Sally
“You’re not responding now?” Colby’s voice cut through, and I clenched the sides of my dress, uncertain of what to say.
“Fuck it!” he growled. “I don’t even care what you say.”
Swiftly lifting me up, he crushed my petite form against his strong chest. Instinctively, my arms circled his neck while my legs wrapped around his waist.
Our eyes locked-mine wide and innocent, his dark and intense. Without warning, he closed the distance, claiming my lips in a passionate kiss.
Colby’s lips crashed against mine with a hunger that stole my breath. The kiss was possessive, almost violent in its intensity, as his tongue demanded entry, conquering my mouth completely.
One hand tangled in my hair, holding me exactly where he wanted me while the other gripped my hip, pressing me impossibly closer.
His teeth nipped at my lower lip, pulling it slightly before soothing it with his tongue.
He growled softly, deepening the kiss. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth, tangling with mine in a battle for dominance. He sucked on my tongue, making me whimper softly.
But then, he suddenly broke the kiss, leaving me panting and wanting more. I leaned in to capture his lips again, but he leaned back, placing a finger against my lips.
“Shh,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Not so fast, baby. We’re just getting started, so you need to calm down.”
Fuck! I can’t even calm down. I want him, and I want him right now. I want the whole of him. I watched as he put me back on the floor, his eyes never leaving mine.
Colby stared down at my flushed, lust-filled face, a wicked smirk curling his lips. “You want me to fuck you?” His voice was low and husky.
I nodded silently, biting my lip. With a swift motion, he scooped me up again and carried me to the bed, laying me down gently.
With gentle yet firm hands, he parted my trembling thighs, revealing my most intimate place. Feeling quite embarrassed, I looked away, biting my bottom lip nervously as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders.
He seemed to be admiring my vulnerable position-completely exposed to him-and a satisfied smirk formed on his face. “Look at me,”
Slowly, I did as he commanded, my eyes on his face, which had a myriad of emotions-lust, desire, and something more I couldn’t understand.
Colby slowly pushed my dress upward, revealing creamy thighs and then… nothing. Yes! I didn’t wear panties because I hated it so much. I wonder how people wear that uncomfortable shit.
He raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening mischievously. “No panties?” he chuckled darkly, his hands tightening around my thighs.
I swallowed hard, avoiding his gaze again. What’s with him and making me so embarrassed that my face would turn red immediately?
Colby took my chin firmly, pulling my gaze back to his. “I said to look at me, didn’t I?” He said his face was stern with a hint of frustration, and just as suddenly, it softened into a wicked grin.
He slid his thumb to my bare pussy, finding my clit and teasing it mercilessly. I gasped, my eyes widening. That was fucking thrilling. I could never feel that way with my own fingers.
Colby’s touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine as he slowly, deliberately circled my clit. With each pass, he applied more pressure, increasing the pleasure until I squirmed underneath him, desperate for release.
I cried out, tears welling up in my eyes as I tried to beg, “P-please…,” but no words could escape my lips. It seemed like it got stuck in my throat instead.
He continued his assault on my clit, the sound of my wetness filling the room with each pass of his thumb. I sobbed, my body trembling with need. He added his index finger to the mix, sliding it in and out of my tight entrance.
That hurts! So much. So fucking much. I’m not surprised that I’m not dead yet.
My face contorted in a mix of pain and desperation, I let out a high-pitched whimper. “Nnnnghh…”
Without thinking, I suddenly lashed out, hitting his hand away with a small cry. “Argh!”
“Ow, fuck…” Colby pulled his hand away, looking at my flushed face with a mix of desire and concern.
“Hey… hey…” he said, catching my wrist before I could hit him again. “Shh… stop hitting.
“It hurts so much, Colby,” I signed, my eyes stinging like they were preparing to cry out loads of painful tears.
“You’re too tight, baby…” he sighed. “So fucking tight, more than a virgin would ever be.”
“I don’t think I want this anymore,” I signed quickly.
In one swift motion, he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling me upright so their faces were inches apart. “Are you saying you don’t want me to fuck you anymore?” His voice was low and commanding, almost angry.
My eyes welled up with tears, and I nodded weakly. “I’m sorry that I backed out,” I signed, feeling his grip tighten at the back of my hair.
“You’ve made me hard as a rock,” he growled, bucking his hips slightly to emphasize the massive bulge straining against his zipper.
I swallowed hard, my innocent eyes flicking downwards.
“Answer me,” he snapped softly. “What are you going to do about it?”
My eyes went back to him, and I signed, “Blow job.”
“Wow, I just love the sign language of that. So perfect that it makes me want to cum,” he groaned.
“So, it’s a deal?” I signed.
Colby nodded approvingly, his eyes glinting with a dark satisfaction.
“You’re such a good girl,” he murmured, his other hand reaching down to his belt.
He ordered gruffly, “Zipper.”
I quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper, revealing his boxers underneath.
Colby’s massive, throbbing cock sprang free from his boxers, the angry red head pulsing with need.
It was monstrous, veins bulging along its length, and a drop of pre-cum already beaded at the pierced tip. I slowly descended, my small hand wrapping around his thickness.