I shivered in his arms, looking at the blood that stained the wall, even after scrubbing it with bleach.
The corpse of the long gone snake was now in the fire pit to be burned as soon as the weather was adequate, and all cloths used to clean up as well. I’d buy him more tomorrow.
He tightened his arms around me and skimmed his lips across the top of my head. “You’re a magnet for trouble.”
“No, you are. This is your house,” I snapped.
He rolled me over until his hips fell between my splayed thighs. “No,” he said, punctuating that statement with a grind of his hips against my sex. “It started when you got here. There was no problem before you came along.”
I glared at him.
“Do you want me to go home?” I asked.
“Does it feel like I want you to go home?” He asked.
I shook with need.
His huge erection started to slowly move back and forth against my pussy.
My eyes were tempted to cross, but I managed not to look like a complete loser.
“It’s not that big,” I teased.
He stopped, dropping his weight until I took it all, pushing the breath out of my lungs with a rush.
I didn’t realize it was possible to laugh without any air in my lungs, but I did.
“You’re such a shit,” I wheezed.
He grinned and started sucking on my neck.
I ceased all laughing, laying my head back and tilting it to the side to allow him easier access.
He chuckled, going up to his elbows but leaving his lower half fully pushing into me.
I skimmed my legs up until my toes were along the waistband of his boxers, then hooked them into the band and skimmed them down his legs.
He chuckled against my neck, making me shiver again, and I gripped the biceps of his arms with a fierceness that betrayed my need for him.
“Oh, God,” I groaned.
He moved down to my t-shirt clad chest and bit the tip of one turgid nipple through the fabric.
My sex clenched down hard, and I pushed downward with my legs involuntarily.
And with that downward movement, so went his underwear.
The long, thick, pulsing column of his cock felt white hot as it pressed into me, causing me to gasp.
He gasped too.
Shifting slightly to pull my shirt up, his dick moved from its lowered position to a new position. A position that had my pulse shooting up to heart attack levels.
The head of his massive cock rested against my entrance, and we both froze.
All he had to do was push in slightly, and my pseudo-virginity would be gone.
I said pseudo because I’d been using a dildo for years. I mean seriously, a girl has needs! So it wasn’t like I haven’t ever had a cock in me…just not a real flesh and blood one.
His eyes looked into mine, and at what he saw, he bent down to slowly take my breast in his mouth. At the same time, he sank his cock into me, one slow inch at a time.
Condoms never even crossed our minds.
Both of us were catholic.
We knew that sex would mean something huge.
I knew he probably wasn’t totally naïve, but he was a virgin just like I was.
Sure, he’d done things. Things that I didn’t want to even think about. But he’d saved this for me. All for me.
His cock had never been inside another woman’s body. And my vagina had never housed anything that wasn’t made of plastic.
With one large pull of his mouth on my nipple, he sank in to the hilt.
His heavy balls rested against my ass, and my channel was pulsating, trying in vain to adjust to the intrusion of his cock.
It wouldn’t happen though. He was big. I mean, really big.
And God, did he feel good.
Like a fucking dream.
He slowly started to push in and out of me, short, searching strokes as he went in and out, gauging my reaction.
When he didn’t get the type of reaction he wanted, he started pushing harder, withdrawing further.
I gasped, and his eyes smiled.
His strokes stayed long and deep, pushing in and out as he switched from one breast to the next. He ran the tip of his tongue along the outside of my areola, and I bit my lip, bucking my hips as he teased me relentlessly.
I raised my hips, legs going high around his hips as he started pumping into me forcefully.
My hands went to his head, fingers tightening around his ears as he started pushing into me harder and harder.
Soon there was no rhythm at all. Only a crazy, fucked up need for release that took not just me, but Nico, over.
He let go of my breast, gasping for breath as he went up on his knees, pulling my legs up and over his shoulders.
Then he leaned back down and I saw stars.
The new angle allowed him to reach even deeper inside of me. A secret place…the one I’d read about in novels.
I was now a believer!
My eyes flew open and my pussy clenched down hard on him, his cock probably being strangled, but I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe.
My back arched, and my head flew back.
I probably looked like he was exorcising a demon from me with how far my back was arched, but I seriously could do nothing else.
I heard him growl loud, the sound filling the room, but I was too busy trying to find my breath.
My orgasm felt divine. There was no way to explain the feeling.
I’d had orgasms before, but having one that was stimulated by nothing else but Nico’s hard cock was in-fucking-sane.
As it pulsed through me, taking me like a wrecking ball through a glass window, I felt hot pulses of Nico’s release starting to fill me.
He grunted with each pulse, and it was long moments later when I finally joined the land of the living.
I was now on top of Nico. My head on his shoulder and hair sprawled all around us.
Our breathing was ragged, and I felt his hardness still filling me up, twitching every so often with the aftermath of his release.