Breaking away, I stand, unbutton and remove my shirt, take down my pants and boxers, tugging them off one leg at a time. Lastly, I remove my socks and I too, am just as naked and open to her.
Kneeling behind her once more, I reach up and tug my tie from around her eyes. I want her to know who is making love to her. I want her to see me. Feel me. Know that I’m the one inside. I don’t want demons surfacing.
I grab the little bottle of lube I stored just on the edge of the blanket and generously apply it to her hole. Pushing one finger inside, she hisses and tenses as I break that burning barrier and then relaxes into me.
“One more finger, Angel. Is that okay?” I ask, worried about pushing too far, too fast.
Her head nods.
“I need you to tell me.”
“Yes, Gage. More. I don’t know what’s going on. I feel funny.”
Shit!
“Are you alright?” Apparently my dick is worried too because he’s half-mast all of a sudden.
She nods again.
“Angel, I’m worried. Talk to me. Do you want to stop? Baby, we can stop. I’m sorry. I want this so badly. I don’t want to scare you, are yo—”
She cuts me off. “Stop that, Gage. I want this. That’s the strange feeling. My entire body is floating on sensory overload. I need to burst; I need to come. Please make me come. Please take away all the pain from my past. Please make love to me, as I’ve never had before. I need this. All of it.” I hear her sniffle. She’s crying now of emotion and not pleasure. I hate when she cries; it makes my chest ache. I want to comfort her.
“Let me hold you.” I offer, crawling from behind her. Her hand reaches back and grabs my thigh.
“No. I need this Gage. I need you inside of me. I need it now. Please. Please… Please…Plea…” She trails off, desperation clinging to every word. If she needs me, I’m going to take the pain away. I’m going to rescue my Angel from her past.
Caressing her back with one hand, I push two fingers into her with my other. She moans so deeply that I can feel it on my fingers that are buried inside. Curving my digits slightly, I press that delicious button and she shakes, and starts to pleasure scream as I firmly message that spongy spot that I love so much.
Knowing that she’s opened up enough, I remove my fingers and stroke my re-hardened dick with lube. Angling myself so I’m at her entrance, I slightly push in.
“Relax and push out.” I coax, holding onto her hip with one hand, my dick with the other.
Lex
It burns! I don’t know if it’s my scar tissue or the fact, it’s been seven years to have anything large inside of me. Brian was never as big as Gage. God he’s huge.
“Almost there.” I hear him say, as I bite my lip to keep from wailing out in pain, not ecstasy. If it wasn’t for lady’s jewelry, she would be sleeping right now. This isn’t pleasure; it hurts.
Gliding into me just a bit further, I feel his balls resting on my taint. I breathe in long and deep to bring myself into a calm state of arousal. Not the one I’m currently swimming in.
“I’m going to pull out.” He says, and I shake my head. He can’t move. Not yet. I need my body to accept him fully as a part of me.
Closing my eyes tight, I focus on that sore part of my body. It’s Gage inside of you Lex, he’s making love to you. His length is deep inside, filling the hole that you’ve never felt pleasure from when having sex. But this isn’t just sex, this is making love to your partner, your equal. The man who loves you—I tell myself and my body begins to calm and relish in the fullness. The burning slowly dissipates and is replaced with a sense of love and completeness.
Pivoting my own hips forward I slide him a fraction of the way out of me and I hear him groan and curse.
Pushing backward again, I take charge, and seat him fully inside of me. A deep warmth consumes my body and my lady becomes painfully hard as my sac tingles.
“How are you doing?” I hear his strained voice ask.
“I’m good.” I admit, honestly.
Slowly I glide him in and out of me, I feel him shaking as I do. His hands on my hips are twitching, as his dick presses that special spot I…. Oh shit… I cry out and he suddenly loses control.
Grabbing my waist, he forcefully yanks me up, my back to his front. Hot lips are pressed to my ear.
“I can’t take it, Angel. God you’re so fucking hot. Let me take control. I’m losing it. I can’t.” He jerks inside of me and I moan. “Yeah that’s it, Angel. Feel me, you’re so damn tight.”
“Okay.” I moan, chewing on my lip, starting to fall back into the magical world of euphoric bliss.