another hard thrust was meeting my hips. I started to push forward against his thrusts, feeling my body craving the magic of another orgasm. My pussy was so tight that it was hard to do much more than wait for his thrust to enrapture me with pleasure again. After several hard thrusts, he pulled me further up until our bodies were pressed against each other. He continued to thrust and I began to rise and fall on his enormous shaft. His lips pressed against my neck and I could smell the scent of his masculine perspiration which covered his torso and his forehead.
“Are you ready to feel me explode inside of you?” He whispered into my ear and bit down on my earlobe.
“Yes...” I nodded against his lips.