19. Gage
CHAPTER 19
Gage
F uck, she’s so beautiful and her pussy tastes so fucking good!
I think I’m hooked for life.
The idea that almost every single one of her sexual firsts is going to belong to me is thrilling me beyond logical comprehension.
I might not have been her first kiss. But I’m the first and only man to ever make her come like this.
The first to ever touch her most feminine, secret places, the first man to ever put part of him inside of her, and the first to taste her unique private flavor.
And, more importantly, I’m going to be the first and last to get inside her virgin pussy.
Fuck, yes. She's mine to please, protect, and own for the rest of our natural lives and beyond.
I pull my tongue out of her and go back to lapping up and down her slit, teasing her swollen clit on every upstroke. She’s shaking all over and about ready to either come again or pass out by the looks of things, so I decide to put her out of her misery and give her one more fast orgasm.
I start to lick over and around her clit, building a constant rhythm of sharp little jabs alternated with side-to-side strokes. Piper’s lower body starts to really buck against my face, her fingers gripping every part of me that they can reach, my hair, my nape, my beard, with a desperation and a need that make me even hotter than I was up until right now.
I stop all movements and let her fuck her cunt against my tongue, her hips rocking faster and faster as she tries to crush my mouth with her hot creamy pussy even more.
I’m practically in pussy heaven right now, and I know that I could spend five hours lapping up her juices and still want more; the only thing stopping me from actually doing it is that I need to fucking release before I fucking faint from the strain of holding my cum back.
Piper’s cries of lust and my groans against her heated, wet center are the only sounds filling the room now.
I feel one of her hands grip my nape tighter as she begs me to help her, and I grab her thighs and slide her further up my shoulders, bringing my mouth even closer to her pussy. I lick and suck her clit until I can no longer breathe, and she’s screaming my name again; all the while, my fingers are digging way too hard into the milky soft flesh of her thighs as I bury my whole face in her and I know I’m probably being too forceful and she’s going to have marks marring her skin tomorrow, but I can’t make my fingers unclench right now. Besides, the idea of having a visible sign of my possession on her body is turning me the fuck on even more if possible.
I feel Piper’s thighs lock around my head until she’s this close to strangling me with her need, and I can only think this will definitely be the way to go if I could pick one for myself!
Her fingers drag away from my nape and dig into my back as she grips me there with one final pleasure-filled scream, and then she lets go.
I can feel her sweet cunt thrum under my lips and tongue as I continue to usher her through the final throes of her passion.
Her body seizes up in pleasure, she’s rolls her hips against my mouth one more time and then floats back down on the mattress her limbs falling away from me when she’s finally sated.
Even more of her hot liquid pleasure slides over my tongue and down my chin, flooding my senses and making me grunt into her quivering cunt at how even more delicious she seems to taste now.
The strength of her orgasm and the feel of her cunt, still breathing and clenching under my lips, are what finally crack my control, and now I can’t fucking wait another moment to unload.
I can’t hold back anymore. I give her sweet pussy one last kiss and pull away from her. I move back a little and kneel between her spread thighs. I look down at my monster and see that it’s so erect that my crown is peaking from the wet waistband of my boxer briefs. It looks nearly purple now, and it’s steadily dripping pre-cum like a broken faucet. The front of my jeans is soaked through and looks like a total mess.
I push my jeans off my ass a bit and pull my cock fully out in the open, breathing a sigh of relief as cool air touches the unbearably tense wet skin of it.
My balls are hanging tight and painful, and it feels like they weigh a ton. I'm so hard that my dick is practically curving upward toward my belly button. The only reason the big bastard isn't actually plastered to my lower stomach is that it's too damn heavy and long, and gravity is pulling it down. My length is twitching and bouncing in the air as the seed is practically boiling in my nuts, and I feel like I could go off without even fisting myself right now.
I hear a little gasp, and my eyes snap back to Piper’s face.
I realize that her eyes are lowered and focused on my hard cock, and she looks a bit shell-shocked.
I guess this is the first real good, unobstructed look she’s had of it.
Up until now, she’s been rubbing against it, but now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve seen her taking peeks at me; her eyes are usually glued to my torso since she really has a thing for the ink I have on it.
“Babe, you good?” I ask, breathing hard.
My little doll is staring at my swollen dick with her mouth hanging open and her eyes open wide.
She looks up at me and gives a tentative nod, then looks down at my cock again. “Su-sure… it’s just that… uhm… you know… I felt it before and thought it was big… but yeah… that’s… that’s… um… really… big,” she blabbers at me, and her incredulous tone of voice and the expression of almost awe on her face make me laugh despite how close I feel to fucking blowing up.
I don’t know what I could possibly say to that. If she needs reassurance about our respective sizes, she’s going to have to wait a bit because right now, my brain is beyond coherent speech.
I let go of a shaky breath and grab the base of my cock, giving myself a firm squeeze. “Baby, I really need to come,” I tell her, way past trying to be a gentleman at this point.
I start to climb on top of her, and she uses her elbows to hike herself along the bed until she’s half sitting up and I’m hovering over her, dick in hand and jaw clenched tight, feeling like just her eyes on me could make me go off right now.
I’m caging her against the bed with one of my knees on the outside of each of her spread thighs, the vision of her wet pink unfucked pussy doing nothing to help me keep my cum in check.
Keeping my eyes on her curvy beauty all laid out for my pleasure, I grip the base of my cock harder and then start to jerk over her cute little belly, drops of my pre-cum that’s looking thicker and thicker by the second, are falling onto her unmarked skin. My eyes devour her curves as I stroke myself hard, now only a few pumps away from coming.
I look at her big, beautiful breasts capped by all that pink softness and those deliciously tight little nipples, and I can’t wait to shoot my load all over them.
I see one of her hands coming into my line of view.
I pull my eyes away from her tits and see that her gaze is fixed on the hand I’m shuttling up and down my cock, her eyes filled with more than a hint of lust and curiosity.
She’s timidly trying to touch my tip with one finger.
I force my hand to stop all motion –my dick protesting at having its pleasure suddenly curtailed– and I once more look into her eyes.
“You wanna touch it, baby doll?” I rasp out, my voice nothing but husky gravel at this point.
I see the hollow in her throat drawing back as she takes a breath before answering me, and then her little finger does reach for my crown and taps it, making me bite back a moan as my cock bobs in response.
“Yes,” she murmurs, her teeth sinking into her full lower lip in that way she has that makes my dick hard. She sits up a little more, smiling at me, her hand once more stretching toward me. “It feels so soft… like wet velvet, and yet it’s so hard,” she muses.
I gulp down air, clenching my jaw as I try to control my breathing.
Her talking dirty to me, about my cock no less, and with such a look of wonder on her face, it’s not helping my cause one bit.
She slowly tracks her index down one side of my dick, sliding her fingertip from head to base, and then moves to the other side and does the opposite thing tracing the length of my erection upward until she’s tapping my tip again.
Shit. Her touch is both something I’m crazy to feel and the last thing I need right now, but I’ll make do for her if she really wants to do this.
“What do I do? What would you like…”
I reach down to cup her chin. “Anything, baby. You can do anything, and it will all feel good to me.”
Piper nods and goes back to exploring to her heart’s content, driving me batshit crazy in the process.
Still, I hold on.
It means the fucking world to me that she wants, needs , to touch me, that there’s reciprocity in our desire to give the other pleasure.
She softly rakes her short, blunt, pink-colored fingernail over the swollen vein just under my cockhead, and I feel my balls draw up again as my dick gives one big powerful jerk, spewing even more pre-cum and making her gasp and slightly move back in surprise.
This shit would be funny, the way she’s handling my cock. She’s being way gentler than needed, as if afraid she could hurt me in some way, and at the same time, she’s looking at it like it’s some type of wild beast or something.
Then, again, on this last point, she might not be too far off the mark.
She taps the little slit at the top of my crown, and I shiver all over.
This is fucking torture!
I take a shaky breath and call her attention away from her rapt study of my erection. “Babe, I need to… I need more, okay? Put your hand around it and give it a squeeze,” I instruct at the end of my rope.
I need to come. Bad.
She nods and does as I ask, partially clasping my cock in her fist and gripping me there.
I huff out a ragged breath. “Now I want you to stroke up and down while keeping a good hold on it, baby doll.”
She tentatively clenches her fingers as best as she can around my significant girth and starts to pump my cock.
Finally!
I close my eyes, enjoying her touch for a moment, but then force them open again.
I need to see what she’s doing to me. Can’t miss the opportunity to have eyes on her little hand the first time it palms my cock.
“Harder and faster, sweetheart.”
She looks away from my jerking cock and up at me with a frown. “Are you sure?”
I gulp down. “Yeah, baby. It’s all good. You can’t hurt me like this…”
She follows my lead and grips me more decidedly, and then starts to stroke my dick faster.
Normally, I would need a little more to go over, but with her, she’s barely doing anything, and I’m already on the brink.
I’m moments away from coming, and it’s not simply because I’m at the end of my endurance by now. It’s because of her. Only her.
Having her hand on me, seeing how badly she wants to please me, is the best feeling in the world.
Nothing I’ve ever done before could ever compare.
Her much shorter fingers only fully cover one side of my length, but it feels better than my much bigger hand ever did.
Piper strokes her fist up and down my length, squeezing on the way down with each pump, and I groan in pleasure, throwing my head back as even more pre-cum seeps out of my over-sensitive slit.
Working on instinct alone, she starts to twist her wrist a little on the upstrokes when she reaches my crown, and I hiss out a breath.
“Fuck!” I grunt, my eyes drifting closed even if I’m dying to keep them open.
This is so good! It feels so amazing…
I don't ever want the sensation to stop, but I know it will be over soon, whether or not I want it to end.
“Fuck, I’m going to come, baby doll. Don’t stop!” I warn her, letting my eyes fall on her beautiful face and her nakedness as I reach down to wrap my hand around her, forcing her to grasp the root of my cock even harder than she was and stopping her jerking motion as my balls finally give out and I let go in the most powerful, best orgasm of my life.
I’m keeping her hand under mine, my hips driving into the double-fist we’ve made together as my body goes rigid all over and I freeze.
Bliss hits me like a kick in the stomach, knocking the air out of my lungs while I growl like a wild animal, my legs almost giving the fuck out on me as my heart lodges somewhere in my fucking throat.
The biggest load of cum ever rushes from my balls and through my cock and spews in a thick high stream. I watch, mesmerized, as the white jets land on her soft belly and pussy mound.
That’s when she surprises the fuck out of me.
I feel her other hand slipping between us and touching my balls, giving them a milking squeeze that really does make me fall forward, my knees too weak to hold me as I go off again; I watch as more seed volleys out of my cock, exploding over her breasts and glazing her tight pink nipples like cream over strawberries.
“Fuuuuk!”
The vision is enough to make me spurt out a third, weaker spray before I fall on Piper like a stone.
I’ve never unloaded this much cum in my freaking life!
Let alone come twice this close together.
Didn’t even know my body could do this shit!
“You, okay, big guy?” Piper asks and her voice sounds like I’m crushing her.
“I think you just killed me,” I pant.
She starts to laugh at my ass, her arms sneaking over my back to hold me close.
I turn us on our sides, still keeping her to me, not caring that I’m smearing my seed all over our sticky, sweaty bodies.
I’m too fucking spent for cleanup right now. I need a nap after this shit!
We lie down facing each other for a while, bodies still plastered together as I regain my breath, and then I turn onto my back, taking her with me.
We stay like this for a while, just snuggling and kissing, and incredibly enough, my spent cock starts to react to her closeness again. With her, it appears I don’t need much recovery time.
She must feel it move against her thigh because she scrunches up her nose and then looks down at my dick.
“Does it… like… ever go to sleep or something?” she asks.
I chuckle. “Not around you, it doesn’t!”
She reaches down to tap its underside, sending it into a twitching frenzy, and then she smiles. “It’s cute for such a blunt instrument,” she considers, her voice low and playful.
Before I know what hit me, she’s sliding down my body and kissing my cock on the crown, causing it to start to jerk and swell again.
I groan. “Piper! If you keep this shit up, there will be no breakfast and no leaving this bed for you any time this millennium!” I scold her, but secretly I’m pleased that she has the confidence to play like this with my dick.
I want her to always feel happy and at ease when we’re like this, and this is definitely a step in the right direction.
She shrugs. “What? I’m not doing anything bad! I was only giving it a kiss thank you for keeping me so happy for the past few days… I think we’re going to become the best of friends, him and I.”
I laugh, kissing her temple. “How are you a virgin with a mouth like yours?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out…”
I shake my head at her sass.
“No, Piper… seriously. Why?”
She sighs. “I think I didn’t lose it before because I had yet to meet you, that’s all.”
My heart does a double take in my chest.
I can’t say anything or do anything for several seconds, and then I do the only thing possible: grab the back of her head and kiss her until we both can’t go on anymore.
“You do have a way with words, baby doll,” I whisper on her lips as we both gasp for air.
She gives me a big smile. “Why, thank you kindly, sir…”
My dick has no finesse and no respect for romance, so it jerks against her thigh again, leaving a trail of pre-cum on her skin.
She looks down again, giggling, and starts to sing to it. Pink by Aerosmith, of course.
I laugh when she reaches the part about wanting to be your lover and wanting to wrap you in rubber…
“Well, that’s apt since you’re serenading my dick,” I deadpan, sending her into fits of laughter.
"I don't know exactly what the original lyrics intended, but I mean, come on… pink, it's my favorite crayon …"
I glower at her. “Did you just compare my cock to some kind of pencil?”
She snort-giggles. “Well, an oversized one… and definitely my favorite, too.”
I chuckle, pulling her to my side. "Good save, babe."
I slide one hand between us and don’t stop until I reach the wetness of her hot pussy.
I tap her clit and sing another part of the lyrics to her. As far as double entendres, the song is rife with them, after all, if you’re someone with their minds forever in the gutter. Which, apparently, we both are.
I rub circles into her clit, singing the pink bing on the cherry part, which I think is only fitting, and she starts to laugh anew.
“You know the lyrics, too?” she asks, surprised.
I snort. "Please! Of course I do! You made me listen to that damn song so many times in a row that I know the words by heart at this point!"
She starts to laugh so hard that she can barely breathe and doesn’t stop until I push my mouth on hers again, her smiling lips stilling under mine as my tongue seeks hers for another deep kiss.