Commissioning His Virgin (Club Lush)

“This is my residential loft. I come here mostly to unwind, escape from my boring life. You know, schedules, more schedules, long busy days,” I answered as honestly as I could.

“I could live here, paint all day long. It’s so beautiful. I love it,” she remarked.

Gina was God-sent. Her presence suddenly shone a light on my life. Her presence gave my time meaning. Suddenly I had a purpose, something to look forward to after those long busy days I had become accustomed to.

Deep down in my heart, I made an unconscious decision to keep Gina around me. I had to. She was the only woman I could express myself to wholly without the fear of judgment or hesitation. Not that I cared so much about what other people thought of me, but I craved someone who’d look at me, see me for me. Gina was fast becoming an integral part of me. I must keep her, I must.

“Are you okay?” she asked amidst giggles and blushes.

It was then that I realized I had been staring at her vaguely, without uttering a word, buried deep inside my mind in thought. I scooped her in my arms and slowly headed for the bathroom. Her left hand tightly wrapped around my neck, held firmly by her right hand. Her head fell back on my right arm so that her long hair brushed against my right thigh as I took strides towards the bathroom. She was laughing loudly as a response to my tickles on her belly.

I put Gina down, grabbed her waist, and pulled her against my body. Pushing my lips into hers, I engaged her in a fervid kiss. Gina broke our kiss, but still, the taste of her lips remained, lingering on the tip of my tongue.

“Let’s wash off all this filth,” she remarked in finality.

I let out a soft sigh in agreement as my eyes met Gina’s body. She was as gorgeous as the moment I set my sights on her, her petite body so curvy and hot. I stared at her eyes before shifting my gaze along her chest on her breasts. I wanted to cup them in my hands, squeeze the pleasure out of them. My gaze moved down towards her smooth belly. My heart pulsated in my chest as I drank in the curves of her hips, her unblemished sexy thighs, tan legs, the mound above her treasured jewel.

Her beauty was captivating. Her body had an effect on me that I hadn’t felt before. Her soul kept calling on mine, pleading with me to taste her, to savor her essence, relish in her glory. She was everything I hoped to find in a woman, the woman of my dreams perhaps. For the second time, I found myself gawking, my cock hardened to the thought of Gina’s body, the desire to make love to her burning fiercely within me.

Gina turned her back towards me and slid into the bathroom before turning the shower knob. Allowing jets of water from the showerhead to fall, hitting her paint-covered skin. I watched in admiration as the paint washed off her body before joining her, drowning in lust.

“Damn, you’re so hot!” I said with a grin as I took a step forward. We looked into each other’s eyes, water dripping along our faces.

I leaned in for a kiss. I quickly ran my hands throughout the length of her back, settling my hands on her ass, squeezing her round butt cheeks. She moaned into my mouth, took my fully erect cock in her hand, stroked it for a second before turning around and guiding it into her pussy. I bit my lower lip, marveled at Gina’s confidence. At the same time, the sight of my cock buried deep between Gina’s bent-over body sending shivers across my skin.

I put both my hands on either of her butt cheeks, thrust in and out of her, slowly increasing the pace as she moaned louder and louder. My hands clutched tightly at her butt cheeks. I was now pounding her pussy so fast, so hard, groaning simultaneously with each thrust. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock. I knew she was about to climax. We both groaned in pleasure and came together.

Gina turned around, facing me while the water kept running, mumbled something into my mouth.