Sinner
Anastasia and I spent most of the day at the Nashville Zoo.
We both had discovered we had a love for animals, especially those at the zoo.
Not only were there animals on exhibit, but we took in a few shows, rode on the carousel, and zip-lined, even though I had to talk her into it since heights weren’t her thing.
Luckily, after zip-lining, Anastasia said she liked it and would do it again.
Before we left, we had an early dinner and topped it off with ice cream at the Fat Cow creamery.
We returned to my place around eight o’clock.
It was now ten, and we were snuggled in my bed, watching a nature documentary, to carry on the animal theme of the day.
However, I was only half-paying attention to the television.
I was more caught up in the feel of her in my arms and the scent of her freshly bathed body.
I wanted to repeat what we did the previous night.
Of course, I’d prefer to go further, but I would be pleased with another make-out session.
The reason I didn’t initiate was that I didn’t want her to feel as if the only thing I wanted when we were like this was sex.
A baby koala came onto the screen, distracting me.
Or it did until she ran her hand resting on my chest down to my stomach.
When she got there, she kept going. I held my breath, then let it out in a rush as her hand cupped my half-hard cock.
Anastasia gently squeezed it, then rubbed her hand up and down my length.
I glanced down to find her giving me a sultry look.
“I thought I’d help you out with this. It looks like it might be getting painful. Unless it’s too painful, then I’ll let go.”
She partially lifted her hand away. I pressed it back down onto my rapidly growing cock.
“Don’t you dare. Unless you know you don’t want what’s about to be unleashed, keep your hand right there, Sia,” I stated hoarsely.
“Oh, I want it. I’ve been dying to get another taste of what we did last night,” she whispered.
That did it. I shut off the show, kicked the covers to the bottom of the bed, and captured her mouth with mine while my hand cupped one of her breasts. She was lying there in a short nightie. I had on a pair of briefs for her modesty’s sake, not mine.
Our mouths and hands were somewhat frantic, at times bordering on rough, and it only fired our desire hotter.
The difference this time was that when it came time for oral sex, we didn’t do it separately.
Neither of us was patient enough, so we ended up with her on top and us in the classic sixty-nine position.
Christ, it was even better than last night, if that was possible.
I licked her folds, dragging my tongue slowly up and down, then fluttering it at times to change up the sensation.
If I weren’t doing that, I nibbled gently with my teeth, sucked on her clit, and then flicked it with my tongue.
I ran my fingers up and down and then thrust in and out of her vagina, mimicking what I longed to do with my cock.
Anastasia drove me just as wild with her mouth and hands.
There were a couple of times I had her ease off, so I wouldn’t come.
I wanted to ensure she orgasmed a time or two before I gave up my load.
However, as she settled after her second climax, she released my cock and swung herself around to face me.
Her face was flushed, her pupils dilated, and she was panting.
“Reign, I need something more,” she rasped.
“Anything. Tell me what you want.”
She stretched herself until her mouth was on mine. She kissed me slowly and deeply, then moved back before I took over.
“I want you inside of me. I love what we just did, but I need all of you.” Anastasia gave me a pleading look as if she thought I’d say no.
“Sia, baby, I’ll give you anything you want or need. I need to be sure we’re on the same page first. You want us to have full-on sex, full penetration of my cock inside of you?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“God, you have no idea how much I want that too, but I want to be sure you don’t feel pressured to do it. I can wait, Sia.”
“Oh, Lord, no, I don’t feel pressured, honey. I know I should probably be more ladylike and wait, but I can’t. I swear, I’ve never been like this with anyone else. You drive me mad with longing,” she confessed.
“And you drive me insane. I know we haven’t gotten a chance to discuss our sexual experiences or urges.
We can do those first if you want. If not, all I want to say is, I’ll never ask you for anything you don’t want to give.
I can promise you I was tested not long ago, and the results came back negative.
And since then, I haven’t been with anyone. ”
“It has been a while for me, and I had myself tested when my last relationship ended. I’m negative, too. As for contraception, I’ve always been on birth control on top of using condoms,” she confessed.
“I’ve never gone without a condom, and I’ll use them with you.
But I want you to know that I see this becoming a long-term, hopefully permanent relationship.
When that happens, I’d like to revisit using condoms. I’d love to know what it’s like to have nothing between us, to feel everything. ” I confessed.
Her moan told me she would like the same thing. With that out of the way, we got back to making each other feel amazing. It didn’t take much kissing or fondling to have both of us revving to go.
I wanted to hold her gaze as I entered her for the first time.
Since she admitted it had been a while since her last time, I left her straddling me.
All it required was that I stretch my arm to my nightstand drawer.
I opened it and felt around until I found the condoms. I pulled out a strip of three.
I tore one off and let the other two stay on the stand. Anastasia removed it from my hand.
“Please, let me put it on,” she moaned.
I nodded and then watched as she encased my aching cock in the condom.
The way she sheathed me and ensured it was snug, and the tiny reservoir left at the tip, had me restlessly moving on the mattress.
As soon as it was ready, I held my cock erect.
Anastasia raised herself, poised over it, then slowly sank onto my cock.
A loud groan was torn from me. My beautiful woman gasped and moaned.
There were no signs of pain, just pleasure.
I swear I’d never felt anyone as tight as her.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I gritted my teeth to prevent myself from thrusting into her forcefully.
By the time she came to a rest with every inch of my cock buried inside of her scorching hot and wet pussy, we were both panting.
My fingers clutched her hips, biting into them a little. Her hands were resting on my pecs as she wiggled, making sure I was in place.
“Jesus! You’re like cling wrap. Incredible,” I muttered.
Anastasia giggled, which made me groan more.
“I’m taking the cling wrap as a compliment. You’re stretching me so much, so full.”
“Am I hurting you?” I asked, in alarm.
“No! No, not that, just intense but in a good way.”
“Tell me if it hurts. And you set the pace when you’re ready,” I told her, as I tensed to keep from lifting her up and down my length.
The urge to go animalistic was creeping up.
I had a high sex drive and liked my sex on the rougher side, but with her, I knew whatever she gave me would sate my urges.
As I waited, the image came to mind of me having her bound in my ropes and not only being drop-dead gorgeous in them from an artistic standpoint, but how hot it would be to fuck her as she was bound.
My cock jerked in response, causing her to cry out.
Between one blink and the next, Anastasia lifted herself until only the head of my cock remained inside, then she slid down to bury it fully again. It was about five strokes in before she made a frustrated sound.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I can’t go fast enough,” she muttered.
“I can help if you want.”
“Please.”
Taking the lead, I rolled her onto her back while somehow maintaining our connection. I still had the face-to-face I desired. I brought her bottom off the mattress, changing the angle, and allowing me to thrust faster and harder.
“That’s it. Yes, oh, Reign, don’t stop. You feel unbelievable,” she whimpered.
“Sia, you’re the one who feels unbelievable. I want to make you scream,” I told her raggedly.
“Do it. Don’t hold back. Show me what makes you wild,” she pleaded.
My hold on restraint eased. I held her up with her knees over the crooks of my arms, and I increased the pounding rhythm. Thirty seconds later, her nails bit into my forearms where her hands rested, and she tightened around me. Her cry was loud.
As she tried to wring my cock dry, I powered past it, holding onto my load by a prayer.
I sent up a silent thank you as she eased off.
Hunching over, I stroked in and out, but not as quickly or hard as before.
I wanted to prolong it as long as possible.
This move allowed me to kiss her passionately and then have my mouth on her breasts. Her shuddering moans fed my high.
Anastasia ran her hands all over my chest and tweaked my nipples. She did this for a few minutes, and then she ran her nails down my back to my ass cheeks. I knew she was close, so I increased my speed, letting go of more of my control.
When Anastasia crested and clenched around me, I let go. This second round, she screamed louder, and it was my name that escaped her.
As for me, I shouted, “Sia,” as jet after jet of cum was practically torn from my balls, or at least that’s what it felt like.
By the time we both stopped erupting, I hung my head, gasping for air, and dark spots danced around the periphery of my vision. Anastasia nuzzled my neck where it met my shoulder.
“Reign, I’ve died, but I was more than thrilled with the way I went,” she told me brokenly.
I chuckled, causing both of us to moan as it jiggled me inside of her. I hadn’t gone soft yet.
“Sia, baby, I double that sentiment. Give me time to regain my sight and ability to bear weight, and I’ll move.”
She patted my back. “Take all the time you need. You deserve it.”
I placed a tender kiss on her lips and replied, “That was all you.”
As our bodies cooled and our brains came back online, I knew without a doubt this would be something I’d want again and again with her.