Again I could feel that rising tide, that urgent feeling of need coursing through me as Nate fucks me thoroughly, owning me, making me his. My pussy is tightening its hold on him, my whole body curling in on itself as he fucks me faster, sending my own juices splashing over my ass, over his balls as he drives into me. I want us to come together, but I can’t, the pleasure hurtling towards me like a runaway train, sweeping me off to ecstasy. My whole body spasms, my pussy pulling him in one last time as I give in once more. Nate fucks me through the orgasm, hips slamming faster into me, his pace becoming animalistic and rough, pushing my peak even higher the second time, my cunt clamping down so hard on his cock that Nate couldn’t hold it anymore and he too comes, my name ripping out of his mouth, the pussy rhymically squeezing his shaft, his cock jerking inside of me.
And through it all he keeps thrusting, keeps fucking me so good that I can’t help but cling on, like a passenger on a rollercoaster orgasm that keeps going higher and higher. It feels so right, so perfect that my first time would be with this man, this perfect man, who’s so sexy, so experienced, he could make me feel this way so many times. What a perfect birthday present. Who could have known all this would have come from letting go, from taking a chance?
I relax my hold around Nate, my whole body going from rigid to soft as my orgasm slowly releases its hold on me. My eyes close, my whole body feels warm and fuzzy and light, my body taking in everything this man had to offer. My breathing slowly returns back to normal, my heartbeat slowing down until it’s no longer pounding in my ears. Nate’s still lodged inside of me, still hard as a rock. I tighten my muscles, drawing a groan from his lips. Slowly he pulls out, and I feel a torrent pour out of me, a stream splashing down onto the sheets.
“I’m sorry,” I say with a blush.
“Are you always this wet, or is it just for me?” he says with desire.
“I-I’ve never. I didn’t even know my body could do that,” I tell him honestly. “Not even when I’m by myself.”
I can tell my words are stroking his ego, pleasing him immensely. He pulls me towards him, and I’m so loose and relaxed that it’s like lifting a doll. I rest my head on top of his chest, loving this safe feeling of being in his arms. His cock is already jerking, already ready for more, and I slowly circle my hips against him. Because the night’s far from over, and now that I have a taste for it, I want more.
Nate
The sun is completely up when I wake up, and I’m momentarily disoriented. As someone who’s had a six a.m. regimen since college, I’m caught off guard by how late I slept in. Although it can’t be helped. Leah and I had sex almost four or five times by the time we both fell asleep. My cock’s at half-mast just thinking about it, and my lower half is sticky with how much cum we both made. I roll over, ready to wake her up in the best way I know, but she’s already gone. There’s a soft dent in the pillow, and the smell of her sweet cunt still lingers in the air, but otherwise, not a trace. The sheets feel cold, so she’s left a while already, and I feel a fleeting disappointment.
Don’t get me wrong here. I’m not falling in love or anything like that. But the sex was fantastic, and that doesn’t happen as often as people think. When you really find a woman you’re in sync with, and one as innocent and yet as fucking adventurous as Leah was, well, I don’t think anyone would blame me for wanting another romp in the sack before we head our separate ways. But that’s not how this one went. And in a city of 8 million, it’d be almost impossible to bump into her again.
I get up and stretch. Nine a.m. Knowing Renee, she probably won’t even be awake, so I have some time still before she comes home. I head into the shower, turning it on full blast before I step into it.
“It’s too bad you left, Leah,” I sound out under the noise of the shower.
Just saying her name’s got me hard, and with good reason too. We did everything last night, just like I promised we would. At first she was a shy flower, but man, once I took her once, it was like something changed in Leah. She became open and willing, letting me turn her every which way, stick my dick over in her again and again. I could still feel her impossibly tight pussy, massaging my cock as I pump into her. We went at it so many times that my sheets probably should be thrown out. My hand clenches tight, wishing that it could be going over her soft skin, her generous curves instead of air. My dick throbs, I’m so turned on already.
Who would have thought that I’d find someone gorgeous as her last night? A vision in gold, beautiful, sexy, curves flashing, her nipples tight like hard candy. And I had hit it right on the nose when I pegged her for an innocent and naive woman, because she was a virgin. A real virgin, who had somehow never been taken. I didn’t understand it, but I sure enjoyed it. The way she’d mewl my name, her breasts quivering with every breath she took as I ate her out, finger fucked her, drilled my cock into her soft pussy, bottoming out inside that tight slit. I loved the way she took every last inch of me, all soft moans and sighs, her hands raking over my back, losing all her inhibitions to my monster cock until she came, milking every last drop of cum I had inside my balls, making me lose my mind.