Ryan climbed back on to the bed, and the only protection I had between my virgin pussy and a monster cock was a short skirt. Most would say that wasn't enough to mount a successful defense, and they'd be right.
The man I was supposed to be investigating tugged my last remaining scrap of clothing off and threw it a good distance across the room in disdain. I could feel the heat of his body between my knees as he slowly moved forward, his hard dick towering ominously over my innocence.
"Will you be gentle?" I asked.
"No. I'm going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked."
His body inched forward, pushing my legs even wider, until he grasped his hard shaft halfway down and aimed his length at my entrance. It was almost absurd to see that thickness right next to my virgin pussy, to know that he intended to try to get something that big inside me, but it was happening anyway.
When the tip touched my sex, I gasped. I was probably still sensitive so soon after my climax, but his cock felt hot to the touch as he brushed it up and down along the length of my slit.
His pre-cum mixed with my natural lubricants until it was sliding easy, and that throbbing manhood felt a lot better. It reminded me of the wordless promise it had made when I first set eyes on it.
"Mmmm," he groaned as he aligned himself with my tight opening and put some pressure on.
I hissed in through my teeth and reached out to push against his hips and make sure he was gentler than he said he was going to be. Ryan didn't knock my hands off, but he kept on increasing the pressure until my pussy was a tight ring of fire around the head of his cock.
My brow knitted and I pushed against his hips harder. "Ow! Ryan, it hurts … I can't … "
"Yes you can, you were built to fuck hard, Sarina."
More pressure, more fractions of an inch of hard dick slid into me, until I had to take one hand off Ryan's hip to bite the back of my wrist and cry out against it. How? How did other girls do this?
"Ow! Owowow! Please … uhn!"
The head of his cock slipped inside me and my taut entrance hugged his shaft just below that bumpy ridge. My hymen was strained to the verge of breaking. This was really happening. I was losing my virginity to my huge-cocked suspect.
Now Ryan moved my hand away from his hip, interlaced his fingers with mine and pushed my arms back above his head as he leaned forward. He was careful not to push his cock any deeper inside me, perhaps wanting to savor the moment he became my first lover.
I squirmed a little, waiting for the inevitable, but Ryan waited until I was still. His face was hovering right above mine, his eyes staring right into my soul.
"You love that cock, don't you? You like being stretched out like that?"
Despite the discomfort, he was right. The pleasure he'd already given me was still echoing around under the noise of the pain, ready to make a triumphant return. All I had to do was let Ryan do anything he wanted, and I could have it all again.
"Yes … "
Never breaking eye contact, he shifted his weight upwards, then jerked his hips, pushing his cock through my virginity in one quick motion. I yelped and squirmed, but Ryan held my arms still and moved with me for a moment before slowly advancing.
The fire of his thick penetration moved deeper inside me as his cock explored me, the snug walls of my vagina being touched for the first time. Still, I couldn't bring myself to blink, my eyes were locked with his, connected.
My world revolved around his hard rod, and just when I thought it must have no end, he stopped. I panted in relief as he pulled back an inch or two, and then my eyes widened and rolled back as he went forward again, deeper than before.
It was only by the grace of how wet he had made me that he could move that huge dick at all in the vice-like grip of my pussy, and his girth was pushing that natural lubrication to its limit. Hung like that, he could always turn to porn if the drug dealing didn't work out for him.
When I finally felt his balls come to rest on my ass, I almost squealed in triumph. It was my first time, and I took him. There was a crazy kind of pride in that.
Ryan didn't give me the time to revel in my victory though. After grinding against me, stuffing all the cock he possibly could into me so that the tip brushed my cervix, he pulled out almost all the way … and then he started giving me what he said I deserved.
While his balls had come to a gentle rest on my ass on the first stroke, now they slapped against it on all the subsequent ones. My breasts shook with the impacts and, when Ryan let go of my hands to grab on to my shoulders and stop me from being fucked off the far edge of the bed, I held them to stop them from wobbling like I was running without a sports bra.
"You feel so fucking good, Sarina, such a tight little … " Ryan trailed off to incoherent, but undeniably filthy, muttering, looking down at me as he sawed that glorious cock in and out of my inexperienced pussy.
I pulled Ryan close, pressing my breasts against him so I could free my hands. Holding him tight with one arm around his neck, I let the other roam all over the sculpted body.
He was working like a fine-tuned machine made with the sole purpose of jack-hammering a hard cock into me. With no clothes in the way, I felt those abs, those hard biceps, that ass. Everywhere was a new and exciting playground.
His muscles flexed and relaxed under my fingertips, and I basked in the unrestrained lust. The concentrated fire between my legs spread its energy throughout my body, making it easier to handle, and I felt myself less on edge.
My jaw muscles unclenched and I moaned and screamed my pleasure, as if making him aware of just how good it felt to have him fucking me would make him fuck me harder. I threw my legs around him and held on for dear life as he did exactly that.
Our bodies met over and over, slapping together to the beat of the oldest music made by mankind. I was wrapped so tightly around him that I could feel every bump and vein of his thick cock as he drove it in and out of me. I could sense another orgasm building, hot on the heels of the first one ever given to me by another person.
Just when I thought my pleasure was going to overflow in another climax, Ryan paused. I growled my frustration and even grabbed at his ass, trying to thrust him in and out of me for a moment.
He reached under my knees and pulled them over his shoulders again before leaning forward, bending me almost in half, and fucking me at the same frantic pace as before. Every stroke of his cock drove just that little bit deeper inside me in this position, and he used his full length to drive me straight back to the edge of my climax.
My feet wobbled crazily above us. like the leaves of small trees being shaken by a grizzly bear, and then the world started getting a little cloudy around the edges of my vision. I wasn't sure if my squeals of delight were getting quieter or the booming of my heart was just getting louder, but either way, I felt the dams burst and pleasure overwhelmed me again.
Ryan felt my pussy clamp down on his cock even harder, felt my muscles shaking with the effort of dealing with the ecstasy he'd given me, and found a higher gear to shift to, making sure this orgasm was one for the record books. Electric bliss alternately curled and stretched out my toes and nowhere was quivering as much as my thighs.
As the pleasure peaked and slowly began to diminish, Ryan let my legs fall to his sides. He leaned forward again, directly over me. His hands slipped under my arms, and he grabbed twin fistfuls of my hair on either side of my head.
"Mmmm, yes," I thought I heard myself pant.
"Look at me. Look at me." He panted.
I tried to focus on him, regain that eye-lock we'd had earlier, but I was too distracted. My eyes were open, at least, and that seemed to be good enough for Ryan, because he let out a deep wordless growl and forced his cock as deep into me as he could.
The tip of his hard length was pressed against my cervix when I felt the first powerful jet of sperm unleashed inside me. Ryan's groans of satisfaction mixed with my own as he pulled out, then slammed his cock all the way inside me again for the next spurt.
The feel of all that cum so deep in my pussy, hot and so fucking wrong, seemed to prolong the trailing edge of my orgasm, giving the sex-maniac who'd seized control of my mind all the incentive it needed to continue letting Ryan have his way with me. My pleasure only faded away to a dull afterglow at least a minute after Ryan became still.
The room was silent, except for the sounds of the two of us catching our breath. I could feel every hot puff of air against my neck and shoulder, as the perfect specimen of masculinity rested above me, his cock still rock hard and buried to the hilt in my newly deflowered sex.
I surprised myself by wrapping my arms and legs around him and turning my head to give him a kiss on the cheek before squeezing him tight. The way the two of us were connected like this, was something magical.