I managed a nod because I was afraid to trust my voice. Eli’s mouth found mine and he kissed me long and hard as he reached for the lube. He shifted on my back, but instead of lube covered fingers pressing into me, it was the head of his cock. I wasn’t worried that he hadn’t prepared me with his fingers because his tongue had loosened me enough that he had no trouble pushing the head of his dick inside me. The burn was fierce, but I pushed back against him anyway and forced my body to relax as more of him slipped inside of me. Eli was lying on my back so I felt his heat seeping into me as his hands caressed my shoulders and sides. His hips flexed against me as he pulled out a little before pushing back in.
“Are you okay?” Eli asked, his voice heavy with worry even as his cock began to work its way into me with more force. He was clearly caught between his body trying to instinctively get what it needed and his fear of hurting me.
“Don’t stop,” I urged as I turned my head in hopes that he would kiss me. “It feels so good,” I said truthfully as the burn began to ease. Eli kissed me and then his hands were searching mine out where they were clutching the pillow. I released the pillow and let him link our fingers together and then listened to the grunts that fell from his lips as he continued to thrust into me in short little punches until he was fully seated. He held there a moment as his lips pressed against my neck and then he began sliding in and out of me in smooth strokes. The ridges of his cock felt amazing against my inner muscles and the building friction soon had me shoving my cock deep into the bedding. It was only the reminder of what I could look forward to if I held off that had me mentally thinking of anything that would keep me from coming. Luckily, Eli’s inexperience proved to be a benefit because he was clearly enjoying the newfound pleasure too much to linger and torture me. He slammed into me hard over and over as his hands released mine and he grabbed my shoulders as if to hold me down. And then one of his hands was in my hair, twisting it around his fist until his fingers were pressed against my scalp. I nearly came when he dragged my head backwards just a little bit and held me like that, the sharp tugging of my hair as he pounded into me causing electricity to dance up my spine.
I moaned over and over as Eli used me and when he began crying out against my shoulder where his mouth was buried, I let out a strangled grunt because he started filling me a second later, his hot cum scalding me. He thrust into me over and over again as the orgasm drove him on and on. The fingers that weren’t fisted in my hair were digging into my shoulder so hard I had no doubt I’d have bruises in the morning, but I loved every second of it. And I loved when Eli kept pushing into me even as his orgasm began to wane. The grip on my hair eased and then Eli was brushing it aside so his lips could reach my skin. Soothing kisses rained down over every part of me he could reach and even though I was still painfully hard and desperate for relief myself, I basked in how cherished his touch made me feel. When he finally pulled free of my body, I immediately missed the fullness.
Eli slid down my back, his hands skimming over my sweat slickened skin. His hands settled on my ass and with my legs still splayed open wide, I knew exactly what he was seeing because I could feel it. His cum leaking from my body. Eli kept massaging me with his fingers and I lifted my head so I could watch him watching me. He was covered in a sheen of sweat and his black hair was slicked back off his wet forehead. His half hard cock was covered with a layer of lube and his own cum. His eyes lifted to mine for a moment before going back to my hole and I knew exactly what he had planned long before he did it.
It should have disgusted me, but it didn’t.
Not even close.
I let out a muffled moan as Eli leaned down to lick over my opening and he briefly dipped inside for a moment before he climbed back up my body and searched out my mouth. I opened without hesitation as he shared himself with me. When we’d consumed every last drop, Eli said, “Turn over.”