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Shit. You’re so fucking tiny honey…so fucking tight,” he growled as he penetrated me inch by inch.
He pushed his way deeper, and stopped. “You okay?” I nodded, but it burned; he was much
bigger than Sam. With a small thrust it was getting a little less uncomfortable though.
“Relax, you need to relax Lily, you’re killing me in there ,” he hissed and stilled again. I adjusted my hips. “Please stay still or I’ll come,” he groaned.
He held me still, waiting for both of us to adjust. Then he grunted and thrust deeper inside me again. “Oh. My. God,” he hissed. I don’t know what happened, but my body just seemed to relax and after another small thrust he was able to give a longer glide and was inside me to his root.
I moaned as he filled me . I flexed my vaginal muscles, squeezing him a little then relaxing. It caused him to make a guttural sound again.
Alfie’s breath was ragged with pure lust. The coolness of his breath mingled with the beads of sweat on my body as he pulled all the way back then thrust long and slow back into me to the hilt. I cried out, “Oh fuck,” inhaling sharply, and he gave me a low growl, “Fuck.”
He stopped and smiled, gazing intensely at me again and bringing his forehead to touch mine. His intimate movement turned me on even more. “Are you okay?” he whispered. I nodded.
“ More than okay,” I said softly back at him, smiling.
He smiled back, kissing me as he thrust forward again. His movements were slow at first, but he began to alternate between thrusting into me rapidly before slowing to a more sensual languished pace. Each time I felt I was near the edge, he changed it up again, making me work for my release.
I held my breath as he took me close, building the pressure in me. I clung to his ass, trying to get him to continue this rhythm to get me off. “Yeah, just like that… just…please keep going!” Each time I felt I was progressing and only one or two thrusts from an explosive climax, he would stop, robbing me of reaching my peak.
The sensation he created in me sent tingles rippling through my body. My leg muscles fizzed and quivered as I sat on the brink of my orgasm.
He stirred me up like nothing I’d ever felt before. I whimpered, “Please . God. Please. Alfie. Don’t. Stop.” I pulled at his hips, and ground myself on him, chasing my orgasm. He chuckled, and I knew he was teasing me, pushing me to my limits.
He whispered, “You’re so fucking hot, this is incredible . I don’t want this to end.” I didn’t speak. I just lay there staring into his eyes, dazzled, as he fucked me.
I found him so sexy, and he wanted me. I almost lost my mind. I scratched his back, gripped his ass, and continued to grind myself on him. The sensation of his apa on my sweet spot inside was tantalizing me.
I was begging him, and screamed out loud, “Please Alfie, I need you to let me… I need to come.” He took me so near, so many times, my scalp crept with the almost orgasms. His stamina and sheer willpower to hold back was incredible.
He pulled out and flipped me over, penetrating me from behind, pulling my hair back, and scooping it into a ponytail. He tugged my head back so that my neck extended, and he crushed his mouth on mine.
“Please keep going … don’t stop, please,” I moaned into his mouth. I began to whimper, feeling beyond desperate.
Alfie curled over me. He moaned into my neck, whispering, “Shush, I’ll take care of you. Keep looking at me, I want to see you when you come.” He pulled back onto his knees, and started stroking his fingers down my back. His fingers curled and gripped my hips again, and he began thrusting into me. His pace was steady this time.
He was pulling me back onto him harder, grabbing my shoulders, pulling my whole body back, as he pounded his cock into me relentlessly, over and over.
I heard myself chanting , “I’m coming! I’m coming! Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!”
He pushed his way deeper, and stopped. “You okay?” I nodded, but it burned; he was much
bigger than Sam. With a small thrust it was getting a little less uncomfortable though.
“Relax, you need to relax Lily, you’re killing me in there ,” he hissed and stilled again. I adjusted my hips. “Please stay still or I’ll come,” he groaned.
He held me still, waiting for both of us to adjust. Then he grunted and thrust deeper inside me again. “Oh. My. God,” he hissed. I don’t know what happened, but my body just seemed to relax and after another small thrust he was able to give a longer glide and was inside me to his root.
I moaned as he filled me . I flexed my vaginal muscles, squeezing him a little then relaxing. It caused him to make a guttural sound again.
Alfie’s breath was ragged with pure lust. The coolness of his breath mingled with the beads of sweat on my body as he pulled all the way back then thrust long and slow back into me to the hilt. I cried out, “Oh fuck,” inhaling sharply, and he gave me a low growl, “Fuck.”
He stopped and smiled, gazing intensely at me again and bringing his forehead to touch mine. His intimate movement turned me on even more. “Are you okay?” he whispered. I nodded.
“ More than okay,” I said softly back at him, smiling.
He smiled back, kissing me as he thrust forward again. His movements were slow at first, but he began to alternate between thrusting into me rapidly before slowing to a more sensual languished pace. Each time I felt I was near the edge, he changed it up again, making me work for my release.
I held my breath as he took me close, building the pressure in me. I clung to his ass, trying to get him to continue this rhythm to get me off. “Yeah, just like that… just…please keep going!” Each time I felt I was progressing and only one or two thrusts from an explosive climax, he would stop, robbing me of reaching my peak.
The sensation he created in me sent tingles rippling through my body. My leg muscles fizzed and quivered as I sat on the brink of my orgasm.
He stirred me up like nothing I’d ever felt before. I whimpered, “Please . God. Please. Alfie. Don’t. Stop.” I pulled at his hips, and ground myself on him, chasing my orgasm. He chuckled, and I knew he was teasing me, pushing me to my limits.
He whispered, “You’re so fucking hot, this is incredible . I don’t want this to end.” I didn’t speak. I just lay there staring into his eyes, dazzled, as he fucked me.
I found him so sexy, and he wanted me. I almost lost my mind. I scratched his back, gripped his ass, and continued to grind myself on him. The sensation of his apa on my sweet spot inside was tantalizing me.
I was begging him, and screamed out loud, “Please Alfie, I need you to let me… I need to come.” He took me so near, so many times, my scalp crept with the almost orgasms. His stamina and sheer willpower to hold back was incredible.
He pulled out and flipped me over, penetrating me from behind, pulling my hair back, and scooping it into a ponytail. He tugged my head back so that my neck extended, and he crushed his mouth on mine.
“Please keep going … don’t stop, please,” I moaned into his mouth. I began to whimper, feeling beyond desperate.
Alfie curled over me. He moaned into my neck, whispering, “Shush, I’ll take care of you. Keep looking at me, I want to see you when you come.” He pulled back onto his knees, and started stroking his fingers down my back. His fingers curled and gripped my hips again, and he began thrusting into me. His pace was steady this time.
He was pulling me back onto him harder, grabbing my shoulders, pulling my whole body back, as he pounded his cock into me relentlessly, over and over.
I heard myself chanting , “I’m coming! I’m coming! Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!”
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