“Honey…”
I was determined to deep throat him again, and I braced myself. I discovered that, if I held my breath, I could get him in even deeper, nearly to the mound. Gagging, I managed to eat him whole and fuck him with my mouth.
“Oh, God…where’d you learn that?”
I suckled the tip noisily, while massaging his balls. He pushed me to the bed and rose over me.
“Open your legs, sweetheart. Let daddy play with his little girl.” He grasped my shorts and underwear, pulling them down.
His words were dirty, yet thrilling. My thighs drifted apart, and the state of my arousal was on full display. I’d never had intercourse before, but I longed to have my stepfather inside of me. I could not think of a more perfect lover. His fingers separated my nether lips, exposing my wet hole.
“What a pretty pussy.”
I waited for the feel of his tongue on me, tense and eager for this new experience, which I knew would be amazing. His finger prodded my clit, and I gasped.
“Are you a virgin?”
“Yes.”
He closed his eyes. “I’m in so much trouble, Go—”
“Shush. Don’t talk. Just suck.”
He laughed at that, yet obliged me by sliding his moist tongue against my slit and driving it up to my clit. I moaned in bliss, as sensation pricked me with erotic little tingles. My tummy quivered, while my hips thrust up wanting more. My fingers dove through his soft hair encouraging him to continue to administer to me in the most intimate way possible.
Stephen settled himself between my thighs and buried his face in my snatch, tickling my sensitive skin with his day old beard. He’d become more aggressive in his assault, by driving his tongue in deeply with massaging strokes. Saliva dripped between my butt cheeks, as he laved and stimulated me to such a degree, I had begun panting.
“Oh-oh-oh-oh…oh…wow…” Almost instantly, he stopped. I stared at him, confused. “What?”
He sat before me, holding his cock, while rubbing it up and down over my wet slit. “Do you like that?”
The rounded head pushed against my clit with each stroke. “Yes.”
“Do you want me to be the first?”
I nodded.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
The tip pressed inward, opening my little hole. I’d never had anything bigger than a tampon inside of me, and I gasped at the intrusion. How would that fit in there? After toying with my entrance, he held himself and rubbed upwards towards my nub of desire, prodding me, over and over. Closing my eyes, I gave in to the feeling this treatment provoked. It was the slow seduction of a patient man, meant to ease a large cock into a virginal pussy. He pressed into me a little further, nearly to the point of pain, and then slid free to prod my clitoris.
“You sure about this?” He sounded hoarse.
“I…yes.”
“We don’t have to…you know, go all the way. There are other things we could do.”
I stared at him, basking in the warmth of his sexy blue eyes. “I’m okay. I’m ready. I hate being a virgin.” He lowered himself, covering me with his body.
Hot breath was on my neck, and his ragged breathing filled my ears. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ll be fine.” I was a little scared, but I hadn’t come all this way to give up. Wrapping my legs around his buttocks, I pushed him into me. “Do it, Stephen. I want you to.”
He groaned. “I’m going to hell for this.”
“No.”
That angry, hard cock was at my entrance, sliding into me, stretching me impossibly. I bit my lower lip as my pussy stung from the intrusion.
“You’re so tight.”
He kissed me, sucking the breath out of my lungs. “Oh!”
“You want me to stop?”
“Keep going.” We’d gone too far now. He was partially inside me, and the sensation was staggering.
“It’s so hot. Baby, you’re…oh, God…”
He thrust, squeezing his ass, and embedded fully. I grimaced and bit into his shoulder. “Ouch.”
“I’ll try to go slow.”
The walls of my vagina throbbed around him. They’d never been invaded like this before. Moments went by without him moving, and I slowly began to adjust to the enormous cock. It twitched within me, eager for more.
“What are you waiting for?”
“You.”
“I’m okay now.”
He rose above me. “You sure?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re so pretty, Emma.”
I melted. “Ah, thanks. You’re hot.” He chuckled at that.
Gently, he began to move, sliding back and forth. It didn’t hurt now, which was a relief. I felt skewered, though, on the long, hard object seeking its pleasure in my love hole. He groaned while thrusting, the strokes increasing in intensity and length.