His cock against my clit. It was an amazing sensation for our most intimate parts to be together, so close, and yet so far away. I continued to rub against him, feeling like my entire body might explode with pleasure before I even slipped him into my pussy and rode that delicious cock.
Moving his dick lower, I placed the tip directly against my opening as I watched him. His eyes were wide and filled with need as I rubbed him against my opening, the tip of his cock getting slick and wet with my juices.
“We'll have to go slow,” I said, nearly breathless. “To let me get used to you, of course. I need a moment to adjust to your size.”
“Of course,” he said. “Go as slow as you need to.”
This was it. We were doing it. My stomach was doing flip-flops, my heart was racing, and my pussy felt like it was engulfed in flames.
I lifted my body and placed the tip of him against my opening, using my hand to help me find exactly the right spot. I couldn't take my eyes off Julian, I needed to look in his eyes as he entered me for the first time. Wanted to see his reaction to his dick slipping inside of me. I wanted to see his face, if for no other reason, than to remind me that this was really happening – that this wasn't another toy and another fantasy. This was for real. That it was his cock inside of me – not a dildo.
Gently, I lowered myself down, taking just the tip between the lips of my pussy, but even that was exquisite. There was a little pain, but nothing too bad yet. Nothing I couldn't handle, and nothing too bad at all. But then, we weren't very deep yet. I knew that I had to expect some pain – maybe even a little blood too – though I'd done my best to prepare myself for this moment with my toys, so I hoped it wouldn't be too bad.
I slid down on his shaft just a little lower, this time gasping as I stretched open further than I'd been stretched before. The feeling was surreal – a mix of pleasure and pain. Julian's hands were on my hips and he kneaded my skin gently, lovingly, as I continued slowly lowering myself onto him, taking him deeper and deeper inside of me.
“You can stop at any time,” he said.
“I don't want to stop,” I gasped, taking even more of him into me.
My eyes shot open wide and I yipped when I moved a little too deep too soon. This was slightly uncomfortable, but not terrible. The fullness was unlike anything I'd imagined, and it was amazing. I needed more, and I needed it fast, but I knew to keep moving slowly.
Julian's jaw was clenched tight, and I knew he was struggling. He thrust upward slightly, plunging himself almost completely inside of me, and I cried out.
“I'm sorry – I didn't mean to – ”
“I know, baby,” I said softly, easing down even further. “It's okay. I'm fine.”
This was it. I was about to take his entire cock inside of me. I closed the distance, felt him buried deep inside of me, and it took me a second to get used to the sensation. I just sat there, a moment, rejoicing in the feeling of having him inside of me. The pain was there, just a bit, but the pleasure was overpowering. Intense. Even better than I'd imagined and fantasized that it would be.
I stared down at Julian, and he placed his hands on my hips, holding me there, savoring my tight pussy around his cock. He twitched and I felt him move inside of me. It was such a strange sensation, but one I enjoyed immensely.
I slowly started rocking my hips, moving gently back and forth on top of him. His hands worked over my body, cupping my breasts, his fingers pinching and teasing my nipples. Feeling him filling me up and moving inside of me sent electrical signals throughout my entire body that caused me to speed up. Soon, Julian's body was moving with mine, in our own little rhythm, as I leaned forward to kiss him.
But he beat me to it, grabbing my head and pulling me down toward him, kissing me long and hard as he moved his body underneath me, fucking me gently – just as he promised he would.
I was still getting used to everything, my movements weren't perfect, but Julian didn't seem to mind. He was kind and patient with me. Everything was at my pace, and while going slow was nice, I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to feel him pounding his hard cock deep into me. I wanted to wanted to hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as he fucked me.
“Please, take over,” I said.
Julian knew what I'd meant right away. He held onto my hips as he moved, rolling over and changing positions so he was on top of me – all while never taking his cock out of me. Now that he was on top, staring down into my eyes, I knew that the real fun could begin.
Julian moved slow, at first, but I begged him, “Faster, please – please, fuck me, Julian. Fuck me hard. Fast. Deep. Just fucking pound me, baby.”
He was concerned, watching my face carefully as he sped up. His brow was furrowed, but on his face as an expression of pure bliss as he thrust inside of me. He slammed his cock as deep as he could go inside into my pussy, drawing a gasp out of me.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I said. “Not at all. It's good, baby. Don't stop. Keep going.”
That was a lie, it actually had hurt a bit. But I wasn't going to say anything that might make him stop since it had mostly felt so good. It felt so fucking amazing to have him deep inside of me, at last.
“Keep going!” I begged, writhing underneath his lean, strong body. “Don't stop! Keep fucking me.”
Taking my hands in his and holding them against the bed, he started to really fuck me – just like I'd always wanted him to. He thrust his hard dick into me again and again, pounding me so hard, the sound of our flesh slapping together filling the room. He took me to new heights, giving me more pleasure than I'd ever experienced before. Far more than I'd actually anticipated all those nights I fucked myself with a vibrator, pretending it was him.
“You're just so tight,” he grunted. “So fucking tight – I've never felt a pussy like yours before, Sabrina. – I don't know if I can last very much longer.”
I wrapped my legs around his body and pulled him tightly against me, wanting him to lose control, wanting him to fill me with his cum. I wanted so badly to feel his hot seed spurting deep inside of me.
“Cum, baby,” I said. “Please, cum inside of me. Shoot that hot fucking load deep in me, Julian.”
“But – ”
“I'm on the pill, I'm not stupid. I want you to fill me up with your hot, sticky cum. I want to feel it dripping out of me, baby.”
I ran a hand through that sandy blonde hair of his, marveling at the beauty of the man. Marveling at the feel of his cock inside of me.
Still, Julian slowed down, which made me pout a little bit. He didn't want to end things so fast – and for that, I was a tiny bit grateful. Okay, more than a tiny bit. Extending the length and intensity of the pleasure wasn't a bad thing.
But then, my entire body started spasming, my pussy clenching around his cock, causing him to shudder against me as he kept fucking me. Sweat rolled down his face and poured down upon me. It dripped from his forehead and splashed down on me, as he tried everything in his power to keep from exploding inside of me too soon. Or at least, sooner than he wanted to. Seeing him so close to the edge, and imagining our orgasms combining together was all it took to send me over the edge.
My body bucked up toward his as I screamed out, dragging my nails down his back as I came. I moaned and groaned, calling out his name as I shuddered with my orgasm. And Julian watched me as I climaxed, a look of desire in his eyes and a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He was enjoying having his hard prick inside of me as I came hard all over it.
“Julian – Oh God, Julian,” I cried out, barely able to form a coherent sentence, much less do anything besides moan.
No amount of masturbating could have prepared me for this. This was a whole new level of pleasure – far beyond anything I'd experienced before. And I loved every goddamned second of it. I wanted more.
That's when Julian's breath grew ragged, his thrusts became more determined, and I could tell he was close to coming. My spasming pussy was literally milking the cum from him. His eyes grew wide and he grunted as he buried himself deep – so deep it hurt – and let out an animalistic groan that sent shivers through my entire body.
His warmth filled me up and caused me to climax again, and this time, we came together, holding onto each other and groaning, barely able to breathe. It was hard to tell where his body began and mine ended as we both were washed away on an intense sea of pleasure brought on by our simultaneous climaxes. Once the pleasure died down, we stayed like that – united as one – for a few seconds while we both regained control of our bodies, breath, and hearts.
Julian's cock slipped out of me and I felt some of that hot, sticky cum leaking out of me as well. He turned over onto his back and stared up that the ceiling. He'd fallen down beside me as he fought to catch his breath. I was shaking, and was on the verge of tears. And once he saw the look on my face, he pulled me close.
“Oh God, Sabrina – I'm so sorry.”
“Sorry?” I asked. “Why are you sorry?”
“I should have tried harder to stop all of this. Look at you – ”
“I'm not crying because I regret it, silly,” I said, looking into his baby blue eyes. “I'm crying because I'm happy. So very happy.”