Prodigal Son(49)

“Turn over,” I said, my cock getting even harder as I heard the tone of command in my voice.

Krystal looked surprised, but she smiled — this wicked little half smile, and rolled over. “See anything you like?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at me.

I was afraid I was gonna cum right that second. She was clearly dripping wet and ready for my hard cock, but I wasn’t quite finished playing with her yet. The sound of her begging me to fuck her was one of the sweetest things I’d ever heard.

I put my hands on her shoulders and ran my fingers down her sides, lingering over her tattoo, and coming to rest on her perfect ass. Her skin was smooth and warm, and I bent down and bit her — very gently — right on one of her cheeks. Her skin reddened slightly, and I wondered what it would look like if I spanked her. Would that briefly leave a mark as well? Maybe I’d find out later. I sat up and straddled her from behind, my hard cock resting just between her cheeks.

Pressing my cock against her, I leaned forward slightly, using my weight to push myself a little further. I had no idea how Krystal liked it — what her favorite positions were — but I wasn’t sure that I could wait any longer to find out.

“Get up,” I said, as I climbed off the bed and rummaged through the dresser drawer to find a condom.

“How do you want me?” Krystal asked, clearly excited.

I walked back over to her, rolled a condom on and kissed her, reaching up to squeeze her nipples and make her moan. “Bend over,” I said, pointing to the bed. I stood back while she spread her feet apart, bent down, and rested on her elbows. She tossed her hair back and met my gaze.

“Will you fuck me, Luke? Will you make me cum?”

I looked at her — dark, tangled hair, mouth slightly open, and her pussy glistening from her arousal – and I couldn’t stand it another second. I took two steps and positioned the head of my cock just at her opening. I bent forward and could just reach the tips of her nipples. I brushed them lightly, flicking them before I put my hands on her hips and slowly eased the huge head of my cock inside her.

She was so hot and so slippery wet that it took all the restraint I had not to just force myself inside all at once. I knew I was bigger than most guys, though, and I didn’t want to hurt her.

Krystal looked back at me. “Luke, I want to feel you all the way inside me. I want all of you.”

That was all it took.

My hands on her hips, I plunged deep inside. I felt her stretch and heard her gasp with pleasure. She pressed her hips back against me, and I ground my hips forward, burying myself as deep as I could. Even though she was tight around my cock, she could take all of me. The sight of Krystal’s tattoo and her full, sexy ass was almost more than I could stand. We found a rhythm in no time, and I watched as Krystal put her hand between her legs to touch herself while I fucked her.

She started to breathe quicker, and I hoped she was close to an orgasm, because I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. She made a sound — almost like a whimper. “Luke? You’re gonna make me cum,” she cried out. “I’m gonna cum on your cock.”

“Do it. Do it now. I want to feel you come.”

She threw her head back, and I grabbed her hair with one hand while I forced myself inside her pussy over and over.

I knew the second her orgasm started. She called out my name as her muscles clenched my cock. I lost all control and it felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. I let her pussy milk my cock, and as my explosive orgasm finished, I could feel her shaking from her own release.

“Oh, my God, Krystal,” I said, as I put my hands on the bed, to either side of her hips. I stayed inside her, not wanting to lose the warmth and the memory of my climax just seconds before.

She stayed bent over the side of the bed and laughed — a deep, throaty, sexy sound that made her pussy tighten over my softening cock. I reluctantly slid myself out of her.

“You okay?” I asked, unaccustomed to a woman laughing after sex.

“Are you kidding?” she asked as she stood up slowly. “I’m fantastic. That was amazing, Luke.”

Relieved, I leaned forward and kissed her lightly. “I’ll be right back.”

She laughed again. “I’m counting on it.

I went into the bathroom and disposed of the condom, and when I caught a look of myself in the mirror, I realized that I had a ridiculously huge grin on my face. I hadn’t looked or felt that happy since my parents had passed away, and I realized that Krystal might be exactly what I needed.

Walking back into the bedroom, I saw a spectacular sight. Though I hadn’t realized it, the sun had started to set while we were in bed, and the last rays of the sun threw a rosy glow into the room, highlighting the perfect skin of the gorgeous — and very naked — woman in my bed. Krystal lay stretched across the bed with her champagne flute in hand. She looked like a picture, or an advertisement for — oh, I don’t know — something really sexy and amazing.