Filling up the Virgin(103)

He stared at me from below with his tongue moving at a remarkable pace. He had my body practically jumping off the mattress. He tried to hold me down, but it was like trying to stop a hurricane from blowing through town. I bucked and thrashed under his enthusiasm to get me off. I came with my teeth digging into my tongue. That didn’t prevent anything and the animal sounds coming from my mouth was most likely giving a lot of the patrons in this place something to think about. Hopefully, my performance would convince them all to jump their significant others and join me in a cacophony of sexual sounds echoing down the hallway.

Anthony lifted me to his mouth and inserted his tongue repeatedly with a very agile instrument of sexual torture and desire. He produced the curvature of that dildo. The package of goodies was coming in handy. He turned it to a very high setting and it began to vibrate. He smiled and stuffed the length of it inside me. I came up on my elbows with my mouth wide open and nothing coming out.

“AHHHHHHHHHH.” I howled with delight, as he slid that plastic appendage back and fourth against my convulsing walls. My juices were squirting down the length of it. I’d never felt anything quite like that. I lost my cognitive abilities to say anything at all. The only thing coming out of my mouth was my craving for him. It was all caused by him taking the reins.

I had no idea how long it lasted, but it felt like he was trying to pull me apart piece by piece. My mind was a jumble of images and soon he was lifting my ample legs onto his shoulders. He pressed into the crevice between my legs and soon found how greedy my little pussy was. It pulled him in on a wave of liquid fire that had his mouth parting. He kissed me with a fever pitch, slamming into my body with the bed groaning in response.

“I knew this was going to be something, but I never imagined you would far surpass my expectations. Your pussy is fucking tight and it’s a little surprising considering your size. I’m certainly not complaining, but I wasn’t ready for this.” That was seen in his eyes and the way that his face had flushed from the exertion of my little hole clamping down on him.

“I know you’ll always be by my side, Anthony. Tonight is for lovers and for the type of sex that will always have you coming back for more. Fuck me and don’t treat me like some frail flower that’s going to break. I can take a lot more and I will always be able to measure up to you in one way or another.” He was really pounding the living daylights out of me. My eyes were sliding up into the back of my head and then I was gyrating with such a force that it felt like a bomb going off inside me.

“Oh yeah…ride that orgasm… Jessica.” He was doing his best to contain himself, but the feeling of me going off like that couldn’t have been easy. I was amazed that he was able to hold strong and even managed to turn me over on my hands and knees. In this position, I was essentially giving him a bird’s eye view of my overdeveloped posterior. He plugged me solidly. This position was uniquely made to get that maximum penetration and depth.

“Slap my ass…pull my fucking hair…treat me like a dirty little slut.” The resounding crack jiggled my ass and made me moan into the pillow at my head. He pulled my hair back and the pain of wrenching at the follicles had definite advantages. I was beside myself. Soon my legs and my arms gave out. I was flat on my stomach and he was still power driving over top of me with his two hands touching the pillow on either side of my head.

“I’m on fire for you, Jessica. Cum with me and let us take this journey together…cum with me…ride the fuck… NOWWWWWWW.” He gave one final lunge burying himself and then letting go with the same kind of intensity that I’d felt the other night. He continued to fuck me through his orgasm and I rippled along his length. I pulled out of him every little bit that he could give me. He finally pulled out slowly letting me feel every inch then dropping back onto the bed right beside me.

“That was…repeat after me…fucking amazing, Anthony.” This was a bond that could not be broken and I had the recipe for love. It was right here in front of me.

“I didn’t even tell you that I signed the contract. It was a long and arduous process, but I’m glad it’s finally over. I take off for training camp in a few weeks and I want you to be there. I’ve already lined up a few real estate agents. Together, we will find our little love nest away from those that would consider what we’re doing taboo. After I finish the season, I want to approach your father and my mother.” He could’ve asked me for anything at that moment and I would’ve gladly given him it.