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Authors: Leslie McAdam
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Will was huge while unerect?
Now he was erect.
Oh boy.
My eyes widened.
"You're fucking huge, asshole, how is that thing going to fit inside me?"
Guess I was still yelling at him.
"It won't be a problem," he muttered. "I won't hurt you. Now get these things off," and he hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down, off of my body. He leaned over to a bedside table drawer and threw a condom on top.
Then he proceeded to attend to me.
As I ran my hands through his hair and down his back, he gave ample attention to my lips, feasted on my earlobes, kissed his way down my neck, all the while running his hands through my hair, tracing my tattoos, fondling my breasts. Then, he turned the direction of his mouth to my breasts and his hand went lower, finding my already soaking wet pussy, and exploring.
The man knew what he was doing.
"If you don't get inside me in one second, Will, I swear—" and he cut me off by kissing me, breaking apart, then ripping the condom wrapper open with his teeth and sliding it on fast.
"You ready?" he growled. "Think you are, you’re so fucking wet—"
"—Right fucking now, Will. You need to—" I started to say, and he thrust into me.
Heaven.
"Oh, fuck ," we both said together.
That was right where he needed to be. Right where I wanted him. Yes, he was huge, but my body accepted him like he was meant to be there. He stayed still for a moment, just pressing into me, and then started to move a little.
"Will, don't pussyfoot around, you asshole. Get moving."
He laughed, a strained sort of groaning laugh, and started moving.
Yes .
I might have said that out loud.
Because of the size of him, he hit every nerve ending in me. I had never felt sensations like that, stroking, teasing, rubbing every part of me that felt good. He leaned down and kissed me. "You. On top."
Fine by me.
We wrestled over to the other side of the bed, but he pulled out and grabbed my hips, helping me to turn around. "This way."
Now, I’d done this before but not while getting to know someone.
"Isn't it weird to do this position the first time we fuck?" I asked.
"Nope. Just do it."
Ah well, fuck it. I turned around so that I was straddling him, facing his feet, and lowered myself on his cock. "Touch yourself," he grunted.
Now he was talking.
I started slowly, then went to work, riding him up and down his magnificent cock, as I fingered my clit. Talk about pleasure. Between him filling me up and me heightening the sensation, I was completely in ecstasy. I moaned and panted. I could hear him grunting as I went faster and faster.
And then it hit me. I came, spasming on his cock, as I stroked myself into oblivion. He raised his hips, heightening the pleasure for me.
Fuck me.
When I came down, I panted, "Which way do you want it?"
In a second, he positioned me and I was on my hands and knees. He thrust into me from behind.
That felt incredible, too.
Then he pushed me down on the bed, me still on my stomach, him still on top, he leaned his body over top of me, and reached his hand in front of me, between my legs, and started fingering my clit again. "Go again," he said.
Again, fine by me.
As he thrust into me, and fingered me, I lay, somewhat helpless to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure. As Will fucked me completely, the exquisite and familiar focusing and clenching meant an orgasm was coming. When it burst, I screamed nonsensical words, and he sped up, thrusting until he, too, came with a loud groan and a shudder, and then he collapsed on my back.
After a second, he propped himself up so that he wasn’t squishing me, then nuzzled my neck.
He kissed me down my spine and pulled out. And then he plopped himself next to me, and pulled me into him, cuddling with me.
And then I decided that I was a fan of angry sex. A life-long fan.
Stars
AFTER A FEW MOMENTS, Will got up, padded down the hall, and came back cleaned up. He opened a drawer, put on a pair of boxer shorts, and crawled
Now he was erect.
Oh boy.
My eyes widened.
"You're fucking huge, asshole, how is that thing going to fit inside me?"
Guess I was still yelling at him.
"It won't be a problem," he muttered. "I won't hurt you. Now get these things off," and he hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down, off of my body. He leaned over to a bedside table drawer and threw a condom on top.
Then he proceeded to attend to me.
As I ran my hands through his hair and down his back, he gave ample attention to my lips, feasted on my earlobes, kissed his way down my neck, all the while running his hands through my hair, tracing my tattoos, fondling my breasts. Then, he turned the direction of his mouth to my breasts and his hand went lower, finding my already soaking wet pussy, and exploring.
The man knew what he was doing.
"If you don't get inside me in one second, Will, I swear—" and he cut me off by kissing me, breaking apart, then ripping the condom wrapper open with his teeth and sliding it on fast.
"You ready?" he growled. "Think you are, you’re so fucking wet—"
"—Right fucking now, Will. You need to—" I started to say, and he thrust into me.
Heaven.
"Oh, fuck ," we both said together.
That was right where he needed to be. Right where I wanted him. Yes, he was huge, but my body accepted him like he was meant to be there. He stayed still for a moment, just pressing into me, and then started to move a little.
"Will, don't pussyfoot around, you asshole. Get moving."
He laughed, a strained sort of groaning laugh, and started moving.
Yes .
I might have said that out loud.
Because of the size of him, he hit every nerve ending in me. I had never felt sensations like that, stroking, teasing, rubbing every part of me that felt good. He leaned down and kissed me. "You. On top."
Fine by me.
We wrestled over to the other side of the bed, but he pulled out and grabbed my hips, helping me to turn around. "This way."
Now, I’d done this before but not while getting to know someone.
"Isn't it weird to do this position the first time we fuck?" I asked.
"Nope. Just do it."
Ah well, fuck it. I turned around so that I was straddling him, facing his feet, and lowered myself on his cock. "Touch yourself," he grunted.
Now he was talking.
I started slowly, then went to work, riding him up and down his magnificent cock, as I fingered my clit. Talk about pleasure. Between him filling me up and me heightening the sensation, I was completely in ecstasy. I moaned and panted. I could hear him grunting as I went faster and faster.
And then it hit me. I came, spasming on his cock, as I stroked myself into oblivion. He raised his hips, heightening the pleasure for me.
Fuck me.
When I came down, I panted, "Which way do you want it?"
In a second, he positioned me and I was on my hands and knees. He thrust into me from behind.
That felt incredible, too.
Then he pushed me down on the bed, me still on my stomach, him still on top, he leaned his body over top of me, and reached his hand in front of me, between my legs, and started fingering my clit again. "Go again," he said.
Again, fine by me.
As he thrust into me, and fingered me, I lay, somewhat helpless to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure. As Will fucked me completely, the exquisite and familiar focusing and clenching meant an orgasm was coming. When it burst, I screamed nonsensical words, and he sped up, thrusting until he, too, came with a loud groan and a shudder, and then he collapsed on my back.
After a second, he propped himself up so that he wasn’t squishing me, then nuzzled my neck.
He kissed me down my spine and pulled out. And then he plopped himself next to me, and pulled me into him, cuddling with me.
And then I decided that I was a fan of angry sex. A life-long fan.
Stars
AFTER A FEW MOMENTS, Will got up, padded down the hall, and came back cleaned up. He opened a drawer, put on a pair of boxer shorts, and crawled
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