Soon, though, my jaw started to ache. The next time he pulled my head up; I pulled his hands off my head and brought his fingers to my mouth. Kissing each one I looked at him. Slowly he pulled me up and onto his lap again. Using the trench coat to hide our bodies from Kim he had me straddle his lap.
Kissing my face he whispered, “I want in
you.”
Okay, now to test that babies can come out so he can fit in theory. John’s fingers slide between my legs spreading my very generous labia. He used his thick, calloused middle finger sliding into the hole that no man had ever gone into before and worked it in and out. That one finger felt so good, made me feel so full. I could feel wetness sliding over it and onto his hand. He spread it around my clit and pressed in little circles. I bit down on his shoulder from the sheer pleasure of it. Slowly I felt the middle finger come back to my hole and get joined by a partner. He pressed those fingers around inside of me and slowly opened and closed them in a scissors motion. By this point I am riding his hand and ready to try anything. It feels so good I need more.
Our eyes make contact and I can see the question in his eyes. He wants to know if I am ready. Wordlessly I take his rigid cock and guide the tip to the wet hole he’s been playing with. Keeping eye contact I position him and press down. I start to worry when his eyes roll back in his head thinking I’ve cause pain. Then his hands are on my hips and pressing down too. I use the fingers that had been guiding him to spread my lips further apart and continue to slide him in me. He feels so good. I feel so full and want so much more and then…
“Uh!…Owww,” slides out of my mouth as his
head hits my hymen.
Holy shit! That was a sharp pain that I was in no desire to experience any more of and I am rapidly headed back up his cock in the opposite direction. Apparently, however, he had other ideas. The hands on my hips grip firmly and slam my hips down. His mouth crushing mine silences the scream that erupts as his cock rips right through me. Tears are streaming out of my eyes onto his face as he holds me down, fully impaled on 13 inches of pulsing meat, perfectly still.
My cry must have disturbed Kim somewhat because she rolls over. Holding our breath we wait for her to settle back into deeper sleep. Once I know she is there though I am still reluctant to move. That HURT. ALOT! You would have a very hard time convincing me at this point that it’s going to feel good later because I’m still incredibly focused on the burning pain inside me. I must have relaxed my muscles somewhat though, because John moved his hands to my head and stroked my hair. He starts feathering kisses all over my face and I lean into him some more. This shifts my hips and slides my up his cock. I feel, see, and sense his intake of breath. Hmmmm…time for another experiment.
Still incredibly sore I gently slide my hips backwards. His hands fall to either side of us and bunch in the sheets. I slide forward and backward and watch his eyes close. Struck with an idea, I raise myself…but don’t get very far as his head snaps up, eyes open, and his hands are at my waist in the blink of an eye. I smile at him and slide down. Up and down I feel my muscles all around him. They are stretched so tight I wonder if they will stay this way now. Up and down. The friction feels so good. I feel more moisture forming. But I need something more…my clit is aching. I don’t know how to fix it and I look at John.
He can read my mind. He grabs my hips and pulls me forward and pushes me back. My head falls back and my breath whooshes out of my body as my clit is ground against him. I continue moving up and down as he pushes me forward and backward. There is a tension building in me that I can barely stand. I need something. I know John can give it to me. Soon I am moving faster and have taken over the forward and backward motion as well. His hands seek out my breast and start to play, pull, mold, and kneed.
I feel every nerve ending in my body. I am supercharged for something. I search his eyes for the answer. I am frantically sliding over him now. I am breathing in gasps. Suddenly my world explodes. I feel every muscle in my body clench and unclench repeatedly. My mind is floating though; it is gone into some place free and wonderful. As I re-enter my body it is still pulsing in my first orgasm.
“Don’t stop, God, don’t stop” he pleads with
me as his hands return to my hips.
He is pushing me again forwards and backwards on his cock. It makes the tremors keep going. I can feel my pussy massaging his cock. I feel his cock getting thicker inside me. I start to feel his body tense right before he slams his mouth on mine and slams me down on his hips which are rising off the bed. His cock is pulsing inside of me. Over and over he slams me down as he raises his hips off the bed. It has set me off again and my pussy is contracting on him milking him for everything he’s worth.
Gasping for air, he pulls me against his chest. Rubbing my back he kisses my face. Slowly I feel the tension leave him. Not really shrinking his cock seems to become less hard. Slowly I slide off him. His head is back against the shelf and his cock his laying there glistening. I stroke a finger over this amazing tool that has brought me from one end of the sensation spectrum to the other.
My finger is wet and I slide it into my mouth. As I taste us I see him watching me. I slowly bend over and lick the rest of our juices from his cock. He pulls me up and kisses me deeply before he puts me aside and puts his clothes back in order. Walking back to the closet I open the door and stare at myself. There I was, again, in that space of the closet, wearing that black trench coat of his. A small smile plays about my lips as I grab a t-shirt and replace his coat with it.
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