Page 14 of Claimed By My Stalker

“God! You’re so beautiful.” He sighs. Carlo closes his eyes and places his head between my breasts, nibbling lightly and inhaling the scent of my skin. I’ve never seen him that enthralled with anything, and it just happens to be me.

His tongue rolls over a nipple, then his mouth envelopes the entire mound, sucking on it greedily.

“Carlo?” I call out.

Deep in his lustful drunken state, he doesn't respond. My breast leaves his mouth with a loud pop, and the look I see in his eyes throws me off balance. I have never seen anyone look at me that way before, not with such desire and intensity.

“Carlo, there’s something I think you should know.”

He looks at me expectantly but I can't find the words. I look down and start to fiddle with my fingers. Carlo interrupts me by taking my hand and placing it into his.

“I’m listening”

"I… I… Umm…." I find it embarrassing to speak about it, but he deserves to know. I didn't realize that saying such a simple thing could be so exhausting. "I've never done this before," I blurt out.

Carlo doesn’t look in the least surprised by my confession.

“You knew?” I ask. “You knew all this time that I was a ….”

“Virgin, yes. And I’m glad you’re choosing to do this with me. I won’t take it for granted, I promise.”

I'm more concerned about how he knows. I never mentioned or implied it to him, was I that much of an amateur during our make-out session?

“But… how did you??”

“Shhh….” he places a finger on my lips and shuts me up further with a mindblowing kiss. Carlo breaks the kiss for a second to take off his shirt. I spread my legs apart, raise them up and grip the band of his shorts with my toes. Carlo chuckles a bit into my mouth as I pull his shorts down. I stare down to take in as much of him as I can.

Carlo is a hairy man, hairier than I thought he would be, his legs, chest, and arms all have visible strands of it, but down there is devoid of any. His cock looks a bit on the bigger side too, not that I have any experience to know what is big or not. I don’t know whether to be worried about what’s coming or excited.

I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock feeling his girth. I’m fascinated by how warm it feels in my hand and the clear drops of precome that rolls off the tip. I trace the liquid up with my tongue, settling my mouth on his tip and sucking it off lightly.

Carlo moans and bucks his hip against my mouth, I guess I'm doing something right. I ease my mouth further onto his cock wondering if I can take it all in. I manage to take in about three-quarters, and Carlo draws my head further in making me gag. I pull out abruptly with a trail of spittle, my eyes water as I gasp for air.

“I don’t think I can do this,” I gasp.

“Here, let me show you.”

Carlo guides my hand to the base of his shaft, making me jerk him off slowly. My mouth returns to the top and I swallow as much as I can take. I moan over his cock as I bob up and down greedily.

"Less teeth, more spit," he says. His baritone voice sounds so firm and strict, the tone sends a shiver of excitement up my spine.

I comply and drool all over his cock making it glisten in the warm light of the cabin, his hand gently bumps my head while I sucked. I feel his body stiffening, he interrupts the act and switches our position.

“Your turn.”

Slowly, he inserts a finger into my gushing pussy, teases it around the entrance, and flicks my nub while at it. He brings it to my mouth and makes me suck off his coated finger. Carlo takes the finger in and out in a rhythmic movement and fucks my mouth with his finger.

He parts my legs and draws me forward by the waist. This time his finger doesn't go in, his mouth does. I squirm and moan involuntarily as his tongue probes my pussy. My legs start to quake and I can feel tears building up in my eyes. I reach down and run my fingers through Carlo's hair, pressing his face further into me and bucking my hips to meet the flicks of his tongue. The feeling is indescribable and I find myself sobbing in pleasure. But just when it's starting to feel too good, Carlo withdraws his mouth from my core.

I try to say something but all that escapes my lips are pants and gasps. I stare at Carlo like he took something precious from me, but there’s a mischievous glint in his eye.

He begins kissing me all over my body. I have never felt this turned on, my pussy throbs with such intensity, I want to straddle him and ride into oblivion. I can see he's taking his time with the foreplay but it’s starting to drive me crazy. If I get any degree hornier than this, I think I’ll explode.

“Ugh! Fuck me already,” I groan in frustration.

My words appear to shock him.

I bite my lower lip and part my legs, giving him an invitation to. "Please, please…" My patience is reaching its stretching point and I'm one more light kiss away from screaming.

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