Checking Him Out (A Single Mothers Romance Novel)

I opened my legs the best I could with him on top.

He grabbed my thighs, opened me further, and let his cock touch the rim of my pussy. My swollen lips were eager to have him inside, parting them. I was wet but I worried I wasn’t wet enough. He was big and it might hurt.

“Take me,” I said.

He pressed the head of his cock against my tight hole, my clenched pussy that hadn’t been fucked in a long long time and perhaps had never been fully fucked the way it should be.

I felt him push a little more and I did my best to help him. I moved my hips. He gripped his dick and steadied it, and then I don’t know what happened, but my juices covered his head and he suddenly sank into me.

Too far.

And it hurt so bad.

“Ahh,” I cried out. “You’re too big.”

But as I was saying it, I was also reaching for his ass, trying to pull him deeper inside of me. It hurt so bad but felt so good and I wanted to take him deep.

I wanted to wrap my pussy around his cock and pull it all the way inside.

I wanted him.

Oh God I wanted him so bad.

“Is it okay?” he asked.

“It’s fucking wonderful,” I said.

And I don’t know why but I started to cry. My emotions just started pouring out. All of my anger and self pity and depression all came out in tears running down my face.

“Just fuck me, Mr. Cooper,” I said.

“Kevin,” he reminded me as he pulled out a ways and then plunged himself back inside of me.

I was being skewered just like I’d feared but I wanted more and more of it.

“Yes,” I said.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Mr. Cooper said. “You feel so good.”

He pulled out and sank back in gently again and again. I looked down and saw my boobs rocking as he fucked me good and I wasn’t ashamed.

God I wasn’t ashamed.

My tears were flowing. I was a real woman. Mr. Cooper was loving me and caressing me and fucking me so good.

I was a real woman with real needs and he was fulfilling those needs.

I rolled him over and straddled him. I put his cock to my pussy and it immediately slipped in. It found its home and I sank down onto it.

I couldn’t go all the way down. It was too long and I felt like it was touching something inside of me. It hurt. I tried to lower myself even more and I did just a little but I couldn’t take it all inside.

It hurt too much.

So I just fucked it the best I could. I slid up and down on him, stopping at the same spot each time before rising up.

Through pursed lips he sucked in and exhaled his breath.

My tits bobbed up and down, my real tits. And he grabbed them, massaging them, pinching my nipples, seeing them in the light as he fondled them.