Page 83 of Anything Necessary for Her
“Yes.” I nodded again, too turned on to stop, and I wanted to finally have actual sex with him.
Low climbed up onto the big massage bed, hooking his muscled arms under my legs before lowering down onto me. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as my legs dangled over his strong forearms.
As we kissed, sucking one another’s lips and tongues so good that I felt a trail of my secretions ski down my ass and hit the bed, he began to prod me. His head was thick, reminding me of the last time we tried and causing me to tense up.
“Relax and let me in, baby” he spoke against my mouth, pushing inside of me as I did my best to decompress.
He got the head in, making me cry out softly as he sucked on my lips, moaning so sexily in the process. Unlike last time, though, he didn’t wait for me to adjust; he just kept pushing, feeding the rest of his long, girthy dick into me.
“Low, wait…” I sniffled, not knowing what for because he wasn’t going to stop, and ultimately, I didn’t want him to.
“Nah. You gotta take this dick. Fuck, Peep.” He grunted just as I slowly hit the base of him, legs quivering from my pussy being overcapacity it seemed.
He sat there for a moment, filling his cheeks with air as he closed his eyes, almost like he was giving himself a pep talk, then he began gliding in and out of me at a snail’s pace.
It was painful, but with every stroke, my clit tickled perfectly, complementing the pain. Our foreheads were pressed together as we moaned into one another’s mouths while attempting to kiss. I was filled with too much dick to really accomplish kissing,and judging by Low’s faces and groans, he was experiencing too much pleasure.
He sped up slightly, but not too much, making me rock a bit every time he pumped into me. I couldn’t move at all, due to my legs being locked over his arms and his heavy body locking my thighs between us.
“Shit,” I called out, feeling myself about to cum again. Clearly, the small amount of pleasure I felt was enough, because next thing I knew, I was shaking and releasing all over him and drenching the space under us. “You can go-go faster if you want,” I offered, even though I should have shut the fuck up.
Even though I was the one losing my virginity, I wanted him to enjoy this as much as I had been prior to being penetrated.
He froze before saying, “If I go any faster, I’m gon’ nut, Peep. This pussy caught a nigga off guard.”
His gravelly voice was so sexy against my lips as he resumed fucking me. I came again, walls clamping around his thick shaft as I sniveled from the feeling. We were sweating profusely by now, especially me from having my body invaded and being on this heated bed.
After a while, Low started pounding me, making me holler out. Before sex, I used to always say I would never be loud, but I was eating my words as Low fucked the shit out of me with no mercy.
We moaned and groaned in unison as he beat it up, the sounds of my wetness echoing around the living room portion of the suite. The massage bed rocked sort of unstably, but I couldn’t worry about that as I drenched Low’s dick back-to-back, him sucking my inner thigh as my legs trembled.
“Fuck. Fuck,” Low called out through hard breaths before snatching out of me and releasing onto my stomach and breasts.
Running my fingers through it, I dipped them into my mouth as he watched me, lids lowered lustfully.
“When am I gonna stop trembling?” I quizzed, making him chuckle through pants.
“Shouldn’t be long. You keep doing freaky shit like you just did, though, and I’m gon’ have to climb back in it.” He smirked, getting off the bed and leaning against the wall immediately. “You got my fucking legs weak.”
I giggled at him, sitting up slowly because my pussy was done for. My plan to sit upright was immediately aborted.
“You’re welcome.” I winked.
“Nah, real shit, Peep. My legs ain’t ever felt like this,” he admitted, boosting my formerly virginal confidence.
“Come here,” I suggested, and he did so, scooping me up off the bed and wrapping my legs around him as we kissed.
He carried me like that all the way to the bathroom, only letting me down so I could pee, and he could turn the shower on. We got in together, where he bathed me, only gently moving across my tender vagina. After soaping up for a second time, we exited to brush our teeth and then lay in bed together void of any clothing.
As he cuddled behind me, pressing his lips to my shoulder, he asked, “Any feedback?”
Smiling with my eyes closed, I replied, “Just that I liked it all. I’m sore as hell though.”
His chest vibrated against my back as he laughed. “Once we start fucking all the time, that shit’ll pass.”
I turned to look at him over my shoulder before he kissed me slowly. It intensified, making me turn away because I was too worn out for another round. Not to mention, the tiresome sex accompanied by the amazing massage had me ready to pass out.
The last thing I remembered before going to sleep was Low pressing his soft lips to the nape of my neck.
