Club Endless Fantasy

I was beyond ready for him. I was so wet from being teased all day that my panties practically needed to be wrung out when I swapped them for the thong. All of the wonderful things he had done for me flashed through my mind as my body began to give in to the hunger. Ian was the most amazing man I had ever met, and while I never looked at my virginity as a prize to be won or a gift, I wanted to give it to him. He showed me that there was so much more to life than the narrow perceptive I had of it. I was excited to fall in love—to celebrate the holiday season—and all of that was because of him. The hesitation I had the first night he came to my apartment was completely gone. In his arms was the only place that I wanted to be.

“I’m sorry we don’t have a waterbed.” Ian’s lips moved to my ear. “This is the last time that you could be a cherry float…”

“You’re right.” I exhaled sharply and tried to put a serious expression on my face. “Should we stop?”

“No way.” He shook his head and silenced my response with a kiss.

Ian’s lips and hands seemed to be everywhere at once as I pulled at his clothes. He must have liked the lingerie I chose because he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to remove it. I barely noticed I was wearing anything at all. The sheer fabric didn’t cover much, and I felt the heat from his touch even when his hand wasn’t directly on my skin. The hunger in his eyes matched the fire that was burning in mine, and that fire created a sweltering heat in the room. It was nearly freezing outside, but I doubted we would have noticed if we were laying in the middle of the snow—it would have been turned into a puddle in seconds.

“Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?” Ian leaned back as his shirt hit the floor beside the bed.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” I stared into his eyes and nodded.

Ian realized that all of the hesitation had evaporated from my soul. I was ready to be his. The rest of the clothes he was wearing came off as his lips seared to mine. His fingers wrapped around the thong panties that came with the lingerie, and he twisted them in his grasp. I heard threads popping before he yanked them down my thighs. I gave them a kick, and Ian’s hands pushed my thighs apart. He moved into position without breaking the seal that our lips had formed. He rubbed my clit with a finger and then moved it down to my pussy-lips. They were saturated with my lust and ready for him.

“Aren’t you going to finish unwrapping your present?” I smiled as he lifted up, and our lips separated.

“I unwrapped enough.” He guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy, and I immediately gasped.

Ian shifted his weight, and I felt him begin to push his cock inside me. There was an ache, but I was too turned on to care. I expected it to hurt the first time, and I was prepared for that reality—especially when I saw how gifted Ian was below the waist. The head of Ian’s dick disappeared inside my pussy, and after a couple of gentle thrusts, I felt him against my hymen. A couple of hard thrusts took him past it, and I felt the ache turn into a sting. I couldn’t hide the discomfort when the stinging skin was stretched around his girth. He noticed my discomfort immediately and started to massage my clit with his thumb. That replaced all of the aching and stinging with currents of pleasure.

“That feels good.” I squirmed on the bed and moaned.

“I’m going to make you feel really good tonight, Elly.” Ian kept this thumb moving and leaned forward. “Many, many times.”

Ian’s thrusts continued to be methodical and gentle as he pushed his cock deeper into my pussy. My body seemed to adjust to him. There was a temporary ache each time he went a little deeper, but it was stifled by the pleasure that was radiating from my clit. I could see the hunger building in Ian’s eyes. It made me want him even more. He had so much love to give, and I was the one that was lucky enough to find such an amazing man. An accident brought us together, or perhaps it was cosmic happenstance making up for all of the other things that had gone wrong in my life. Maybe it was the same for him. The one thing missing from both of our lives was—us. I couldn’t imagine returning to what I had before I met Ian.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to come.” I put my hand on his. “It—it just feels so good.”

“I don’t want you to fight it.” He pushed my hand away. “No teasing tonight. I want you to come for me as many times as you can—and then I’m going to make you come more than you ever realized was possible.”

My body surged with bliss. Ian’s thrusts were getting a little faster. His cock felt good in my pussy, but his thumb was bringing a lot more pleasure than my body was ready to experience from sex. I gave in to the pressure as it started to build. I didn’t try to hold back or fight what my body craved. If he wanted me to come, he wasn’t going to have to wait very long to have his wish fulfilled. The euphoric release was definitely on the horizon, and I was moving towards the point of no return with more acceleration than ever. A couple of quick thrusts brought me closer—then two more made my body start to shake.

“Oh god—I’m gonna come!” I felt my muscles tighten up, and then a burst of pleasure shot through my veins.

“Damn, that feels amazing.” Ian let out a gasp.

I didn’t know what got him so excited at first—until I felt my pussy start to spasm on his length while the orgasm swept through my body. It was a different feeling and a really good one. I could feel my orgasm deeper than normal, and it was a lot more intense than I expected. My pussy got wetter as I went over the edge, and Ian’s thrusts got faster. There was no ache—no sting—just pure euphoria. The orgasm peaked, and I felt like I was floating in Ian’s arms. The world melted away until all I could feel was skin-on-skin, the heat that simmered between us, and the elation that ripped through my soul. I made the hunger inside me crave more than my own pleasure—I needed Ian to be right there with me.

“I want to feel you come too…” I dug my nails into Ian’s back and pressed my lips to ear. “Please, I really need it.”

“You’re going to have to come for me a few more times first.” Ian lifted up. “I love the way you feel, and once is barely more than a tease.”

“You did say no teasing…” I bit down on my bottom lip and grinned.

Ian’s thrusts had already begun to get faster, but I felt them start to get harder. He was deep as he could go, and every single one of them felt amazing. He built up to a rhythm that made me tremble every time he slammed into me and a new feeling of pleasure built with me. I was so overwhelmed with the sensations I had never felt before that it took me a minute to realize that my g-spot was responsible for the new wave of bliss that was building inside me. Ian’s thumb moved away from my clit, and I got to experience true pleasure for the first time. It was incredible—and it didn’t take long for my body to react.

“I’m gonna come again!” A loud gasp followed my words.

My second orgasm was a lot more powerful than the first one. It was like sinking into the ocean with nothing but Ian to keep me from drowning in my own desires, and it took my breath away. I could feel the excitement building in Ian’s thrusts. His cock began to throb inside me, and when one of those throbs made my g-spot hum, I felt a third orgasm building on top of the second. They peaked simultaneously, and I was no longer sinking in the ocean. I was floating above it—then I was flying—and the only thing I could see was stars.

The peak lasted so long that my body ached in a completely di

fferent way, one that made me crave his release more than I realized was possible. When my eyes finally focused, I saw a different look in Ian’s eyes. It was raw and ferocious. He was getting close, and I could tell he wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer.

“Fuck, you don’t even know how good it feels when you come.” He exhaled sharply.

Another f-bomb, it must feel as good for him as it does for me.