Bad Attitude - A Fake Fiance Romance

I gasped both in my head and in real life at the sight of it.

Liam gently stroked my cheek and then cupped his hand under my chin, tilting my head back, making me look at him. I did, my breath catching again both in my head and in real life. He really was perfect.

He lowered his head, kissed me tenderly on the lips, then gradually opened his mouth with me following suit, and slipped his warm tongue between my lips. As we moved closer together, his hand slowly migrated down to my boob, softly caressing my skin as it went. It was soon joined by its comrade, each of them taking them up one of my breasts, kneading them lovingly, and paying particular attention to my pert, hard nipples.

He kissed his way down my neck and over my chest. Introducing his mouth into the equation, he gently sucked my nipples and kissing the soft, tender flesh around them, making my pussy dripping wet.

As though reading my mind, Liam repurposed one of his hands. Gently cupping my aching pussy and lightly stroking my tender, pink lower lips, he made me moan softly as he used his other hand and mouth to keep working my breasts.

After a while, when I was good and warmed up, he slipped two fingers inside my pussy. I did the same in real life, trying to match the sensation as far as I could, even realizing that his fingers are a good deal bigger than mine.

Working me to the edge of an orgasm, the Liam in my head dropped to his knees between my thighs, running his tongue up the length of my pussy lips — giving my clit gentle little flicks with the tip of his tongue with each pass almost making me scream in pleasure. Doing this a few more times, he put his fingers back inside me and worked my g-spot masterfully as he licked my clit in a hard-circular motion.

Suddenly, right before I came, I imagined Liam getting back onto his feet in front of me and putting his hand on the back of my head, guiding my mouth down to his cock. After a moment’s hesitation, I dropped my entire mouth on his long, thick cock, taking in as much as I could, sucking like my life depended on it.

I could feel him tense and could tell he was getting ready to unload. I was eager to get my first mouthful of cum, so I kept going, sucking him off with every fiber of my being eagerly awaiting his torrent to fill my mouth. It came soon enough, and I instinctively swallowed, taking in every last drop of his sweet cum.

When I had recovered, Liam took me softly by my shoulders and guided me onto my back. I knew what was coming next and spread my legs wide, offering my young virgin pussy to him to do with as he wished.

Putting my legs up, so my knees were hooked over his elbows, holding me firmly in position, Liam once again stroked my pussy, again making me cum super hard. He knew exactly how to touch me.

When I was ready, he eased the warm head of his gorgeous cock against my tender little pussy.

“You’re the only woman for me,” I heard him say in my head, slipping his cock into me as he did. “I wanted you from the first moment I saw you. You’re perfect.”

He didn’t go in too far at first, just pushing in a little past the head and then paused, letting me get used to it before continuing. A few seconds later, he slipped about three-quarters of his huge, throbbing cock into my tight little pussy. It stretched me open and made me feel wonderful.

“Now you’re truly a woman,” he told me when he was inside, starting to slowly thrust in and out of my core.

“Yes,” I said, nodding quickly. “Take me. Make me yours.”

Liam started to pump his huge cock in and out of my virgin pussy, rapidly releasing me from my innocence. The pain, more a pinch really, quickly gave way to an all-consuming pleasure rippling through me in hard, crashing waves.

I held on tightly to his arms, bracing as he fucked me and brought me to hitherto unknown realms of pleasure. I realized soon enough that it was my first orgasm as a woman. If I thought the orgasms with his fingers and tongue were intense, this was even stronger. Probably because he was hitting my clit and my G-spot at the same time with his rapid movements.

I came in real life, nearly banging my head against the wall behind me, actually knocking a pack of printer paper off of one of the shelves. Quickly cleaning up, I replaced my clothes to their proper position. I returned the pack to what I figured was its place and slipped out of the supply closet, looking around the immediate area to see if someone might have heard. The coast was clear, and I hurried back to my desk as stealthily as I could, with my mind still focused on my daydream.