Page 70 of Hot Doggin'
Being in charge suits him. The way he’s looking so intensely into my eyes, like he’s trying to read me, to anticipate my needs. Fuck, this man makes my dick hard.
He’s a total top.
“I’ve got, like, half of it in, Mac. Gonna slide it out now.”
A breath of air rushes from my lungs, leaving me feeling empty as the toy slides from my ass. Just to stretch me andinvade all over again, causing tiny explosions throughout my body.
“That. Right there. Do that again.”
“This?” he asks, grinning wickedly. Stiles slides it back inside and pulls it out again, chuckling when I make the unholiest moaning sound.
“Oh my God. I can’t describe the feeling to you. It’s just… It’s… Do it again,” I beg.
He slides in another inch, but I’m ready for it because my body is on fire. Although the silicone is slick, it’s tacky enough to rub against my prostate. Drops of pre-cum dribble from my slit.
“Fuck, you’re a total slut, aren’t you? Look at you, dripping on me.”
This toy may be doing it for me, but watching me leak is doing it for Stiles. I think he likes knowing the effect he’s having on me.
“Give me your cock.”
He pauses his thrusting. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
“I think so. I just… I need something more.”
Stiles slides his hands under my ass, helping to lift me up onto his dick. With a little positioning, I find the right spot. I can feel his tip pressing against my hole and lower myself a little at a time until his fat head pops past my rim. He’s a lot thicker than the dildo, but he’s so slippery there’s barely any resistance.
“Mac?”
“Yeah. It feels… Full. Fuck, you’re thick.”
“Thanks for the compliment,” he laughs. “Am I hurting you?”
“No, it doesn’t hurt. Just feels… It’s a lot.”
“Just go slow. There’s no rush.”
But the farther down I slide onto his dick, the tighter he scrunches his face, and bites his lip, nostrils flaring. He’s holding back for me, and I can only imagine how tightly I’m squeezing his cock, how good it must feel.
I ease up a bit before sliding back down, and Stiles looks like he’s gonna cry. I know he’s dying to buck his hips and fuck into me hard, it’s a natural instinct when you’re inside of someone, but I can’t take that just yet. I’m still adjusting to his girth.
It doesn’t hurt, there’s just so much heat, and my stomach is swirling with adrenaline, making me feel a little sick.
The intense feelings begin to fade and the uncomfortableness, like I'm sitting on a big cock, which I am, drives my need to move. Bracing my hands on his chest for leverage, I work my hips up and down his shaft, slowly, not really finding my rhythm yet, just making sure there’s no pain.
“Mac,” he breaths. “I've never felt anything this good, this tight. You feel incredible.”
Smiling, I lean down to pop a kiss on his lips while moving my ass, and the angle hits different, hitting that spot inside of me that sets off fireworks again.
“Fuck,” I breathe against his lips. “Fuck.”
“You like that?”
“Yeah. Too much.” Working my hips faster, I make sure he pegs that spot again and again. The muscles in my stomach and thighs contract, like the nerves are short circuiting. Fisting my cock, I jack it in sync with my thrusts. I can feel my sac drawing up tight against my body, growing hot and heavy.
This load is gonna be epic. It already feels different than any orgasm I've had with a woman, where the feelings are centered around my dick. This one is coming from my ass, from someplace deep inside of me that’s never been explored. This orgasm is going to shake my entire body to its core.
Thanks to Stiles.
