Cave Man Need Wife (The First Mountain Man)

I draw her to me, and my cock is hard as she climbs on top of me, straddling me in a way I dreamt about.

My leg hurts, but her touch makes the pain fade away.

“Tell me to stop if your leg–”

“I’m not telling you to stop, ever.”

She laughs, his warm breath against my ear, and I squeeze her curvy ass. “I’m a virgin,” she tells me.

I groan. “Fuck, Rosie, you teasing me?”

She licks her lips. “What, is that like, hot or something?” Her eyes tell me she knows just how sexy that confession is.

I chuckle. “God, you are an angel.”

“When you kiss me,” she whispers in my ear. “I feel so hot inside. What will it feel like when you touch me?”

“Let’s find out,” I say, rolling her to her back. On my side, I watch as she eases off her tee shirt, her bikini bottoms hiding her virgin hole, her top hiding her full, round tits. “Good, I want your ass to be mine.”

She shimmies off the top and bottoms, lying in the jungle, in my little hut, naked and willing. Ready for me to touch her sweetness, taste her, have my way with her.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I tell her, taking her in, the strip of hair over her mound, her round breasts and hard nipples. My cock rages at the sight of so much beauty.

“Let me help you,” she says, untying my loincloth. She gasps as she does, seeing my cock in all its glory. Ten inches, easy. Thick and hard, and I know when I fill up her cunt she is going to be screaming my name, pleasure dripping from her sweet pussy.

“I’m so fucking hard for you.”

“I see that,” she says with a smile, licking her lips.

“But I want to taste you. I’ve been eating meat for six years. Not a single sweet. I want to lick you up and down. Don’t you think it’s time I had my dessert?”

She moans as she lies down, opening her knees for me, and I run my hand over her body, her thighs and tummy, her tits. Her pussy is wet, juicy, ripe. And I run my tongue over her, spreading her lips open wide to really enjoy the offering.

“You taste like honey,” I tell her, my fingers teasing her up and down, circling her clit with my tongue as I begin to make her sweet little pussy drip some more.

She is eager, and horny, and she may be a virgin, but she has a cunt that’s ready for a me.

“I’ve never… you’re the only… so good… ” She loses her train of thought as I add a second finger, opening her pussy even more, knowing she needs this if I’m going to take her with my length later.

And I sure as hell am planning on it.

7

Rosalie

As Rock touches me, I know he’s changing me from the inside out.

I wanted to tell him that my father is the man he saved, but it felt like sharing that was admitting that being here might be more than a random act – that it might be fate.

I decide to give in to what we are both craving, to see how it feels to be with him, before confessing our connection.

And I’m glad I chose to go this route, because as Rock touches me, making my pussy drip and my core tighten, I feel like a weight has been lifted. I feel safer with him, now that he is being intimate with me. As he caresses my body, kisses my breasts, my mouth, my earlobes, he is opening me up in a way I’ve never been opened before. In a way I’ve been waiting for my entire life.

“Oh, Rock,” I whimper. “That feels… so… good.”

He adds another finger and I’m near bursting. I find myself riding against his hand, my pussy craving the depth of his touch. My body is on fire, and then I’m panting, his name on my lips and my body shaking as I come, the walls of my pussy shuddering as he keeps moving against me, fingering me as he makes me his.

The orgasm is wild, an intense ride I’ve never experienced before.

“Oh God,” I moan as he stills his hand at my pussy, his fingers still inside me, and I wrap my arms around him, needing him closer. I kiss him with more than interest – I kiss him with passion and a fire within me that won’t go out.

“I know you have an injury, but do you think… can we…” I bite my bottom lip, wanting him to say that yes, we can go all the way because that is all I want right now. Now that he has turned me on, I can’t go back to before.

“You asking if I want to fuck your pretty little cunt?” he asks, his words filthy and intoxicating.