Captivated

I stopped with my cock buried halfway inside her and let the new feelings wash over me while giving her time to adjust. I could feel the strain in the tight muscles of her tummy as she braced herself for who knows what. She might be right to do that shit, though, because I don’t think my cock has ever been this damn out of control.

It was hard as fuck getting inside her; her pussy was that tight. For a minute there, I thought I might have to give up trying; she was already starting to tear up; I don’t do tears. But the thought of stopping now when we were so close didn’t sit well with me either, so I set about calming her down and taking her mind off the sledgehammer that was lodged just inside her snatch.

It wasn’t easy, but a few soft kisses and murmurs of encouragement and my finger pressed between us on her clit did the trick. I felt the first trickle of pussy juice leak from her cunt since the one she’d produced for my mouth had long dried up with fear and breathed a sigh of relief.

It took me damn near half an hour to work eight of my thirteen inches inside her, but once I did, I felt like I’d just closed my biggest deal or some fuck. I ain’t never in my life been that damn happy to get inside a pussy. I felt like crying myself.

I worked her with my fingers on her clit as I sawed my cock in and out, going deeper with each stroke until I saw my shit in her belly and almost gave myself a heart attack. Now mind you, I haven’t fucked anything this young since I was a teen myself, preferring as I did a more mature woman in my bed. So for a second, I thought I’d hurt her beyond repair.

But a look in her eyes showed that she wasn’t unduly stressed, no more than was expected for a virgin being skewered by a thirteen-inch dick anyway, so I carried on. I found that kissing her took her mind off of everything else, so I spent a lot of time on her lips.

I wanted everything at once with her; I wanted to taste her nipples while I fucked, but her short ass put a crick in my neck when I tried. That didn’t stop me, though, because I noticed how her pussy reacted to my attention. How it tightened even more and juiced all over my cock when I sucked down hard on one of them.

So I damn near broke my neck to give her pleasure and was rewarded by the sweet warmth of her nectar as it washed my cock down to my balls. I got so lost in her; I didn’t even realize when I had my whole cock in her until my balls slapped against her ass.

“You’re taking all of me, babe!” Thank fuck. But now that I was balls deep inside her with nowhere else to go, I couldn’t move as I’d like, her pussy was too tight for that. Even when I spread her legs wide, opening her up, it was still a tight fit.

In the end, that too was to my benefit. Because I had to take my time to make sure I didn’t hurt her unnecessarily, I was able to feel all of her. The silk walls of her cunt as they undulated around my throbbing cock, the way her pussy pulsed like a heartbeat each time I fucked in, and out of her, it all went to my head and pulled her deeper into my heart.

As someone who never left his heart open when it came to fucking, it was a new experience for me, like we were both sharing a lot of firsts together. I looked at her beneath me, really looked at her, and saw more than just a temporary bedmate. I saw forever in her eyes.

It shook me to the damn core, and at that moment, I knew that there would be no one else after her. The shit was mind-blowing. I’ve heard of shit like this happening to weak ass men and had thought myself above it; nope. Her pussy owned me from the word go.

* * *

That was our first time together. I find it hard to believe that it was just a week ago, because of the way things had progressed so quickly between us. Now my only worry is getting her out of my enemy’s house.

I’d told her sometime during the last week about my past with her brother in law and why I hated his guts, full disclosure. She hadn’t had much to say, but I got a weird feeling from her then and every time after when I made mention of his name.