I scream— I really, truly scream— at the moment his tongue hits my pussy. Sebastian grips me tight, thankfully, or I might have collapsed as the waves of pleasure rush at me. He keeps his eyes on mine as he runs his tongue around and around my pussy lips, then darts it into my pussy, tasting me, exploring me. I thought his hands on me were mind-blowing, but his mouth on me is…I didn’t know I could feel like this. I can’t keep myself upright; I tilt forward and catch myself on my hands, but Sebastian is unrelenting; he continues to suck at me, moving his mouth to my clit. I scream again, unsure if I can bear the sensation of electricity shooting through my body. He slides his fingers around my ass and to my shock, rests them against my asshole, a place no one have ever touched me.
I’m going to come— I can’t help it, I have to. I try to say as much, but I can’t find my voice. Sebastian groans against my pussy, then thrusts his tongue into me; it’s the last straw. I buck my hips against his mouth and nearly howl as the orgasm hits me, rocketing through me, flooding my pussy and his mouth and my mind and oh, oh, god.
The orgasm seems to last forever; I’m not even sure how longer, to be honest, as the first thing I remember after near blackout pleasure is Sebastian sucking lightly on my clit, nursing the last of the orgasm from me, rubbing my ass cheeks. My elbows go week; I fall forward.
He looks down at my panting, sweaty body, satisfied with his work, then turns me over onto my back.
“Didn’t I tell you I’d take good care of you?” he asks, and I nod weakly. He reaches down and touches my pussy again, slipping the tip of his finger into me, like he’s testing me. “You’re so wet, Ashlynn,” he says. Then, tilting his head to the side, he says, “Which is good, since you’ll need to be— you’ll have to be, for me to get my cock into that tiny pussy of yours.”
My eyes widen with one part fear, one part exhilaration. This is happening, this is really happening. I glance down at his monstrous cock, which is now the biggest it’s been, huge and pulsing. Sebastian nudges my thighs apart, then tugs my hips toward him. He lines himself up at my entrance, and I moan at the very prospect of feeling him thrust into me. He rubs my clit with his thumb, then reaches for something lying beside me on the bed— a condom, though I’m not sure when he got it out. Then again, I was more or less unconscious with bliss for a moment there.
He tears the condom wrapper open, then slides it down his cock— I can’t believe it fits. He repositions himself, then leans over my body, taking up the entirety of my field of vision. “Are you nervous, Ashlynn?” he asks.
I nod.
“But you want me in you all the same, don’t you?” he asks.
I nod again.
“Say it,” he says, pushing a little closer to me. The head of his cock presses against my entrance, telling me just how thick he is, just how much he’s going to stretch at my pussy to make it inside.
“I want you in me,” I stammer.
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, please, please,” I say, weak with desire now. He edges closer, and I realize what he’s waiting to hear. I meet his eyes, and though my voice shakes, I still manage the words. “Fuck me, Sebastian.”
He thrusts forward.
10
I tilt my head back and whimper as Sebastian’s cock pushes into my pussy. He doesn’t force himself all into me at once; he knows I can’t handle that, not the first time. Instead he inches into me, each moment more impossible than the one prior. My pussy strains, barely able to contain him, and I moan in pleasure and the sweet ache of being so tested. My back arches, and Sebastian lowers his head to catch my left nipple in his mouth, tonguing it as he continues to ease himself into me, restraint I can’t believe— because, necessary as I know it is, I want him all, now.
My legs lift from the bed; I want him to have more access to me, to go deeper still, and he bites at my nipple playfully, then reaches back to wrap my legs around his thick torso. I lock my ankles together, and Sebastian lifts up a bit. “Look at me, Ashlynn,” he says, voice rough. I force my eyes open and meet his. His teeth are gritted in pleasure, and I wonder if he’s trying not to come— I wonder if he’s trying to hold back as much as I am. “You’ve almost taken all of me.”