“You’re too tight baby, we’ll practice a lot okay and soon you’ll be able to take me.” That didn’t quite do the job either but it would have to suffice.
I had the need to fuck so all conversation must cease. Pulling back, I lifted her legs over my arms and opened her up wider.
Keeping my eyes peeled to where my cock had her stretched, I started deep stroking her with the eight inches I had inside her.
The shit looked obscene, like she was going to tear any minute, but a look at her face didn’t show any pain.
She did some kind of squeeze and release around my cock on an inward stroke and I had to fight not to pound my whole length into her.
Holding the last five inches safely in my hand, I used the other eight to fuck into her as hard and deep as I could.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream two seconds before I felt hot liquid heat cover my dick and run down my balls.
She thrashed around beneath me, digging her nails into me as she moved her hips wildly. “That’s it baby, fuck me back.”
“Lawton?”
“I know baby, I’ve got you.” Her voice sounded scared, like she thought she was going to die or some fuck.
I fucked her through the first orgasm, trying to be as gentle as possible, while she squeezed my cock and sucked me in, but I was nowhere near the finish line.
I let her come down a little, before dragging her back up and over with harder pounding thrusts that shook the bed into the wall.
Her legs wrapped around me and her lips found mine with ravenous hunger. “Fuck.” I pulled back and tasted the blood on my lip with the tip of my tongue; she fucking bit me.
I think the grin I gave her put some more fear in her. “I like that princess.” I gave her my mouth to maul again as I upped the pace.
Any woman that would draw blood while getting fucked couldn’t be that fucking delicate. And aren’t I the luckiest fuck ever to have her under me and only me.
“You’re mine, say it.” Poor thing, her eyes had rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open as she fought for her next breath.
She was in no position to say shit, but I needed to hear the words. “Say it, say ‘I’m yours Lawton, yours and only yours. Say it or I’ll stop.”
I gave her one last hard thrust and held still, still remembering to keep part of my dick out of her. Her reaction left me stunned.
Her head went all the way back, her body bowed in the middle, and she lifted me, as her fingers dug into me, trying to pull me in deeper.
Her mouth was open in a silent scream that rend the air as it was ripped from her lungs. I couldn’t move if my life depended on it.
My heart squeezed in my chest and I knew in that moment that I was a fucking goner. Who the fuck reacts like that? I’m thinking that only a woman who was really into the fucker that was taking her could really have that experience.
Her eyes finally cleared and she looked up at me as I took us back down to the mattress, still connected, my cock spitting inside her, ready to detonate.
“Say it.” I commanded her as I held her face between my hands.
“I’m yours, only yours, always.” Wrapping my arms tightly around her, I drew her in. “And I’m yours, never doubt it.”
“I want you to scream for me again before I cum.” Which was going to be any minute now. I pressed my thumb against her clit with one hand, took a tit in my mouth and thumbed her ass hole with my other hand, while stroking her with deep even thrusts.
It wasn’t long before she was making that sexy as fuck sound that I hope to hear everyday for the rest of my life, and cumming on my dick.
I slammed into her cervix then and felt my cock spew into her. I must’ve dropped a gallon of my greedy little guys into her womb before easing out of her deepest end and just resting my cock inside her hot, sucking cunt.
I meant to offer her praise of some kind because if I know my wife, she’d lecture my ass if I didn’t, but she was asleep or knocked out or some shit.
Her pussy had also tightened up around my cock and it wasn’t that easy getting out of her. I checked her breathing and stole a kiss before slipping out of bed.
I went to the bathroom and ran a bath in the old claw foot tub before going back to get her. Back in the room I came up short at the sight of her lying there, well and truly fucked.
She was so fucking beautiful it hurt to look at her. I walked over and stood looking down at her. How did this happen, how had I earned her? What had I ever done to deserve such beauty?
She thinks I didn’t notice her; that I hadn’t seen her in the short time she’d been with me, but nothing could be farther from the truth.
I’d seen her alright, too much. I’d looked and wanted and fought that want. Now here we were and there was no going back, for either of us.