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“What’s so funny?” he asked in a strained voice.
I gave him a wink. “That you don’t mind me sucking at it.”
My joke escaped him… “You have no idea… seeing you with my cock in your mouth has to be most erotic sight I’ve ever seen. You’re fucking gorgeous.”
A bubbly sensation filled my chest. I could do this… in fact Iwasdoing it, and there was nothing disgusting or disturbing about it. It gave me pleasure to please him like he had pleased me.
I kept sucking him, exploring his balls with my tongue and using my hands to get to know this part of his anatomy better. The fascination with sex that other people seemed to have, but I had never shared, was starting to make sense to me.
“I want so badly to be inside you.” He groaned and pushed me down on my back, positioning himself between my legs and kissing me deeply. Apparently he didn’t mind tasting himself either.
“Please Cia… I want you so bad…” he whispered against me. “Say yes…”
I had my hands around his neck and was nuzzling his shoulders, feeling his long hard shaft pushing up against the folds of my core. I answered him by pushing against him and whispering into his ear. “I’m all yours.”
His hands weaved into my hair holding my face in place as he pulled back to look at me with an earnest expression in his beautiful almond shaped eyes. “If we do this, you know what it means, right?” he whispered.
“That you’ll be my first?” I asked.
“And your last,” he said.
“Why? Do you plan on killing me afterwards?” Patterns are hard to break; G and I always used humor to cope with our emotions, and this was heavy stuff.
“No,” he said and kissed my nose. “I plan on making you mine forever.”
I narrowed my eyes. “I think you’ve been too long abroad. In this country men and women can have sex without committing to a lifetime together.”
He kissed me again. “Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
I didn’t take his words too seriously, but figured it was all part of him making me feel good about the situation. I wasn’t one of those women who had saved myself for marriage. I had avoided sex for other reasons, and marriage wasn’t for me anyway. Still, I appreciated his gentleman manners.
Three seconds later he had a condom on and was licking me again, this time using a finger to stimulate my insides. It felt intrusive but incredibly good, and when he expanded it to two fingers I started rocking against him in a rhythm as old as time.
“You’re so tight, but I want you so badly,” he said, leaning back on his heels and pulling me into his lap. From my position I could see him point the head of his cock against my opening and push forward.
“Oh fuck… this is beautiful…” he groaned as pressure built below. If one finger had felt intrusive, it was nothing compared to his plum-sized head. He had a look of concentration but kept pushing and then he stopped.
“I’m inside you now.”
“I can see that…” It was only the top of his cock that was inside me; I doubted I could take all the rest of him.
“What if you don’t fit?” I asked.
He was still looking down, circling my clit with his thumb.
“How far in do you have to go?” I asked.
In that moment he pushed a bit deeper and then he retracted, starting to go in and out at a slow pace.
“You like that?” he asked with hooded eyes full of lust.
“Uh-huh,” I moaned.
For a little while that was all he did, and I was starting to think that this was it. He was sitting in front of me, one set of our hands merged, his other hand massaging my clitoris, and all the while he was moving in and out in slow movements that felt nice.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“For what?”
