Page 13 of Brooding Mountain Man

“It’s not pain as much as pressure,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s…I can’t describe it.”

“Uncomfortable?”

She gave a nod. “Definitely uncomfortable. But I can handle it. I want to push past this so next time…”

No. That wasn’t acceptable. This time would be pleasurable for her too. I’d make sure of it.

“Try something?” I asked.

Her eyes popped open, not quite as wide as they’d been seconds ago. “What’s that?”

“Touch yourself,” I said. “Like I was touching you by the fire. Just slide your hand between us and…”

I didn’t even have to finish the sentence. She did exactly as I suggested, sliding her hand between us and over her stomach toward that sweet, tight pussy. When her eyes closed, I knew she was at least feeling a little something besides discomfort. That was good enough for me.

But I was overly cautious as I inched inside her, staying close to her entrance as I did my best to loosen her up. I’d never been with a virgin, so I had no idea how to make it easier for her, but going on instinct seemed to be working out just fine.

“You can go deeper,” she said as her hips began moving. The movement was slight, but I noticed it right away. “It’s getting easier.”

Was the pain getting easier or was she just distracted by what her own touch was doing to her? I hoped a little bit of both because it sure was starting to feel good to me. Her warmth surrounded me, hugging my shaft as I slid in and out of her. If I let myself, I could get carried away by the feel of those slick folds surrounding me. But I had to wait.

“Do you think you can come for me, Georgia?” I asked.

Her eyes widened again and she nodded. “I like when you say my name. Can you…?”

“What?”

“Talk dirty to me?”

She seemed almost ashamed to ask the question, but it went straight to my erection. Talking dirty to her wouldn’t make it any easier to hold out, but if it brought her to orgasm quickly, it would be good for both of us.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I said, cringing at my own lack of experience with this stuff. “I want you to come all over my hard cock.”

“Mmm,” she said.

It was working. I sucked at dirty talk, but as long as she thought it was hot, that was all that mattered.

“I’d love for you to be on top next time,” I said. “Riding me, those gorgeous tits bouncing with your movements. I’ll lick and suck your nipples as you cry out. I’ll come inside you and make you mine.”

That last part could’ve destroyed the moment. It just flew out of my mouth. I was wearing a condom, so it wasn’t like filling her with my cum would make her mine. And what if she wasn’t looking for a long-term commitment? The words could scare her off.

But instead of throwing her off, it seemed to push her over the edge. She arched her back and cried out in that way that told me she was coming. I’d already gotten to know her signals, and this was only the third time I’d made her come. There would be so, so many more.

“Get on your back,” she said before I even realized her orgasm was complete. Her back lowered to the bed again and she patted the empty mattress next to her. “I’m going to make your fantasy come true.”

It took me a second to realize that she’d interpreted my dirty talk as my fantasy. That worked for me, though. I smiled as I pulled out, gripping the condom at its base to keep it in place, and rolled onto my back on the unused pillow next to us. She was hovering above me within seconds,the dim light just bright enough to highlight her curves.

I helped her guide my erection inside her, then waited as she got used to me. She didn’t take me in too deep, and that was fine. Right now, I could come just rubbing my tip along her slick entrance. Being inside her was a bonus.

She leaned forward, putting a hand on either side of my head on the pillow, which gave my mouth access to her nipples. I took one in my mouth, then the other, lavishing them with attention,her soft moans making me wonder if I could give her a fourth orgasm.

But I couldn’t hold out that long. I already felt the pressure building as my body begged for a release. I grabbed her ass and guided her movements as she bounced faster and faster on me, finally rising above and putting both hands on my chest to balance herself.

I couldn’t take my eyes off those tits, which bounced with each of her movements. Soon, we’d do this in the daylight so I could see every square inch of her. Maybe tomorrow morning before she had to go to work.

Finally, I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. I closed them as my orgasm raced through my body, my cock throbbing as I came.

When I was spent, I pulled her against me, wrapping my arms around her. Eventually, she moved off me and settled into my arms. My plan was to clean up and toss the condom in the trash, but I couldn’t seem to bring myself to move. But as I drifted off to sleep, I told myself when I woke up, I’d sneak out of bed, clean up, then come back and start all over again.

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