from him: his gigantic cock parting my folds, nearly breaking me in half
with his size. It’d been so long since I’d been with anyone, I knew I was
tight, but that didn’t change the fact that I wanted it hard and deep. Give
it to me! I thought.
It was then that Colt took his cock from
my mouth, slick with my saliva and glistening. The wetness between my legs was
pure insanity and seeing him standing over me, his huge dick erect and pulsing,
it was hard to wait a moment longer. I looked up at him, then closed my eyes,
moaning as if to beg him to shove his cock inside me. He looked down then
slowly slid my panties completely off. I lifted my legs up, making it easier.
And once I was completely naked, I spread my legs for him, letting him know I
was ready to be fucked as hard as he liked.
Colt kneeled down on top of me on the
couch, his hands pushing my thighs apart. I arched my back, waiting, waiting,
waiting… for his cock inside me . Then I emitted a loud moan, feeling the
delightful pain of being stretched by Colt’s enormous cock. I gasped after that
first thrust, my breathing shortened and my senses heightened as my folds
enveloped his cock.
I hadn’t expected this – to be filled
up so completely . Hours ago at the bar I had no idea what was ahead, no
sense that a mild flirtation would turn into a sensual invitation that would
commence such a passionate and hot fuck. Those gentle thrusts still caused the
slightest pain, my pussy so tight. I could tell Colt was holding back, sensing
that he was pushing my body to its max. I tapped him softly on the shoulder,
getting his attention. I brought my mouth up towards his ear and have it a
little nibbling, bite.
“You can go harder if you want to…” I whispered.
Chapter
Eight
Colton
I was gentle with her at first, showering her body
with kisses before that first thrust inside her. Her pussy so wet, but also so
incredibly tight. Hearing her soft moans, I knew I had to go slowly, to give
her the patient, soft thrusts that would build her to climax. But I could
hardly help myself, and the moment she told me I could go harder I started
stroking fast and deep.
I thrust my cock inside her as deep as it could go,
holding myself inside her, feeling her gyrating, pushing herself onto my
throbbing dick. She was loving it, loving the passionate fury of this hot fuck.
She liked it rough, but only with the right man. And I was the right man
tonight, with my hands clasped around her hips, sliding down to that
voluptuous, heartbreaking ass of her. I grabbed two handfuls and gave her a
hard thrust letting her know just how into her I was.
Each stroke was absolute perfection. I wanted more
and more of her, and every movement of my body let her know the depth of the
desire I felt. One couldn’t have a woman like this only one time and feel
satisfied; was it too soon to tell her that I wanted to do this again? That I
wanted to plan our next sex romp even before the first one was over? Maybe I
was crazy to think about that right now with my cock plunged deep inside that
tight, dripping-wet pussy. But the thing was that I didn’t want this to end…
ever.
I squeezed her ass even tighter with that thought,
my cock still throbbing as I thrust in and out of her. Clutching at her breast,
I brought my head down and sucked slightly on the nipple. Such a gorgeous,
gorgeous girl. And yet she knew how to fuck. She was absolutely great. That
body sent my blood boiling, and now here we were, the weather outside hinting
at the beginning of winter while inside we were working up a sweat on the couch
of her apartment.
I hadn’t fucked like this is a long time. I’d never
had sex like this before, never wanted a woman so damn much in my entire life.
She awoke something inside me that was difficult to put a name on. It wasn’t
just lust, it was beyond that, insatiable, yet perfect at the same time. Those
killer curves I thought to myself. She’d put a damn spell on me