Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
Phoenix
Lyric laid me down gently on his bed, the fluffy comforter pillowing up around me like a puffy cloud. Not once did he break eye contact as he stripped off his clothes.
When he yanked down his boxers, his hard dick popped out and my nerves roared back to life. It was big, long, and thick. How would all of that fit inside me? My cheeks flushed, my thoughts immature and high schoolish. It would fit. He would go slow. I’d loosen up.
He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs, his head dropping to kiss me.
We kissed and kissed before he moved further down, his cock brushing against the side of my leg and sending a pulsating sensation of desire through me.
He dragged his hot kisses all over my jaw and neck, stopping when he reached my breasts to take his time.
I arched my back, thrusting myself into him more, the need for release so foreign yet so insistent and relentless, it couldn’t possibly be ignored.
Lyric lifted his head when he’d had his fill and his molten eyes locked onto mine. “Have you ever touched yourself before? Made yourself cum?”
I shook my head and looked away, embarrassed by my inexperience.
He gently tapped the side of my cheek. “You don’t have to be embarrassed.
It’s okay if you haven’t. I want to watch you touch yourself, explore what you like, and watch you come undone.
But first, my greedy ass needs to taste you and watch you fall apart underneath me. ”
And then his head was between my legs, and his hot tongue was inside my pussy, eliciting a feeling I’d never ever experienced before.
With two fingers, Lyric spread my pussy open and licked and sucked up and down my seam before settling on my clit.
He didn’t stop and my cries turned into shouts as a wave of pleasure so big and so powerful built inside me.
This must be it. What it felt like to orgasm.
To release all the pains of life and fall into pure unadulterated bliss, if only for a few amazing seconds.
Lyric sucked hard once more on my clit and that’s all it took for the wave of pleasure to reach its peak and crash down over me hard and fast. My legs shook and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as I sunk into the bed, calling out his name.
He didn’t stop until he’d coaxed another orgasm out and then another, something I never knew my body could experience.
My legs felt like wet noodles, a peaceful serene feeling coming over me as I slipped my eyes closed.
But then I felt his mouth on mine, the taste and smell of my pussy strong on his beard, and I liked it. I liked the taste of myself, my pleasure heightening from our passionate kiss.
“Are you ready? If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop. I’ll go slow, okay?” Lyric’s soothing voice filled my ear and while part of me tensed with anticipation, the other part was excited, ready to feel his cock inside me for the first time, ready to truly give myself to him.
The tip of his dick pushed inside, slowly, inch by inch, and surprisingly it didn’t hurt, only felt like pressure.
Lyric inched in more and a sharp pain shot through me, leaving behind a burning sensation.
Tears popped into my eyes at the unexpected pain and Lyric kissed them away. “I’m sorry, baby. Want me to stop?”
I shook my head, and he eased in some more. When he was all the way in, I relaxed my muscles and loosened up around him, adjusting to the mix of pain and pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” Lyric moaned into my neck before kissing my collarbone and along my shoulders. He moved very slowly, in and out, his strokes gentle as he opened me up from the inside. “Are you okay?”
I nodded. The pain had passed, the burning sensation slowly fading away and being replaced by pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his waist, lifting my hips higher to give us a different angle and Lyric picked up speed. Sensations of pleasure built inside me once more.
But Lyric didn’t stop there. He changed our positions, moving from him on top to me on top, to on our sides, and doggie style. I lost count of the orgasms, mini ones he had a way of coaxing out of me.
“I’m going to come so hard. Come with me, baby.” Lyric slapped my ass playfully as he fucked me from behind. His thrusts picked up speed and moments later, he came inside me, a deep, guttural roar emerging from his chest. I chased another orgasm and found it, my body spent in the best way possible.
We collapsed together on the bed and wrapped our arms and legs around one another. “Wow.” I mumbled. “Now I kind of see what the hype is all about.”
Lyric chuckled. “It’s not always that good. Depends on your connection with the person. Ours is unmatched.” He wrapped his arms around me and held on tight.
“That makes sense. But can sex ever really be bad?” I asked with genuine curiosity. How could something that felt so good be bad?
“It can be, trust me. From dicks not working, to women dealing with dryness, to the stresses of everyday life, or simply being tired, it’s a lot to deal with.
And most people don’t talk about it.” Lyric rubbed his hardening cock against my thigh once more and grinned.
“But right now, we don’t seem to have any of those problems. So, let’s enjoy our good sex then, yeah? ”
“Yes, please.” I laughed and dipped beneath the covers until my head was level with his cock. When I wrapped my lips around it, he groaned. I was dying to taste him and this time, I wanted to bring him all the pleasure.
My shyness morphed into boldness.
And damn, was it so good. So fucking good.