My face turned red when I walked into the bedroom and saw Jayce already lying on the bed with just a pair of shorts on, probably waiting for me. I had purposely put on a see-through nightgown which had beneath it, just lingerie, no bra. With a smile plastered on my face, I seductively walked over to the bed to meet Jayce and the moment I lay on it, he captured my lips in an intense kiss.
As he kissed me deeply, he let his fingertips trail down my long, slender throat, to the Ilf of my collarbone, and then a little lower to the top swell of my breast. He felt my suck in a gasp of air as he touched the space between my breasts, which was exactly the width of his middle finger.
The room was intensely silent. All he could hear was my breath, and his own heartbeat. Gently, he traced the shape of my breast, letting my fingers dip down the front of my dress.
I wasn’t wearing a bra. His thumb passed over my nipple, which was stiff, standing out against the thin material. I let out a little moan and he couldn’t stop.
He gently got off of me and pulled me to the edge of the bed before dropping to his knees in front of me. I was lying on my back. He pulled off the nightgown I had on, letting my beautiful breasts spill out.
My tits were creamy white, tear-drop shaped, with tan-coloured nipples. He took them into his hands and I moaned, pressing my breasts hard against his palms.
He could tell I was incredibly sensitive.
He took my breast in his mouth and began to suck. I moaned yet again, grabbing his head and pressing his mouth harder against my chest.
“Oh my god,” I groaned breathlessly. “Don’t stop.”
Jayce went back and forth between my breasts, sucking one nipple and caressing the otmy with his hand, then switching places, until my nipples were swollen and throbbing, and my pale breasts were fluId pink.
I threw my head back, arching my back to present my breast to him more readily, groaning with pleasure.
He knew I must be soaking wet. Kneeling between my thighs, He could smell the sweet, musky scent of my pussy.
It made him salivate.
He shoved my thighs apart and puId my skirt up. I was wearing panties; white cotton. He pulled the crotch
to the side, revealing aIl-pink pussy, gleaming wet.
He could not resist it.
He buried his face between my legs, inhaling that intoxicating scent. It turned him into an animal. He had to lick and rub his face in that sweet cunt, he needed to taste my, touch my, make my scream.
“Oh! Oh!” I gasped, thrusting my hands into his hair. I didn’t have to urge him on, he was eating my pussy like a starving man.
He was pushing his tongue all the way inside of me, then gently sucking on my clit and whilst at it, He reached up to caress those breasts again.
I could barely stand the combination of the two. I tried to hold back my cries, but it was impossible. I was writhing and grinding on Jayce’s face, while he kept hold of both breasts, squeezing and tugging on my nipples, massaging the whole breast and then pulling
his fingers all the way down to the tip.
my thighs were resting on his shoulders and I was squeezing around my head, my clit grinding back and forth on his tongue. I was breathing faster and harder, crying out as I gave one last convulsive clench of my thighs. my back arched and my entire body taut and shaking. He squeezed my nipples hard, heightening the intensity and pleasure for as long as he could. Then, at last, I relaxed, my face fluId and my skin glowing warm.
“Ohhh, what are you doing to me . . .” I groaned.
“I need you,” Jayce confessed. “I need more of you right now!”
As he hovered over body once more, I could feel his cock stiffening, pressing against my clit with only his shorts between them. I could feel my own body responding. He made my cum harder than I had in my life and I wanted more. I was dying to feel that same sensation flushing through my system, wiping every fear and stress out of my mind.
His cock was getting harder and harder, until the pressure on my clit was almost painful. His arousal made me aroused. It made me want to touch him the way he touched me.
I reached down and pulled down the shorts Jayce had on, revealing his shaft. I’s mouth flew open in shock.
He was big!
“Surprise!” Jayce joked and I giggled. I closed my hand around his shaft, shocked by its thickness.
His cock was bigger than a banana.
It was almost as thick as my own wrist. And much warmer. I could feel it throbbing against my palm.
Jayce groaned with frustration.
Gently, I tugged his cock upright, and it got even
harder, now that the blood could flow freely. His cock was brown and veiny, with a heavy head swollen with blood.
I stroked his cock with my hand. I could not believe how simultaneously soft and hard Jayce’s cock was. The skin was like silk, and the flesh beneath was iron. When my fingers caught the little ridge under the head of his cock, Jayce moaned into my mouth.
His cock was leaking fluid, which helped lubricate my hand. I slide my palm back and forth across the head, gently tugging and squeezing.
Jayce was thrusting into my hand, and those powerful thrusts made my soaking wet. I imagined what it would feel like to have that cock penetrating every part of my body.
Jayce reached his hand under my skirt and slipped his fingers inside my panties so he could touch me at the same time. my pussy was still swollen and sensitive from earlier. He rubbed his fingers in gentle circles on my clit, then reached down a little lower to slide his finger inside of me.
“Jayce!” I gasped. Just the feeling of that finger was exquisite. The warmth and pleasure was like an
itch being scratched.
I wanted more. I wanted so much more than that.
Jayce wanted it, too.
Without speaking, I pulled off my underwear and
spread my legs a little wider. Jayce positioned his warm, heavy cock at my entrance, looking down into my eyes.
“I want you,” I whispered to him.
That was one hundred percent true. No lies, no hidden
motivation.
Jayce ploughed his cock inside of me, slowly at first. Even though I could tell he was being as careful as possible, it still hurt.
He was just so fucking big. A tampon or a finger wasn’t even close.
Not even a tenth the size.
“Do you want me to stop?” He paused when I winced in pain.
“No.” I shook my head. “Keep going.” I urged and
Jayce kissed me again, stroking my hair back from my face with his free hand.
That felt good.
my body relaxed just a little, and his cock slid in a little more. But it wasn’t all the way in yet. It had reached a kind of sticking point, where it didn’t seem to want to go any further.
Jayce didn’t seem impatient. He kissed and held me, his tongue soft and warm in my mouth, his breath sweet and sensual. He touched my face, he caressed my breasts.
And then, finally, with one more thrust, he broke through the last barrier. I felt a sharp, tearing sensation, and a flood of warmth. Now his cock was better lubricated. It slid all the way in, until I was completely filled by him.
He was all the way inside of my, and I was looking
up in his eyes. That was the closest I had ever been to any person. Whatever happened after that, Jayce would always be my first lover.
my pussy was burning with pain and intensity.
Tears leaked out of the corners of my eyes, running down toward my ears.
“Are you okay?” Jayce asked me and I nodded.
“I’m good. It’s just … a lot.”
“You feel incredible,” He whispered. “You’re so beautiful, I… I know you know that, but
I have to tell you anyway.”
He started to thrust in and out of me, slowly and carefully. Then, finally, I could feel something more of pleasure than pain. A warmth deep inside of me, which spread outward until my pussy felt that pleasant ache again, and my whole body relaxed and thrummed with sensation.
Each time Jayce thrust into me, it was like a wave breaking on the shore, soaking me in bliss. And like the tide, the waves were coming stronger and faster. I felt like I was about to be submerged.
“Keep going,” I begged him. “Just like that.”
Jayce wrapped his arms around me, pressing our bodies tight together. He kissed me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth at the same time as his cock penetrated deep inside of me.
My thighs were wrapped around his, and my clit was grinding against his body. Every inch of my skin is lined up with his. The more they touched, the more intense the sensation.
I could feel his breath speeding up in time with his thrusts. His ass was flexing against my calves, driving into my harder and harder. It didn’t hurt at all anymore. All I could feel was warm, liquid pleasure, running through my veins like honey.
I already had the best climax of my life that night.
What was building at that moment wasn’t a climax, it was a fucking tsunami.
I kissed Jayce ferociously. Buying at his lips, clawing at his back. I needed more, more, more of him.
Jayce squeezed me so hard I couldn’t breathe.
He gave one last monstrous thrust into my and let out a long, strangled howl. I felt his cock twitching and pulsing, buried to the hilt in my pussy. That twitching tipped me over the edge.
With each pulse of cum, my pussy contracted.
I was clamped around him, my whole body shaking, my eyes rolled back in my head.
I couldn’t see, or feel, or hear anything except the brilliant flaIs of colour in my brain.
I was cumming so hard that I thought my soul had left my body.
We had finally done it!