Page 23 of The Wicked Virgin

“Fuck, I have to have you,” he ground out into my steaming flesh. Pausing for a moment, he looked up at me, his chin and mouth wet from my juices. “Can you take me, baby girl? Are you ready?”

And I descended from heaven enough for a moment to nod at him, my face flushed and serious.

“I can do it,” I breathed. “I want to.”

And with that the billionaire had his cock out in an instant, the ten inch shaft erect and standing straight up, massive and not just a little intimidating. The head was purple with need, swollen like a giant helmet, leaking dribbles of cum. The big man licked his hand before rubbing it up and down his pole, lubing the massive rod up with a mixture of saliva and semen.

“Come sit,” he invited silkily, moving me closer to him, my legs on either side of his lap. “Sit on my dick, wrap your little pussy around my cock.”

And oh god, but I was intimidated. It was going to hurt, I knew, and this wasn’t exactly my idea of the easiest way to pop a cherry. But I wanted to, so badly, and so slowly I lowered myself until my cunt lips kissed the tip of his head, our juices mixing, my soft flesh parting ever so slightly to take him in just a bit.

“That’s right,” he breathed, his hands on my waist now, holding me steady as I impaled myself. “That’s right, you’re in control. Take your time,” he encouraged, his eyes half-lidded and sensuous.

And with a deep moan, I put both my hands on his shoulders and ground a little further onto that huge shaft. My cunny stretched, the feeling so full, so tight, as he slid in a few more inches, breaching me, my first time with something in my cunt.

“Oh god Mr. Martin, I’m not sure if I can,” I moaned, pausing for a moment, half-way down his shaft, my pussy sizzling as it was fucked. “You’re just so big!”

The big man rumbled deeply in his throat at that, dark slashes across his cheeks as a muscle ticked in his jaw, his blue eyes ravenous on my body, eating up the sight of a nude virgin straddling her first dick.

“You can do it baby girl,” he encouraged, his voice catching with need, hitching slightly. “Fuck yourself onto my dick, you can do it.”

And that’s all that I needed to hear. With a mighty thrust downwards, I impaled myself on his shaft fully, sitting down all the way until my butt was pressed against his balls, that huge cock embedded all the way in, my steamy folds squeezing him.

“Ohhhh!” I squealed, party in shock, partly in pain. “Ohhhh!”

Because it felt so good, so right to have a dick in my private parts, my soft flesh holding him tight, that massive pole reaching so far up me that I thought it might burst out of my throat. But it did hurt, a little bit, a sharp pain had torn through my cunt on that last heave, making me jerk even harder, seize slightly as the fuckpole pushed through my final barrier, made me into a woman.

“Oh baby girl, you’re so fucking tight, you’re so fucking small,” the big man rumbled against my breasts, his hands stroking up and down my waist, kneading my ass, moving up and down my back. “You did so well, let the boss take over now.”

And with that, he began shifting his hips a bit, rocking back and forth, moving slightly within my needy cunt.

“Oh oh oh!” I squeaked. “Oh fuck!”

And the big man just grunted, moving a little more now, shifting my butt back and forth, letting the sensations build.

“That’s right,” he panted against my skin, catching a nipple in his mouth. “Ride it, ride it, use my dick to make yourself feel good.”

And despite the lingering pain, I began to lean into it. Clutching his shoulders, I began moving slowly myself, undulating my hips, cradling his dick in my sweet cunt, letting the pole slide in and out, more and more violently each time, his veiny length dropping out wetly only to push back inside. It was so fucking dirty, there was so much cream, so much jism, that both my ass and his balls and thighs were soaked, the natural lube making our flesh slap together as we moved in tandem.

And soon the pain began to fade and I began to savor the ride, bucking and twisting like a real cowgirl. My nails dug into his shoulders and I screamed as his dick pushed into me, the base of his cock rubbing against my clit.

“Oh oh oh!” I shrieked, tossing my head back. “Oh FUUUUCK!”

And with that, I spasmed hard, my pussy clamping down on the cock inside, coming again and again on his massive pole, milking it for all it was worth. The big man couldn’t hang on any longer either and he too lost it, spurting his semen into my hot depths, stream after stream of hot jism spraying my cunt, coating my walls with his man milk, his balls shaking, trembling as my pussy jerked again and again on his dick, making sure to take every last drop.

And after it was over, I dropped my forehead onto his shoulder, exhausted, limp, like I’d just run a marathon, my body covered in a light coat of perspiration, my huge boobs heaving up and down, pressed against the front of his shirt.

The big man struggled as well, catching his breath, his dick still embedded inside me.

“Fuck,” he growled. “How the fuck were you a virgin still? I can’t believe I popped your cherry, fuck it felt so good.”

And I merely lifted my head to shoot him a lazy smile, my lips brushing lightly against his.

“I’ve never actually used the dildo,” I whispered into his mouth. “I was too scared. But now,” I intimated, wiggling my hips with his cock still inside, “now, I guess I could do it.”

And a low growl rang out in his throat.

“So soon?” he asked. Throwing back his head, he laughed which turned into a low growl. “Baby girl, you have no idea what you’re getting into. You’re gonna be sore after your first time, my dick is big and your cunt’s small, you’re gonna have trouble walking tomorrow.”

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