Page 54 of Forbidden Pregnancy
We barely make it through the door to our room before our lips meet. Our bodies press together and my dick changes the course of our night together. Myra kisses like a much more experienced woman and she makes me feel like I’m new to all of this. With this much privacy and luxury surrounding us, I feel far more relaxed than I did at the guest house.
I hope Myra likes this space too. I touch her cheek and then her lips and then finally touch her breasts as I kiss her against the wall. She picked the perfect outfit for our date tonight. One of those teacher dresses, but this one hugs her chest so I can see at least three inches of Myra’s ample cleavage.
I love her chest. She has the perfect pair of breasts that I wish I could spend more time licking and sucking on. Myra’s nipples are dark brown and as I touch her breasts through her dress, I can feel them straining through her bra as they harden into points. My cock jumps in my pants again. I bend my head to kiss Myra’s neck. She whimpers as I suck on her flesh.
“You are so fucking sexy…”
Goosebumps break out across Myra’s skin. I love how easy it is to provoke a response out of her. She is so fucking sensitive.
“I like you, Myra… I want to be with you…”
I slide her dress off her shoulder and kiss my way across Myra’s shoulder to her collar bone. She lets me kiss her and shrugs the dress off her shoulder when it’s almost there. I move her bra strap off her shoulder next. I can’t wait to get her breasts out of that bra…
I slide the black lace over Myra’s breast and free the mounds of flesh into my grasp as I release her second breast and drop Myra’s pretty dress to the ground. She makes a soft, excited moan as I massage her breasts. We’re still pressed against the wall, right there in the hotel room’s entrance.
“Bed,” I whisper. “I need you in a bed tonight…”
I hike up one of Myra’s thighs and she lets me hold her up while I keep kissing her against the wall, too tempted by her lips to move. After a deep, long kiss, I cup Myra’s ass cheeks and lift her off the ground, carrying her all the way over to the hotel room’s California King bed.
Once we’re horizontal, I lose any control I might have had. Myra’s bra flies across the room and I lose myself kissing the soft flesh of her massive breasts. I love a woman with a giant pair of breasts and Myra’s are the biggest pair of natural ones I’ve ever seen. She certainly has the largest breasts I’ve ever massaged. My cock jerks excitedly against my pants as my tongue followsmy fingers and I gently suck on Myra’s exposed, dark brown nipples.
Her tits are fucking sexy. I run my thumbs over her nipples to make Myra squeal before sucking on them more. I can feel her crotch getting more soaked as our bodies rub together. The sexy black lace panties covering her sexy treasure might not survive the night. I don’t mind buying her new panties for the pleasure of ripping them away from Myra’s thick ass thighs.
“You smell delicious, Myra.”
I kiss her stomach. She whimpers. I kiss the top of her underwear and fight the temptation to rip them away from her again. One day. One day I’ll rip those panties off and drive my tongue between Myra’s legs without asking permission. Tonight, I take my pleasures more slowly. First, I peel her underwear off her thighs, easing them over Myra’s knees and tossing them to the ground.
My mouth waters with desire for her wetness. My sex drive around this woman shoots through the roof. I crave putting my dick deep inside her, but I have to go slowly. I have to tease her and give Myra a night to remember. I kiss the tops of her thighs and then spread them apart. It sounds like opening up a papaya. Wet. Juicy. And delicious as fuck.
Myra’s wet juices spill from her pussy and I press my face up to her lips to drink her up before she gets the bed too soaked for us to sleep in. I feel like I tipped a coconut to my lips and I’m allowing the delicious water to soak my tongue. My fingers sink into Myra’s thick thighs as my tongue starts moving furiously to eat her out.
My dick is hard enough to nearly break in half. Myra’s pussy juices all over me with so much unbridled excitement that I push my tongue inside her deeper, desperate to taste every inch of her. I want her in a hotel room every damn night – not just now. It’s too bad this has to be a secret. I wouldn’t subject anywoman to meeting my family unless she was absolutely certain she wanted to deal with what would surely be an unpleasant situation.
“I want you so fucking bad,” I whisper, pushing my tongue deeper and hoping desperately to make Myra cum. Her body pushes closer to mine and Myra’s fingers sink into the sheets, forming a fist as she struggles to control her shallow breathing.
I just need her to go over the edge and allow the pleasure to control her. Myra’s muscles quiver as her body braces for emotional and physical release. I rub her clit with my tongue as she draws closer and then add two fingers at the last minute to push her over the edge.
It works. Myra emits a startled moan and the high-pitched noise that comes out of her is more vulnerable than any sound I’ve ever heard her make. It’s so fucking sexy. I need more of her. Now. As Myra comes down from the euphoric high, I kiss my way down the length of her thighs, appreciating her soft, quivering flesh.
“I want to fuck you so bad, beautiful.”
Myra clutches and clings to my muscles as I position my body over hers. I have waited far too long for this. When I spread Myra’s thighs apart to allow my dick access to her entrance, they make a soaking wet squelching sound. Her juices gush forth like a freshly squeezed peach.
She’s so fucking sexy and thick that just getting my dick out of my pants and smacking it against Myra’s thighs is nearly enough to make me cum. I’m the only man she’s ever been with too, which only adds to my possessive attachment to her. I can make her bond to me and keep her bonded to me for the rest of our lives…
My dick rises along with the temptation to recklessly plant my seed between Myra’s legs. I don’t ask if she’s on birth control – and I don’t care. My hips move forward slowly as I tease thehead of my cock against Myra’s soaking wet entrance. Her tight entrance almost sucks my dick all the way in once I push past the head. She is so damn tight that I groan and nearly buckle underneath my own weight from the intense surge of pleasure that travels up my dick through the rest of my body.
Myra moans and softens up, relinquishing some of her emotional control to me, despite her best efforts to remain nonchalant and detached in my presence. I almost want to make her beg for my big white cock and admit that she craves nothing more than my dick buried inside her. I want her to admit that all the weeks we sat together, I wasn’t alone in my sexual tension.
I doubt I could ever get Myra to say those words. But I can make her moan. I reach forcefully for Myra’s wrists and pin them over her head as I slowly spear her with the first thrust from my cock. I can’t believe how goddamn tight she feels.
“You feel so fucking good,” I growl, my grasp on Myra’s wrists tightens. She moans and instinctively struggles against my grasp. I can’t let her go… I won’t.
My hips move slightly and the urgent need for Myra intensifies. My eyes lock onto hers and I can’t help but wonder if she also feels this reckless desire for me. Would she risk everything to be with me the way I would for her? She relinquishes some control over her emotions as our eyes meet. Those gentle, dark brown eyes are sexy enough that my dick jerks inside her tightness and I almost cum on the spot.
Myra’s nails sink into my back and I bend my lips to meet hers, kissing her to prevent a premature finish. Her body reacts to my intrusion and her hips buck to meet mine as I increase the pace between her legs. Our bodies slowly shift in bed together as I move and I release control to my own pulsing lust for her.
I want more of this woman. I need to cum inside her.
