Chapter 10 #3
I slide both of my soapy hands around to her stomach and tug her back against my hard cock.
I can hear the small sound of surprise and pleasure she makes.
Then she stretches her hands up behind her to caress my face.
I slide my hands up to cup her breasts and toy with her nipples.
The more I turn her on, the more she wiggles against my cock.
Why something so small and innocent thrills the fuck outta me, I’ll never know.
I rinse us off and dry her off so I can begin giving her the pleasure she deserves. When we climb into bed, I roll over onto my back and tell her, “If we’re doing this, we’re gonna do it my way, so you don’t get crushed.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’ll take you any way I can get you.”
I slap my massive chest. “I want to put my mouth on you. Bring that pretty pussy of yours on up here. I want one leg on each side of my head and you sittin’ on my face like the queen you are.”
I watch her mouth fall open. I don’t know if it’s because of what I’m suggesting or because of my dirty mouth, but she scrambles up to do my bidding with gratifying speed.
“I’m gonna put my mouth on you, give you an orgasm and take a few minutes to prepare your body for my thick cock. If I do anything you don’t like, let me know and I’ll stop.”
“I’m ready. I hope I don’t smother you or anything.”
I can’t keep the smile off my face for anything. I put one hand under each buttock and put her forward until my mouth collides with her clit and murmur, “I’d be a fuckin’ sad excuse for a man if your delicate body could be anything but perfect.”
I brush my tongue against her swollen clit.
It’s just waiting for the pleasure I want to give.
Her scent alone is making my cock leak all over the place.
I love the way she trembles against my tongue.
“You taste fuckin’ amazing,” I murmur, not wanting to take my mouth away long enough to speak properly.
Her expression is all naked desire as I lap away.
She wants me, needs me and I have no intention of disappointing her tonight.
I use my fingers to open her slit gently and admire the perfection of her body.
Her tender flesh is the most beautiful shade of pink.
I love every single thing about this moment.
I give a long, hard lick through her luscious folds, ending with a swirl around her clit.
Pride surges in my chest when she writhes against my tongue.
I take my time discovering what she likes, using my fingers to open her up a bit more with each pass of my tongue. My Natalie’s honest responses make it easy to figure out what feels good to her. She reacts strongly when I find her g-spot.
Something about the sounds she makes when I pleasure her drives home the fact that Natalie is it for me. No woman will ever do after touching and tasting her. Her moans are like music to my ears. I can’t ever remember enjoying myself so much with a woman.
Just when I’m starting to settle down and enjoy myself, her whole body tenses up.
I boldly shove my tongue all the way into her core and use one thick finger to rub across her wet clit.
I feel like I’ve won the fuckin’ lottery when she comes all over my tongue.
I can feel her body convulse around my tongue.
I’m a dirty bastard for loving that so much but right now, I’m so deep in the gnawing need being with her creates that I don’t even care.
As long as she’s happy with what I’m doing nothing else in the world matters to me.
I delight in the way she says my name in a disapproving tone while still rubbing herself against my tongue.
I doubt she was expecting the intense pleasure I just gave her, being the sweet little virgin that she is.
My success so far makes me want to be even more careful with her.
I want her to always think of pleasure when she thinks of me.
I continue to lap even when she eases back because it’s hard to stop. I concentrate on cleaning up all her delicious honey with my tongue. She just sits on my face looking down at me like I hung the moon.
After a few minutes she eases back and sits primly on my chest. I’m not gonna lie.
I like being her chair almost as much as I like licking her to orgasm.
I was born for this. If I ever wondered why I was born into this miserable world, now I know.
It was to lick her clit, protect her and make sure the darkness of this world never consumes her.
My cock is throbbing like it has a heartbeat of its own, but I don’t care. I’m more than happy to give her another orgasm with my tongue if she’ll let me.
“I forgot to mention something important,” she tells me breathlessly.
I shoot up onto one elbow. “What? Did I do something wrong? Are you okay.”
She shoves me back down onto the bed with one hand and laughs. “Calm down. Everything’s fine. In fact, I’m better than I’ve ever been.”
Pulling her long hair over one shoulder, she smiles down at me.
“The thing I forgot to mention is when it comes to you, I’m a greedy lady.
I want it all with you, your love, your respect, your talented tongue and your cock.
I want to wear your cut and have your babies.
I want it all with you and I won’t take no for an answer because I know you want me too. ”
I curse under my breath because this woman has so thoroughly outmaneuvered me.
When she starts moving backwards and stops with her pussy spread open over my painfully hard cock, my world stops spinning.
In this moment there is only me and the woman I love, as she settles over the tip of my leaking cock.
Innocently awkward is the best way to describe her trying to swallow my cock into her eager body. But she’s also a lady who knows what she wants from me and isn’t afraid to ask for and take what I’m so eagerly offering her.
“I don’t think takin’ my cock is going to be as easy as you think it is, sweetness.”
“Quiet,” she teases. “You’re interrupting my concentration.”
I snort a laugh at her words. Natalie is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
She campaigned to be mine, made sound arguments and convinced me.
And here she is, boldly tryin’ to take my cock.
Being all kinds of ambitious. I don’t think I’ve ever had a woman want me this much.
So, I reach down, put my hands on her hips and tilt her so she can better take me.
Instead of a bloody war, her efforts turn into a minor skirmish.
She glances up at me and smiles, as she slowly slides down my cock.
“If I could, I would suck it in for ya. Unfortunately, cocks aren’t designed that way.”
She lets out a small laugh as she slides the last inch into place. Then she sits up, lifting her chin. “Bet you didn’t think I could do that, did you?”
“No ma’am, I most certainly did not. But I’m glad you did. It’s quite an accomplishment for a first timer.” Gesturing down at my groin, I add, “I’ve got a cock that whores struggle to take.”
She slaps my chest playfully. “New rule. No talking about other women when we’re naked.”
Letting my hands slide up to cup her breasts, I tease her nipples just the way she likes.
“So, there are rules now. I don’t know if I’m cut out for fucking with rules.”
She leans over me again and smiles. “What in the world are you talking about. You’re nothing but rules. You’ve got one for every occasion.”
My soon-to-be old lady is not wrong about that shit.
I create rules for everything because I learned early in life that rules made my life more predictable.
I dip my head down to give her a sweet, lingering kiss.
She opens her mouth, allowing me to swoop in and tangle tongues with her.
In this moment, I’ve forgotten everything about why I thought this was a bad idea, and I’m all in.
When she begins to move, a kind of possessiveness forms in my mind that I’m not proud of. I love the way she came to me when she needed my strength, told me she loved me and made me see her as potential old lady material. Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t unsee it.
Looking up into her beautiful face while she rides my cock makes something harden in my newly shifted resolve.
I’m taking her to me, making her my old lady and eventually my wife.
I’ll love and cherish her, protect her and let her ride my big ugly cock all she wants. I’m nice that way, I think wryly.
My internal thoughts splinter when she finds her rhythm, giving me what only a woman can. I don’t know how long we move together but eventually her core tightens and she comes all over my cock screaming my name. She tries to ride it out, but her legs are shaking too badly for her to keep moving.
I roll over, careful to keep my weight off her and finish in a handful of strokes.
When I fill her with my hot cum, she clenches down in one more orgasm, digging her nails into my chest. She just keeps telling me yes and saying to do it just like that.
My chest swells with a kind of pride I’ve never known.
Natalie is a hot, sweaty, sated mess beneath me, and I made her that way.
I move off her and drag her into a warm embrace, making her my little spoon.
She cuddles up to my arm and drifts off into an exhausted sleep.
Not me. I lay there thinking of all the fights I’m gonna have to fight to keep her.
It doesn’t matter who or for how long. I’ll fight the whole world to keep what she offered me tonight.
If it comes to it, I vow to burn it all down and remake it into a world where we can be together without shame and judgment.