“Then cum.”
His expression was pained as we continued the delicious rhythm of rocking into each other. There wasn’t a single inch of me that wasn’t touching him and I loved it. If sex felt nearly as good as this then I’d never leave the bed. He pressed his hot balls into me one more time before pulling away, leaving my cunt feeling empty and swollen.
He grabbed my lips with his own, tasting me thoroughly with his wanton tongue before leaving my mouth and trailing down. I watched as he arrived at my breasts again, my quarter sized buds perking up as they welcomed him. Carter wasted no time in tasting them as he opened his mouth wide and fit as much of me into him as he could. It was an erotic sight, watching his mouth bloat with my titty. He sucked the mound deep into his mouth before withdrawing and biting neatly on my tip. My pussy, which was flush against his ribs, wept onto his skin as he repeated the action over and over - alternating between my right and left tit.
A familiar quake started in my toes, working its way up and over my skin before my whole body was taken over by blinding heat. I gripped his head to my chest as I rode out the unexpected orgasm, thrusting my messy wet cunt into his chest. I could hear the smack of it against his skin but I was heedless to the sound. All I could do was feel and sob as he worked my sensitive mounds.
When he finally eased his mouth off of me and met my eyes, I knew what was coming next. His look was fierce as he leaned back, bracing his hands on my knees to spread me open wide. The air of the room hit my moist center causing me to gasp at the pleasure.
Everything felt pleasurable to my body, post-orgasm.
Taking one of his hands off of my knee, I watched as Carter spread my lips with the V of his index and middle finger. “So fucking wet for me.” He said reverently as he moved his other hand down to play. At first he slowly danced his fingers between my slit before adding more pressure; trailing his large digits from clit to hole. It wasn’t long before he added one finger into my channel, then another, as he used his other hand to toy with my enlarged clit.
“Even as wet as you are, you’re still so fucking tight. I don’t want to hurt you baby,” It was amazing that he could look predatory and remorseful all the while giving me intense pleasure. He was a fucking magician. And I was on the precipice of orgasming yet again before he removed his fingers all together and positioned his penis towards me.
Oh fuck. This was it.
I moaned as his hot cock met my wet folds, not penetrating but resting in the slick crevice. Carter ran his dick up and down my cleft, his pulsing head leaving a trail of his arousal in its wake as he pressed it hard into my clit.
“Carter!” I cried, the intense pleasure of him using his rod as a stimulator made me shake. I watched as he gritted his teeth and carefully placed the crown of his cock into my opening.
The fit was overly snug but not unpleasant as he slowly eased in, one centimeter at a time. When he reached the final barrier - the barrier of my unbreached virginity - he paused, looking me squarely in the eye. “This might hurt, baby girl, and I’m so sorry if it does, but it’ll be over soon. I’ll make it good.” Without further ado, he placed his hands on either side of my head and pushed all the way in.
“Uhh,” The pain was sudden and pinching as he stilled his movement, firmly seated within me. He leaned his forehead against my own, smoothing out my wincing features with his gentle kiss.
“Stay with me, baby,” He began moving back and forth slowly as I nodded, trusting him to make this good for me even though all I felt was stretched and tender. Painstakingly, he repeatedly thrusted into me until the motion was less aching and more titillating. I could feel the pleasure of it start to build as I rocked my hips into his.
“You like that?” He asked coyly, his dark gaze barely restrained. “I love that. Go a little faster, baby.” I cajoled. The tenderness was still present but the niggling desire overpowered everything. Over the past couple of days Carter and I had grown intimately familiar with each other’s body but none of that could compare to this. Being physically connected with the person that I cared about the most in this world was orgasmic in itself.
“Faster, huh?” He picked up the pace, lifting my legs to brace them over his broad shoulders. The position felt incredible.
“Oh God, Carter! Just like that. Right there!”
“You like that, don’t you? Look at your tight little pussy swallowing my cock. See how swollen and red it is?” I looked down at my tilted hips, seeing what he was seeing. My lower lips were spread around his shaft, looking as if my pussy were sucking him deep inside of me. Each stroke was difficult, my channel begging him to stay inside for as long as possible. However, each strained retreat showed his beautiful cock gleaming with my juices and a hint of blood. It was a heady sight.
Removing my knees off of his shoulders, he prompted me to wrap them around his waist as he leaned down to stuck at my tits.
“Yeahh,” I mewled, holding him to my chest as he licked and sucked at my diamond-hard nipples. I damn near came every time he bit at the tip of them.
“Look at me, Faith. Look at me when I cum inside of you.” I did as he commanded, gazing into his eyes as we spiraled together.
My blood seemed to boil beneath my skin right before I tipped over the edge, an all-consuming tremble taking control of my limbs as I watched Carter’s movements become jerky. My eyes were open but my vision was clouding with stars, shadows and colors that I could scarcely make out the image of the man in front of me. And then, I felt the first touch of two fingers circling my juicy clit and it was over. I cried out in pleasure, uncaring of how loud I was being. I ground my sheathed cunt as tight to him as I could all the while my internal walls squeezed and squeezed at his cock, milking him for all he was worth.
“Faith, baby, FUCK!” Carter growled before his own orgasm took hold. I could feel the exact moment that he came inside of me. The unfamiliar swelling of his member just before his hot, wet release unloaded near my belly, warming me with his seed as he jetted streams of himself into me. My body was still clamping down on his as he wrapped me into his arms, shoving his face into my neck and breathing me in.
My childhood bedroom smelled of cum and sweat and I wanted to bottle the scent for eternity. It would forever remind me of this moment and how good it feels to have Carter inside of me.
We lay in silence until my pussy-grip on his cock relaxed and his dick grew soft, yet still slightly erect. He leaned onto his elbows, staring down at my face beneath him.
“You know I’m never going to let you go. Now that I’ve had you, you are mine.” It was such a matter-of-fact statement, yet I knew it was true. I could feel it deep within me; in my womb where he’d left himself.
“I know.”
“Good, because first thing Monday morning we’re telling Mom about us. And I don’t care what she says, or what other people say, we’re going to be happy together. Forever.”
Forever. I liked the sound of that.
Epilogue: Carter