Chapter 6 #2
“Yeah, that’s it, baby,” he growls, his fingers biting into my hips. My pussy is clenching in little spasms, eager to receive him. Experimentally, I lift right up and lower myself a half inch onto him.
I gasp out as a sharp pain pierces me.
“Not like this.” He holds me still. “I’m gonna make everything nice for you.” He lifts me off his lap and I stand up, a little confused.
He tears his jeans all the way off, then he opens the cupboard and takes out some sheets.
I watch, taking in his sexy body, his massive thick cock jutting out like a flagpole as he prepares the bed for us.
There’s something tender in the way he arranges the sheet, and the pillow, and it connects directly with my heart.
This is way more than scented candles and love poems.
This is real.
He takes my hand and leads me to the bed, then he lays me gently down on my back, arranging the pillow for me. He kisses me, long and deep. “I know it’s not much here,” he says. “But I want this to be real special for you. Your first time and all.”
“It is,” I tell him, and I mean it.
“You’re so sexy, so perfect,” he says, as he spreads my thighs wide and takes me in. It’s embarrassing, but sexy, the way he’s looking at me like this. Then he dips his head to my pussy.
Holy hell, he’s licking me. His soft, velvety tongue is running all up my slit.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he mutters. I love the feel of his wet, rough tongue as he licks me eagerly, like he can’t get enough.
“So good,” he repeats as his lips fasten onto my clit.
God, his mouth is amazing.
He circles around and around in some crazy, amazing rhythm, and before I know it, little tremors are starting up inside me.
“Fuck. I’m going to—” I get out, a second, before I explode. Boom. Right under his tongue. My pussy spasms out of control, and waves of ecstasy pour through me, from head to toe.
He keeps going, making sounds of enjoyment as he laps up my juices. When my body finally quits shuddering, he slides up my body and kisses me again. I taste my salty sweetness on his lips.
“So goddamn sexy,” he mutters. “Every bit of you.” When I feel his cock rubbing up against my pussy again, I moan.
“I need you inside me,” I choke out.
Stinger reaches down, takes his cock in his hand, and presses it to my entrance. It’s easier like this, with my pussy loosened up from my orgasm.
“Your little virgin pussy is so tight,” he says as he pushes more of himself inside me. There’s another bloom of pain and I cry out.
“Easy, honey,” he says, and withdraws. He goes slow with me, patiently, pushing a little bit more of himself into me with every thrust. Pain and pleasure mingle together, but I don’t want him to stop.
My body craves all of him. I cling tight to his back as his thick cock breaks through my virginity.
“Give it to me,” he croons. “Give me your little virgin pussy.”
He keeps working, working into me. It’s too much. I want to tell him I can’t take it, then he gives a little jerk, and it’s all the way in. I give a wild cry as he fills me all the way up. His pelvis butts against my clit, and my pussy is throbbing like crazy. I stare at him stunned.
“That’s it,” he says. “I’ve got your virginity now.”
“Yeah, you got it,” I manage to say.
And then he starts to fuck me.
Holy hell. Stars and rainbows and volcanic eruptions.
He fills me up, his cock stretching my virgin pussy with every stroke. His big fierce body, rutting into me. I hold on tight, the friction setting my insides on fire.
“Oh, God, I’m going to come again,” I mutter.
“Yeah, that’s right, come around my cock, baby,” he growls.
His thrusts are getting rougher, jerkier, and I feel his forearms trembling.
“You got protection?” he mutters.
“Yes,” I say. A lie, but I don’t want him to stop.
He gives a groan of relief and something unlocks inside him. His big cock pounds me faster and faster. At the moment that another climax knocks me senseless, he lets go with a roar. I feel his cum splashing inside me, boiling hot and forceful. Flooding my womb.
He collapses on top of me, but angles his body, so he doesn’t crush me. I cling to him tight, running my hands down his broad perspiring back.
He took my virginity, I say to myself over and over. This big cock that’s still hard inside me, took my virginity. In the middle of a blizzard.
“You okay, honey?” he whispers in my ear.
“Yeah. That was great,” I say.
“It was.” His eyes lock onto mine. “And I’m not done yet.” He pulls out of me halfway, then pushes back in again. I let out a little gasp. I thought I was sated, but turns out I’m not done either.
“I’m gonna fuck you, every which way,” he says. He eases back and sits up so he’s looking down at me. “Want to make you come all over my cock, all night long.”
I give a ragged groan as he pushes in and out of me.
He’s holding my legs wide apart, watching himself plowing into me.
I’m already full of his cum, but it seems like he wants to give me some more.
Without pulling out of me, he flips me over on my front, and fucks me face-down.
Then he pulls me up onto my hands and knees, and his hips butt against my ass while he pounds me from behind.
Holy crap. This wasn’t in the romance novels either. It’s fierce and wild, and I love it.
We go on for hours, in every possible position: me on top of him, me bent over the back of the driver’s seat. Him holding me up in his arms and pressing me against the wall of the cab. One orgasm rocks through my body after another, while he fills me with more and more of his cum.
I don’t know what time it is when my eyes finally start to fall shut. But Stinger gathers me up in his arms, and holds me tight, whispering adoring words into my ears. And I fall asleep, snuggled into his big arms, the little cab full of the scent of our mating.