downstairs. That only added to the thrill and excitement of the moment.
“I’m ready, Brice. I want to feel you inside of me, baby. Give me some now.” She said this as she looked at my penis in awe and started stroking it up and down. By now, I was trying to get her shorts and panties off, but I wasn’t going to put it in yet. I was going to make her wait like she had made me wait.
When her clothes were off and on the floor, I stuck my finger in, and she was so wet and hot. She let out this loud moan, and when I inserted a second and third finger, I thought she would go out of her mind. This entire time I was still sucking and kissing her neck and breasts. I was enjoying this because she wanted it so bad. By the time I entered her, she was soaking wet. I stuck it in with one quick dip. She sucked in her breath and took it all and started meeting my thrusts with the grinding of her hips. Slow, then fast. Up and down. Around and around.
Most women are a little afraid of my dick. Don’t laugh. I am dead serious. To put it mildly, I am well endowed; above average, so to speak. They freak out when they first see it and think that I am going to rip them apart or something. So I was being especially gentle with Mia; I didn’t want to hurt or frighten her.
“Baby, I don’t break. I’m not that fragile. Give it to me. I want to feel all of you.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. I gave her what she wanted; Mia took all of me over and over. She was moaning and grunting so loudly that I had to put my hand over her mouth so that my parents wouldn’t hear all the noise she was making. Mia was so wet that my dick kept slipping out. Finally I turned her around so that I could enter her from behind and fondle her breasts at the same time. It was erotic watching ourselves in the bathroom mirror as we made love. I could see every facial expression and movement that Mia made. I was laying it on her. . . . We both came at the same time. It was . . . it was . . . I can’t even describe it. I had never had an orgasm like that before. We looked at each other with these goofy grins, quietly redressed and went back into the den and rejoined my folks, who were both quietly snoring in their separate recliners.
After everything I had seen for myself and heard about Mia, I knew that I had to have her, and I didn’t mean as a girlfriend, either. I couldn’t live without her now, and I didn’t see myself in a long-distance relationship with her. I wanted her in my bed, in my arms when I closed my eyes at night. I only had one week left before I was scheduled to return to North Carolina and my military duties, which required a lot of travel on my part. I didn’t know what I was going to do. . . .
For the first time in my life, I followed my heart. I had gotten over the age difference between us. Mia was intelligent and grown up most of the time. She acted silly and childish only occasionally, and then I would have to remind myself that she was still pretty much a child. She was fiery and independent; that was fine as long as she knew I was the man. That she would learn. She hadn’t been out there too much sexually. She told me that she had only slept with three other guys. That pleased me, because she was still kinda pure, and I definitely knew what she liked and how to please her. I had slept with her two other times since that Sunday, and each time she was begging me for more. She couldn’t get enough.
Everyone was telling me not to hurt Mia. She was so sweet. Hell, who did they think I was? Yeah, I had been out there for a while. Hey, I was single, and pussy is pussy, but now I was ready to settle down and do the right thing with a lady I loved. My “dog days” were over.
So, to make a long story short, I proposed to Mia at the spur of the moment. I didn’t even have a ring yet. Later, I gave her my grandmother’s engagement ring. I just spoke from the heart, and she hesitated only a second before throwing her arms around
M. S. Parker, Cassie Wild