He rolled over me and spread out on the bed, and his cock slapped against his belly with a surprisingly loud sound. He lay there, bronzed from the sun and flushed with excitement, veins popping out on his arms and legs and the chiseled muscles of his stomach, and his cock was so hard it jumped a little with every beat of his heart. He touched my hip and I crawled over him, discarding my top as I did, letting it fall with my underwear. Unsure of myself, I moved over him on all fours, and sat down on his thighs. I would have to hold his erection and guide him inside me. I held it in my hand stroked it a little, and he grabbed my arm.
“We can stop,” he said. “Really. Or I can finish you off with, um, you know.”
“By licking my pussy,” I said, mocking his faded bravado.
“Yeah,” he said, grinning.
I hitched myself over him and rested on top of his cock, pinning the shaft under me, and slid my lips along his length with a shift of my hips.
His head pushed back into the mattress and he grunted.
“Oh shit, oh Jesus fucking Christ,” he hissed, grabbing my hips.
I rose up, flexing my thighs to shift onto my knees, and put one hand on his chest. The other I wrapped around his cock, lifting it straight, and lowered myself until I could feel the head brushing my sex with a soft wet sound. I gasped as it touched me, and then again when I found the right spot and, my stomach churning with excitement, let my weight start to push him inside me. I was shocked that it came all at once, the head sort of popping in, and I croaked out a little cry as it sank deeper and I felt a sharp pain that turned into a burning sensation as I relaxed my legs and took him, slowly, into my body. He lay back on the bed and grabbed my hips. I thought he meant to push but he steadied me and slowed my descent, his grimace of exertion fading into a contended smile as I settled onto his hips, his cock speared up inside me.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little bit,” I said, growing used to the sensation.
It felt so weird, being so full. I’d used my fingers before but it was nothing like this. I put my hand on my stomach, trying to feel him through my belly, but he laughed at me and I pulled it away. He reached out, sitting up a little, and I gasped as I felt him shift inside me, pulling out just a little as his body contracted and then sliding in my tight channel as he took my arms and pulled me down, so I was lying on top of him, face to face. He wrapped his arms around me and I slid mine under his neck and rested my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes. Slowly, I began to work my body against his, feeling our sweaty chests and stomachs sliding against each other as his cock shifted inside me. The pain had faded now, not gone but overwhelmed with a throbbing pleasure. He shifted and I shifted and we writhed until the sheets were twisted under us.
Something magical happened. His cock sliding in my cunt hit the right spot, stroking over it as I felt my clit grinding against him, and heat flared in my body. My stomach clenched and I heard him grunt, his movements becoming jerky, his arms shaking.
“What,” I murmured, gasping for breath, “What happened?”
“You got tighter,” he said, his hand slipping over my sweat slick body to cup my ass.
I lay there grinding on him for a moment, holding him tight to my chest and rolling my hips, my mouth parted in pleasure silenced by years of secret explorations with my door locked.
“Moan for me,” he said, murmuring in my ear.
Before I could he did, groaning loudly with his lips against my throat. I met his with one of my own, heavy and throaty.
“I want you on top now,” I gasped, squeezing him with my arms and legs.
He didn’t pull out of me. We just rolled over, slowly and carefully, lying face to face before I pulled him on top of me. He stared into my eyes until he found the rhythm I liked and then he began to thrust, harder and faster now, shaking the whole bed with his exertions. I felt myself tightening up, the warmth between my legs not spreading but going white hot, all seized up and clenched like a fist. I knew it would let go any second and held him all the harder, pulling him against me, and I put my lips to his ear.