“I didn’t measure any of them, one guy said he was seven inches. Yours is bigger for sure, definitely thicker. I’m starting to get scared.”
“Are you wet?”
“I’m sure I am. If you touched me, I’d come in a second.”
“Suck me, use your tongue, your lips, and take as much as you can into your mouth.”
Taylor did as I instructed, licking the crown of my cock, running her tongue up and down the length of my shaft, kissing the head, sucking and licking my balls. For having almost no experience, she was doing great. When she finally opened her mouth to take me in, I was afraid she’d break her jaw. Her mouth was so little, like the rest of her. She did her best though, looking up at me for approval as she struggled to take even the first half of my dick into her little mouth.
I ran my fingers against her cheek and she sucked me, and said, “You want me to own you huh? Oh, I will. I’m gonna own your mouth, your throat, your pussy and your ass before it’s all over.”
I heard her groan with excitement and probably a little fear too, and I grabbed the back of her head and lightly pushed her head forward and more of my cock into her mouth. Only a quarter of the way in and I was already against the entrance of her throat, her lips and jaws stretched wide, her eyes wide to match. I considered some violent deep throat training as I had done to some others, but decided that Taylor needed a different approach. She’d get her training, but it would be a bit different than in the past with others.
I was anxious to take this girl’s cherry, so after a minute or so I said, “I’m going to fuck you now. Stand up,” I ordered.
As she did, I unbuttoned and unzipped her jean shorts, then picked her up easily and tossed her onto the bed, grabbing her shorts and pulling them off as she flew through the air. She landed on her back with a bounce, her head hitting the pillow and her legs automatically opening. She was breathing heavily, almost panting, a combination of nervousness, fear and horniness.
I moved between her legs and got my face down to inspect her pussy. Like Ally’s before, it was flawless. At 24, she was shaved clean, no pimples, wrinkles or stray hair, just a perfect wet pussy, swollen and ripe and ready to be taken.
I took a long lick, starting at the bottom of her opening and ending at her clit, and when I hit her clit, she grabbed my head and shouted, “Oh God, I’m coming!”
I sucked on her clit and prolonged her orgasm, and she held on tight while she fought through it.
As she came down, I released her clit and continued with some light licking. When she was fully down, I slowly stroked the outside of her cunt with my index finger.
“How many people have licked your pussy?” I asked.
Her answer surprised me.
“Two,” she said.
I had assumed that no one had gotten that far given her prior admissions about her limited experience with boys. She had said a couple guys fingered her but when they wanted to fuck, she said no. So, I pressed her.
“Tell me about that. Who?”
“Ally,” she said. “And my college graduate advisor, Julia.”
Stunned! I knew Ally was horny but I had no idea she’d ever gotten with a girl. I suppose I’d never asked.
“Is Julia a lesbian?”
“Yes.”
“I know Ally’s not. Are you?”
“God no, I love guys. Me and Ally was when we got high one summer years ago, we licked each other just to see what it was like. And Julia kind of took advantage of me senior year as we were studying for my final. She got me high and convinced me to sit on her face.”
“Did you come either time?”
“No, this was the first time that anyone else has made me come. I can do it myself, but no one else has ever given me an orgasm.”
Slowly I inserted my middle finger into her. She was tight. A 105-pound virgin is probably going to be, and she was. Sure enough I could feel the ring of her hymen. I moved my finger in and out slowly, carefully so as to avoid breaking it with my finger and ruin the moment. I teased her clit with my tongue again as I thrust my digits in and out of her. She was running her fingers through my hair, and I could feel her moving her hips faster and faster as we went.
“I’m going to come again,” she announced, and I kept my pace.
Faster and faster she went and finally pulled my face into her again as she released with a loud groan.
My face was drenched, my light goatee serving as a sponge for her delicious juices. A “flavor saver ” we used to call it.
I looked up at Taylor, her eyes closed and head back on the pillow. She sensed me looking at her and raised her head to look at me, watching as I rose up and positioned myself between her legs. My cock had to be as hard and big as it had ever been, or maybe it’s because it was poised over the smallest pussy I’ve ever seen that made it look that way.
I understood in that moment why women are nervous as they are about to get fucked for the first time. I was nervous for her.
Holding my cock in my hand, I worked the tip up and down her slit a few times, alternating between watching and looking at her. Slowly I put the head inside her.
“It’s going to hurt,” I said.
“I know, but just for a few seconds. I’ve talked to friends and read all about this, I’m ready. Please fuck me, I’m ready any time, do it.”
I was up against her cherry, but rather than push through from that position, I pulled back til the head was just outside of her, then thrust back in with some force, breaking through her hymen and burying about half way into her.
Taylor screamed like the devil, probably half from her hymen breaking, and the other half just from the pain of something so much bigger entering her vaginal canal.
I held still for a second, allowing a few moments to pass for the pain to calm down, then moved out and back in, a little bit more each time. I looked down and could see some blood on my cock – not much but clearly present – and it drove me on. Knowing I had deflowered this young tight pixie made me wild.
Taylor dug her nails into my back, looked at me and said, “Oh my God, it hurts so bad and so good. Please just fuck me and don’t stop until you come. I know you’re fixed, so fuck me and come inside of me.”
By now I was all the way inside of her. I sat back on my knees and watched as I plowed in and out of her. I could see my cockhead form a small bump around her belly button as my cock reached its full depth inside of her. I hooked her knees behind my elbows and leaned forward, her tiny body being swallowed by my much larger form. Anyone watching from the doorway might not even see her, she was that small under me.
“Who owns this little pussy now?” I said. “Tell me, who owns this pussy?”
“You do, you own my pussy, it’s yours now. Fuck me whenever you want, however you want. All day and night.”
She was babbling almost incoherently as I brutalized her.
Being as tight as she was, there was no way I could hold out much longer.
“I’m coming,” I said, and she dug her nails deeper into my skin as I pumped my load into her. Cum was being squeezed out around my cock as fast as I was pumping it in, there was just no place for all of it to go.
When I was spent, I sat back and was barely able to reach my shorts on the floor. Grabbing my phone out of pocket, I started a video as I slowly pulled my cock out of her. It took some effort because she was so tight, but eventually my dick fell out, a river of cum and blood flowing out behind it, down into the crack of her ass and soaking the bed cover.
“Let me see,” she asked, and I showed her the video.
“Oh my God, that is so fucking hot. How the hell did you fit that thing inside of me?”
“Well, God made you to be able to push a baby out of there, and my dick is smaller than a baby.”
“Not by much,” she laughed.
We laid in silence for a few minutes, her basking in the glow of losing her virginity, and me the same.
“Any regrets?” I asked.
“None whatsoever. Only that I didn’t get to properly suck your dick earlier,” she answered.
“Well,” I said, “unless you’re kicking me out, there’s plenty of time for that and more if you want.”
“Oh, I want,” she said. “Can you stay the night?”
“Yes,” I replied.
I had packed a bag just in case. Years of experience.
“Wait here, let me run into the bathroom quick.”
Taylor excused herself to go to the bathroom and jump in the shower.
“OMG!” I heard her yell from the bathroom. “How much cum did you put in me?” she asked. “It’s still coming out!”
I chuckled as I ran to my car for my overnight bag.
Taylor opened the door to the bathroom and called me in with a crooked finger, having me step into her very small shower while she squeezed in with me, and very lovingly rinsed the blood and residual cum from my cock.
We left the bathroom and stripped the blanket off the bed, putting on a fresh one and then climbed into the bed.
Taylor got down between my legs and said, “I want to make you come with my mouth. Do whatever you have to do. Own my mouth like you own my pussy.’
Taylor was between my legs, looking at me as she slowly swirled her tongue around the head of my cock.
As I said, Taylor was super tiny, a pixie. Not a midget, just a very small person. Several of my prior sex partners had measured my cock at eight and a half inches, and seven inches around. Bigger than average, whereas Taylor was much smaller than average.
I had managed to take Taylor’s virginity without too much pain, but the female body is designed for big things to pass through the vagina. The female mouth and throat were not designed for this purpose.
I watched Taylor have fun with my cock and balls, her tongue and lips enjoying several trips around my entire package. Her tiny hand could barely wrap the whole way around my shaft as she stroked it up and down. In addition to being a heavy cummer, I also produce a lot of pre-cum, and she was fascinated by the sticky substance as it formed on my cock head and slowly dripped down my shaft.
report Without a word I got off the bed and pulled her over to the edge of the bed.
“On your back,” I ordered, and I pulled her over and positioned her with her head hanging back off of the edge of the bed. Taylor had a full length mirror leaning against the wall on the opposite side, so I had a bird’s eye view below me and a view in the mirror as well.
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