Page 47 of Quarantined
“Shit. Shit. Oh God Milo,” I am panting, fully riding his face now.
My fists clench onto his hair harder, pushing him deeper. He is licking me everywhere, nipping, tasting, devouring all of me. He is so deep inside me now that I can feel his tongue in my walls. He grips my hips and pulls me down, his teeth grazing against my entrance.
“Oh, Fuck. Ah…” I choke out a scream, as all of my movement halts. My thighs are quaking, my body is convulsing, and my pussy is pulsing as I come on his mouth.
Milo lowers me down and turns me over to my back, to lie down. I am completely spent. I am shaking, unable to breathe. Milo kisses my breasts, my stomach, my chest. He cups my face with his free hand, and tangles his other hand in my hair, fisting it. His body is covering mine.
He slows grinds against me. We are both naked, and the friction is amazing. Milo starts to rub the head of his cock against my clit. He is going to make me come again. I can feel my pussy pulsing and a tightness gathering in my core. I am completely soaked. I bet the bed sheets are too. My nails are scratching at his back.
“Baby. . .” He is staring at me; his eyes are lusted out even more than before. He latches onto the inside of my thighs, trying to rein himself in.
I am so close. My back is arching. My fingers are gripping his neck. One of his hands slide up my thigh and around to my ass, pulling me closer as he grinds his cock against my slick pussy. I whimper into his mouth.
He dives down, taking one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking it, nibbling on it. He keeps rubbing his dick against my clit as my body tightens. With his mouth still on mine, he presses his cock into my pussy, hitting the right spot, as I thrash.
Crying out, I convulse as ecstasy pulses through me. I have lost all grip on reality.
“God baby, I want to fuck you so bad." Milo grabs hold of his dick and settles into my opening.
Abruptly, Milo lifts off me slightly as he realizes what he just said. “We can wait, if you are not ready,” he hurriedly adds, his eyes searching mine.
I don’t say anything. I didn’t make any mental preparations to have sex today. I wasn’t planning on it. I thought we would do more of what we have been doing so far.
But right now is not the time to say no. I should have cleared that up earlier. I have already allowed the guy to rub his dick against my vagina. So I think this is happening.
Milo is patiently waiting for permission, I think. I nod and wrap my arms around his waist, bringing him back down to me.
I see relief wash over him. He sighs. “I have wanted this for so long.”
Wait, what!
How long has he wanted this? And aren't we supposed to use protection or something?
Milo already knows I am on birth control for my period cramps. He is the one who took me to the doctors, and he is the one who picks them up for me. My only concern would be the notches on his belt.
“I am clean,” he breathes into my ear as if reading my mind. He plants soft kisses all over my face and keeps rubbing his dick up and down my slit.
I hold my breath. I know this is going to hurt.
Again, right on cue, Milo reads my mind. “Baby, this is going to hurt.”
No shit Sherlock.I already know how big Milo is. I could barely fit him in my mouth. My guess is this is going to hurt more than the normal allocated amount.
He strokes my hair. “But if you tense up, it will hurt more. Just try to relax and let me in. I promise I will be gentle. If it’s too much, tell me. I can stop.”
I nod.
Slowly and gently, I feel him moving into me. But he doesn’t enter, just slides back and forth. Milo twirls his tongue around on my neck, on the spot that makes me moan.
Suddenly I am glad that it’s him. I don’t know if other guys would have known to give me that assurance or known to give a distraction during the pain. I try to relax my muscles, breathing in and out, trying to let go. At the same moment, he slips a little inside me.
Holy fuck, that’s painful.
I immediately tense even more and grab onto his shoulders. All the relaxation is gone.
Ouch.
“It’ll be worse if I keep inching in. Try to breathe. Focus on me. I am here.” I am just about to tell him to stop when he slams inside.
