CHAPTER 9 #2
“Don't hyperventilate on me!” he said.
I tried to pace my breathing, then nodded. I was intact. I'd survived. And I had the man of my dreams right where I'd wanted him from day one.
DeShaun watched my body slowly recover from every involuntary contortion he'd caused. “You're okay, right?”
I stared at him.
“Sasha?”
I gulped, then nodded.
“I'm going to give you more, okay?”
I wasn't convinced I'd any more of an anal passage to give him, yet as I looked beyond my rigid clit I could see he'd still plenty of length left. The sheer girth of his member had already speared me so well. “Yes, DeShaun, I'm ready.”
His smile gave away his enjoyment as he plunged yet further inside.
I wrestled the discomfort in silence. I had to adapt to him. It was essential, not just for our first time, but for what I hoped would be the thousands upon thousands of times to follow.
He stopped.
“My black Adonis,” I gurgled.
“I don't know if I can go any further, Sasha.”
“Try.”
He obliged.
My eyes rolled back in my head and I couldn't control the escalating scream from within until I felt a hand clamped over my mouth. I forced my eyes back under my eyelids and realised with relief the hand was my own. I'd subconsciously moved it there myself.
DeShaun grunted.
I felt him stop, and almost thanked him through my fingers.
“That's all of it.”
I'd taken all of it?
He held me on his hard on.
The perspiration from the back of my legs matted with the hairs on his thighs.
“You okay?”
I nodded.
“Babygirl, I need to hear it.”
I let my fingers slide from my face. “Yes, DeShaun,” I began hoarsely, then forced a more feminine twang to my voice. “I am... I really- Woah.”
He was starting to slide out of me.
It was such an intense rush, feeling my rectum try to retract again on him.
He stopped, still somewhat inside me, then slid himself back up.
I felt a false fingernail snap off in the bedsheet. “Oh my God, DeShaun, you're so deep in my ass!”
“You're okay,” he stated, beginning to build up a rhythm.
“I'm okay,” I said, unsure if I was.
He changed position, splaying my legs to either side of his hips and squeezing my clit against my body with his lower abdomen as he lay atop me.
I met his lips with mine.
He drove himself to the hilt inside me.
I encircled his tongue with my own, dragging my nails from the bed to his back.
DeShaun grunted into my mouth as he slid his cock down my tunnel, then back up, with more rapidity.
I hid my grimaces in loving embraces, determined to overcome the agony inside.
He powered faster, his balls slapping my perineum.
My solid sex was squashed beneath him, as I pressed my fingers into his flesh. I didn't want to hurt him, and placed them in a manner which avoided making contact with my nails.
He kissed me with more loving passion, yet fucked into me with more vigour.
I heard the squelch of his shaft in my sphincter. “Yes!” I cried. “I can't believe this is happening! Oh my God, you're so deep in me, DeShaun! I need you so much!”
He swept my hair from my forehead and kissed me again.
I dared meet his strokes with my own, gently moving my ass in time with him, for the first time.
He groaned his approval.
I held him tighter, as my joy triumphed over the sheer brutality of his behemoth. It was as if even the pain itself somehow cared. I felt the feelings he felt for me through his touch. I knew I was safe. I truly trusted him. And I was truly falling-
He staked me deeper than ever.
My cries of ecstasy and agony were muffled by his lips.
His eyes were open on mine.
I kissed him back harder, then felt his mouth smile around mine.
He shoved himself deep into me again.
I winced less than before.
DeShaun powered into my body.
I felt vulnerable in the intensity, yet protected in the nature.
I could sense his attraction and devotion in his every stroke, powerful and yet a privilege at the same time.
My anus stretched around every inch of his shaft, striking ludicrous sensations in parts of me I'd never been touched like this before.
I was breathless. I was giddy. I was spinning without spiralling.
“You're so fucking beautiful,” he snarled, breaking the kiss and staring at me.
I couldn't suppress my cries any longer. “Oh fuck! Yes, DeShaun! That's it! Give it to me! Oh my fucking God, you're so fucking big!”
He grunted louder with every thrust.
I felt the reverberations stretch to every nerve ending, as my locked legs around his back broke apart.
He thundered harder and faster into my ass.
My tiny she-balls were struck with more force through each ascending penetration, until it drove me to distraction and I had to reach down to protect them.
“You okay?” he asked, slowing.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I snapped. “Don't stop... Unless...”
He slowed further. “Unless what?”
I felt a familiar, filthy look take to my face. “Unless you're going to flip me over and fuck me from behind.”
DeShaun raised himself, grabbed one of my spread legs and used it to begin to turn me.
I felt his throbbing cock twist in my turning asshole and groaned through the most mesmerising of vibrations.
He had me suddenly face down.
I breathed deeply in and out, almost panting as I awaited him to resume.
DeShaun gently caressed my rump. “Babygirl, you've got the greatest ass I've ever seen.”
I deliberately squeezed his rod with my rectum.
“Oh fuck, Sasha.”
“Fuck my ass, DeShaun... Fuck it hard now... It's yours, you know it's-”
He slammed himself to the hilt inside me.
I unleashed a cacophony of squeals, screams and curse words, unable to form a fathomable sentence.
DeShaun took hold of my arms, pulling them back and hauling me onto all fours.
My asshole was pinned into position on his rampant cock, my entire body for his taking and my limbs splayed out wide.
My sphincter relaxed further, allowing him to slide faster and without any resistance left.
I was still in a lot of pain, but the pleasures he could bring to me in this position somehow outweighed the agony.
I was screaming in a wonderful concoction of lust and-
“Take it, Sasha!”
I was powerless to prevent anything he gave me, and with no wish to try. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass, DeShaun!”
He unashamedly pounded me.
I tried to meet the madness of his motions, propelling my buttocks back to his base, as his force rushed me to a higher plane.
He released my right arm.
My palm dropped to the bed. I used it to prop myself up for balance.
DeShaun reached to my rigid clit and started to pump her back and forth.
I was quickly lost in his touch, as the pleasure momentarily distracted my mind from the pain. “Oh my God, DeShaun, yes!”
He let go of my other arm.
Perspiration flew off my body as my hand landed on the bed.
His cock forced my body forward.
I had to dig the heels of my hands into the mattress to hold myself still.
He turned his palm faster over my she-phallus and piled himself to his balls inside me.
I felt the circumference of his mammoth shaft pulsate inside my anus and realised suddenly what was happening.
“Sasha!” he bellowed, as he ejaculated into the thin latex of his condom.
My own precum was merely a dribble in comparison, as his huge fingers locked to a standstill on my sex.
His bulging balls emptied into my rear.
I sucked for air.
DeShaun exhaled in my ear, his upper body stuck to my back.
My arms gave under me and I collapsed.
DeShaun was atop me.
I was lost in the last of his climax vibrating against the walls of my anus.
His hand held my clit tight.
I felt it twitch in his grasp.
“You,” he started, kissing my cheek, “are incredible.”
I tried to turn my face.
He met my lips with his.
I kissed him gently, hoping he knew how happy he'd just made me.
“Was that okay? Are you okay, Sasha?”
I smiled. “That was perfect, DeShaun... You're perfect.”
His cock moved up with my rear as I tried to make room for my erection beneath us on the bed, turning ever so slightly to my side.
“I have to tell you something,” I said.
A look of dismay crossed his face.
I placed a reassuring palm on his wrist. “No, it's nothing bad.”
“Okay?”
I looked deep into the whites of his eyes. “I'm yours, right?”
He nodded.
I hesitated. I knew the consequences for what I was about to say. “DeShaun, I can't help it... I'm falling in love with you.”