Chapter 11: Rick
I must look as crazy as I felt; I was frenzied with fucking, insane lust. I watched her embarrassment flood her face, having been caught rubbing her sweet little pussy, as I stroked myself. I wanted to tell her not to be embarrassed, that, that had been the sexiest thing I had even seen, but I couldn’t get the words out. All I could do was take her mouth and own it. I wanted to make her mine permanently, but I had to wait for the right time. It won’t be long, not with the way she made me feel.
I was like a mad man, as I carried her through the house. She was mine. I had already decided that in the salon. I don’t know what the fuck I was waiting for. May be it was the fact that she seemed so sweet; or maybe it was because she was so much younger than me, or maybe because she was the one. I had a feeling it was all three.
I kissed her again, before I tossed her on the bed. I didn’t care that my bed would get wet. It was going to be filthy by the time I was done with her. I needed her and I wasn’t going to let up until we got home. Hell, even then, I would only stop to go to work.
I pulled her shirt up and off. I watched as her large breasts bounced in her adorable, but sexy as fuck bra. Hell, the girl could wear a potato sack and I would get a hard on.
Next, I went for her shorts. I unzipped it in a hurry, so much so that I didn’t notice she didn’t have any panties on, until I pulled them all the way off.
The first words out of my mouth were stupid, but all my blood had gone south, and my eleven inch monster was proof, as it stood proud and drooling.
“Are you trying to kill this old man?”
“No.” She said meekly. I think she thought I was serious. Then it had dawned on me how young and innocent she was, but as far as I was concerned there was no going back.
“Baby, please tell me. I selfishly have to know. Did you save yourself for me?” I don’t know why the fuck it mattered, but the wrong answer could make me crazy.
She only nodded with a deep blush. I looked into her deep green eyes and smiled down on her. I knew she was young, but I didn’t have it in me to wait another two years. Hell, I didn’t have it in me to wait another two minutes. I took her lips again and whispered, “Only us. You are mine and I am yours.”
I readied myself at her entrance and felt her wet heat. My cock was feeling greedy as I stuck only the tip in. Her little, fat pussy lips felt greedy as well because they swallowed up the tip.
“More, please Rick!” As I felt her squeeze the head.
“Samantha please, right now I am ready to plunder your depths until my cock is so deep in you that you beg me to go easy. This is your first time and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Damn it, Rick you talk about me being yours, so make me your woman already.” I didn’t pause as I pushed my cock into her depths, not when I broke the barrier, that showed she was just mine, nor when I heard her cry out in pain. I relished the cry as I tore at her flesh. I didn’t understand the thrill, the joy, manly pride at claiming her. I didn’t stop moving either. I knew it hurt her, but my cock was only half way in; I wanted her to feel all of me. I needed us completely bonded to each other, leaving no space between us. I wanted nothing to ever come between us. I kissed the tears that dripped from her eyes as I took little strokes in and out. Once her walls secreted her pleasure, I pushed all the way in. I thought she would ask me to stop or to try and push me out, (hell pros did that to me all the fucking time) but no she wrapped her legs around me and thrust her hips up calling for more. Every time she cried out, I got closer and closer to spilling my seed in her. I fucked her deeper than I’d ever fucked anyone else. It was like my body and hers were puzzle pieces meant to fit each other, perfectly.
I looked down at her as her red hair fanned out, on the pillow, “You are perfect, babe.”
I continued to rock into her as I watched every expression she had, come to that beautiful face, her breathing was labored as I observed her chest rising and falling in desire. I realized her perfect boobs were still hidden from me, and told her, “Take it off.” She unsnapped her bra for me and my eyes tried to take in my fill of her large globes. In my eagerness to claim what was mine, I hadn’t touch or tasted those round mounds, nor her little pussy. I would have to rectify that.
I played around with her pink nipples that got hard with just a glance. I bent my head over her heart, and growled as I blew air onto her nipple, before I took it into my mouth. With every pull on her nipples she squeezed my cock. I looked at her and knew I needed to mark her as mine. I sucked on her breasts hard, leaving large marks and little bites. I wanted to label them with a marker or even a tattoo that said, ‘Rick was here’ so, everyone knew she belonged to me. I started thrusting harder as I grew worried that she would be taken from me. I could feel her clenching down on my cock. With one last thrust into her little body, she cried out my name and came all on my meat, as I flooded her womb with my seed.