“Huh?” I asked, turning to look at her.
“I want to watch your face when I slide in you the first time. We’re making love, Mark.” I felt a smile form on my face before I turned to kiss her, pulling her tight to me, feeling her erection press against me. “You do realise you’ve not fucked me that way either.”
“I’ve never really thought about it. I prefer seeing your face, and nothing sexier than you riding me.”
She remained silent, just gazing at me for quite a while. “I love you so much, Mark.”
“I love you just as much, sweetheart. I’ll be thanking Mike for a long time yet. If he hadn’t convinced me to go, I wouldn’t have met you.”
Ending up on my back, she kissed me as I felt my legs slowly spread, a pillow placed under my lower back. It was exactly the same thing I’d done to her our first night. Her eyes remaining on mine, I felt the head of her cock rub against me. I was surprised I didn’t tense up, and she seemed to notice that too. Her face lit up. “You want this?” she asked softly.
“I want you,” I replied, voice barely above a whisper.
Sitting up slightly, I felt her press against me a little firmer. She’d prepared me as best as she could, but her cock was still thicker than her three fingers. But I kept breathing and made sure I relaxed. Slowly but surely, the head of her cock spread me nice and wide, and quicker than I thought possible, the head of her cock slid inside my arse.
That did make me grunt, following by an immediate laugh by me and a giggle from her.
Meeting her eyes, I nodded as, although there was a little discomfort, it didn’t hurt. “If it hurts, you’re doing it wrong,” Cindy stated, slowly sliding more of her cock inside me.
Holy shit, it felt fantastic. I knew there were a million nerve endings down there, which is why anal could be so pleasurable, but her cock was absolutely wonderful. She took her time giving me her entire length before I felt she had nothing else to give. Her face lit up again. “That’s everything, baby. How does it feel?”
“I fucking love you,” I exclaimed, “And I definitely love your girlcock.”
She leaned down to kiss me deeply, tongues duelling playfully as always. Feeling her hands underneath my knees, she knew I wouldn’t be as flexible, but she pushed them back far enough that she could start thrusting into me comfortable.
“Holy shit!” I cried after barely a minute. It wasn’t a cry of pain. She realised that straight away. Now I knew why some men enjoyed having things inside them. Feeling Cindy’s cock sliding inside me, never taking the head out, but I loved the thrusting, I had to close my eyes a moment and just focus on the sensation of her thick cock inside me.
Feeling her lips against mine, I opened my eyes to see her leaning forward further. I nodded, as I knew what she wanted, watching as her arse started to rise and fall a little faster. She was pressing something inside me that I knew was my prostate. It felt like I need to pee at times, but the pleasure was almost overwhelming. She stroked my cheek. “It’s okay, baby,” she whispered.
“I had no idea,” I admitted, “I’ll admit, a little part of me has always wondered…”
She started to pump me a little faster. My cock was now almost unbelievably hard. I moved my hand to stroke myself, Cindy gently grabbing my wrist, sucking on my thumb. “No, cum without touching yourself. I’ll do it for you.”
She leaned forward, changing the angle as she thrust into me harder. Holy shit, that was absolutely perfect. The moan she made me release had us both chuckling as she moved faster and faster. “Oh god, fuck me!” I cried.
“I’m going to cry after I cum, Mark,” she said, watching her face as she started to really fuck me, “The emotions I’m going to feel.”
“I’ll hold you, sweetheart. I want to feel you cum in me too.”
Resting on her hands, I placed my hands around the back of her neck as she started to pound me. Within five minutes, I came without touching myself at all. The groan I released as I felt my cock just spurt and spurt and spurt would have been heard around her entire apartment complex. Cindy focused on fucking me hard. Her cock was now driving into me, reminding me of how hard I’d fucked her earlier. It was starting to hurt a little bit, as I simply wasn’t used to it, but the pleasure outmatched any lingering pain. I’d feel it the next morning. So be it. It would be worth it.
“I’m close, baby.”
“Cum in me, sweetheart. Just fill me.”
“Fuck, I love you,” she moaned softly, lasting barely another minute before my tight arse felt the throb of her cock, then a warm sensation as that first spurt fired inside me. More throbs, more spurts. She moaned softly with each one before it seemed to be over, leaving her cock buried inside me as she met my eyes.
Her lower lip started to tremble, raising my head to kiss her deeply. Resting my forehead against hers, she choked back a sob. She nearly got me going at the same time. “First time I’ve done that with someone I love,” she whispered.
“Cindy,” I whispered back.
“I have so much to tell you, Mark. I want to tell you everything.”
“Whenever you’re ready, and once you do, I’m just going to love you even more.”
She made to pull out, but I leaned forward, grabbing her arse. She knew what I meant by that, lying back and taking her with me. She got comfortable between my legs as she relaxed her head just under my chin. Her cock did eventually soften and fell out of me. It was weird feeling her cum leaking out of me, but I ignored it.
Rolling off my chest, she lay on her side as I turned to face her. She kissed me hard, pressing her body into mine so I’d hold her in my arms. “I love to fuck but I’m not dominant,” she explained, “At least, I’m not at heart. What we just did was perfect.” She paused before adding, “But I want you to fuck me hard from behind. I know the perfect thing to do when we’re really into it.” Her face broke out in a grin. “I think you’ll love it.”
“Will you want to do what we just did again?”
“Oh, god yes. Do you?”
“You can make love to me whenever you want, Cindy. And we can try anything you want, same as when I’m with you like that.”
Her lower lip trembled again. “Sorry, I’m being…”
I shushed her. “You’re human and have emotions. Trust me, I’m keeping a lid on most of mine here.”
“What’s the biggest emotion?”
“Complete and utter love and devotion.”
“So this is serious?”
“I hope it is.”
She left a soft kiss on my lips. “It definitely is.”
Fifteen minutes later, she was between my legs again, her cock buried in my arse. Now that I was used to her, this time she fucked me harder. I urged her on to fuck me harder, and she certainly started to give it to me. After around ten minutes, I suggested I turn around. I really didn’t mind and she took all of five seconds to agree.
Getting on my stomach, I lifted my arse enough that she could slide inside me easily. Feeling her lean forward, she left soft kisses up my back before I felt her head next to mine. “Are you ready?” she asked.
“Fuck me, Cindy. Just fuck me. Fuck me like that, and I’ll return the favour.”
“I hope so.” She nuzzled into my neck. “Love you so much, baby.”
Pressing into my shoulder, she poured a little more lube first before she really started to drive her cock into me. That earned a few grunts, but holy shit, it felt wonderful. Her cock was just perfect. We built up a good sweat as she fucked me, no idea how long she lasted that second time. The sound of her skin slapping against my butt was amusing. Her language got rather dirty at times, which I found an even bigger turn on. Things like ‘You love my big thick cock, don’t you?’ but nothing I’d consider derogatory. I’d never call her a ‘slut’ while we made love, and she didn’t call me that back either. She did demand I tell her I love her cock. Like I was going to deny that?
“I’m going to make you beg for this every fucking day,” she growled.
“I’ll suck you first before you fuck me,” I retorted.
“Maybe I’ll just fuck your face,” she grunted, really pounding me, fairly sure she was getting ready to cum again.
“Then I’ll just fuck you hard in return,” I replied, turning to look at her. She looked beautiful, brunette hair plastered to her sweat covered forehead, breasts jiggling ever so slightly with every thrust, her body taking on a pinkish hue due to her exertions.
“I want your cock all the time, Mark,” she admitted, “In my mouth, in my arse… You should fuck my tits too.”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart. I’m yours.”
“And you’re mine,” she whispered, “I’m getting close.”
She leaned forward again, pressing her body into mind, feeling her breasts press into my back as she really started to drive her cock into me, earning more than one grunt as she was beyond being gentle now. “Fuck me,” I groaned.
“So close,” she whimpered.
Then I felt her fill me again. It was once again a feeling of bliss, the throb of her cock, the feeling of each spurt filling me, the feeling of her body pressing into mine, each deep breath… Soon as she was empty, I felt her relax on top of me, able to move just enough to turn and see her face. She pulled out rather quickly, turning me onto my back so she could relax on top of me again, cuddling her in my arms.
“Holy shit, you’ve worn me out!” she exclaimed, giggling away.
We laid like that for at least half an hour before we got up and headed to her bathroom. I was surprised when she started to run a bath. Ten minutes later, after she’d added bubbles, scented oils, and lit a couple of candles, she was sitting back against me as we shared a bottle of wine.
“I can’t remember being this happy,” she said softly. I pulled her a little tighter to me. “Do you have questions, Mark? About me and my life?”
“A have a few.”
“Anything on your mind now?”
“Well, I am wondering about your family. Have brothers and sisters?”