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Virgin Bride(90)

By:B. B. Hamel


“Now,” I whisper, reaching down and taking her hair. “Tell me that you want me.”

She watches me for a second and then a slight smile spreads across her face. “I have a better idea,” she says.

And then she reaches up for my belt.

“Instead of telling you,” she says, “I’m going to show you.”

I watch as she unbuckles my belt and tugs down my pants. Her eyes go wide as she pulls down my boxer briefs and takes my long, thick cock in her hand.

“Shit,” she says softly, stroking me.

“Is something wrong?” I ask her, smirking.

“You’re just ...“

“Big,” I say, finishing for her.

She swallows and nods.

“You said you wanted to show me,” I say. “Go ahead and show me, pet. Show me what you want.”

She strokes my cock before slowly running her tongue along my shaft. She takes my tip between her lips and sinks me into her mouth.

I groan as passion floods my core. She’s my submissive pet, on her knees in front of me, sucking my cock of her own free will. She takes me as far as she can, and I love watching her try to get my thick cock between those pretty lips.

She slides up and down, shy at first. I grunt and take her hair, pressing her further down.

“That’s right,” I say, “take my cock in your throat. Don’t hold back, Riley. We both know you’re a dirty fucking girl.”

She pulls back, stroking me, looking up. “Is this what you’ve wanted?” she asks me.

“I’ve been picturing you sucking my cock and swallowing my cum every single day,” I say, and it’s not a lie.

She goes back to work sucking me faster, sliding her hand along my shaft. It feels so fucking good, her soft and warm mouth working my cock. I’ve been wanting this so fucking badly for so long now. It’s even better than I could have imagined.

She started out shy, but she’s warming up as she sucks me faster, deeper. She’s not afraid to take me into her throat, gagging on my cock, but still working me faster.

“Spread your legs,” I say to her. She obeys, stroking me, looking up. “Now take your left hand and put it between your legs.”

She obeys, finding her pussy with her fingers. She closes her eyes as she touches herself.

“Suck my cock while you finger fuck that tight pussy,” I say. She goes back to work, a newfound excitement running between us, electricity threatening to boil the whole room to pieces.

I take both hands and press her head down. She moans as she gags on my cock, fingers deep inside of her own wet cunt. I let her pull back and she goes to work, sucking me faster and faster, lips around my cock. I groan, unable to stop myself.

“Fucking hell, Riley,” I say. “Suck that cock, girl. Let me come down that pretty throat. Prove you fucking want it.”

She moans, working my cock, moving faster. Her hand jerks my shaft as she licks my tip, faster and faster, and I know I’m close. I can feel it building in my balls, ready to explode.

I want it so badly. I press her down again and she keeps moving, sliding back, and I grunt as she moans, her fingers still working between her legs.

“Swallow every drop,” I grunt and she moans in response, sliding lower.

I come hard in her throat. She doesn’t skip a beat, just keeps moving, her naked body gorgeous as she sucks my cock and swallows every drop.

The orgasm explodes through me like a fucking bomb. She keeps going, making sure she sucks me dry. When I’m finished, she pulls back, her face flush, her mouth open.

I don’t hesitate. I grab her and push her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide open. She gasps as I press my fingers deep inside of her and begin to suck her clit.

I’m not leaving her half-finished. I suck and lick her, fingers deep inside of her tight little pussy. Her moans get loud and fast as I eat her, loving her delicious little cunt.

“Oh god, Logan,” she moans. “Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I have no intentions of stopping. I keep sucking, fucking her with my fingers. I go faster, deeper, wanting it so badly. The orgasm I just had is fresh in my mind but I can feel my cock already starting to stir again.

She comes not long after that, her whole body arching and shaking. I keep pumping my fingers, pushing her over the edge, working her through it.

“Oh fuck,” she moans as she slowly comes down. Her eyes flutter open and a happy embarrassed smile rolls across her lips. “That was amazing.”

I collapse onto the cot next to her, arms wrapped around her body. “It was,” I agree.

And I’m not lying. Of all the women I’ve been with, that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.