by Terra Wolf
Avelyn felt Max move behind her and heard him groan, an indication that he was probably waking up. Her body went rigid and she waited to see what happened next. She felt one of his arms sneak underneath her body, slightly lifting her torso off the mattress, while the other one came over her shoulders to encircle her completely. He sank his face into her hair, and pressed his whole body against hers. She felt trapped, and she panicked a little, waiting for him to say something. But he didn’t. She could feel his soft breath on her nape, and when she realized that he was still asleep, she urged her body to relax. After all, there was nothing she could do. He was too heavy to try and squeeze out of his embrace. “That’s what I get for sleeping in.” He adjusted his hips, and now her ass was perfectly molded against his pelvis. Her heart started beating faster when she felt his erection press against her butt, and she closed her eyes for a second, trying to figure out how she felt about it. She released a shaky breath and gave in to the warm sensation that started somewhere in her stomach, traveled down her gut, and nestled between her legs, coating her pussy with hot, sticky juices. “Well, damn. How does he even do this to me?” She had to stop herself from rubbing against that hard cock, wondering how big it actually was. Now she wasn’t sure she wanted to leave the bed anymore.
Max woke up when the slight pain in his chest told him he wasn’t breathing quite right. At first, he didn’t understand why he was trying to filter air through a mouthful of rose-scented hair, but he immediately realized that was not all. Not only were his arms holding on Avelyn’s warm body for dear life, but his raging erection had found a soft nest between her generous buttocks. His cock hardened even more, making his balls ache with the need for release. He opened his eyes, gladly assessed the only thing he could see were red curls, and smiled to himself. If she hadn’t tried to escape yet, he wasn’t going to be the one to let go of her and end this moment of pure magic. He drew her body closer and was surprised when she moved her ass just enough to rub it against his exposed cock.
Avelyn knew he wasn’t wearing anything. Her jumper had ridden up during the night, leaving her lower back bare. The thought of him naked, pressed against her back, made her walls clench with need and release more juices which were now sipping through her panties. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to convince her body that it wasn’t supposed to feel that way about Max. This was the guy who took her from Alma Venus and locked her up in a room. This was the guy who had almost hurt her the night before. But her young, untouched body told a different story. This was also the hottest man she had ever lay eyes on. His looks, taut muscles, and the sheer power he exuded often made her weak in the knees. She couldn’t deny the attraction, and all she could do was to keep herself in check, stay focused on her real goals, and not let him see what his mere presence could to do her. These thoughts managed to clear some of the hormonal fog that was clouding her brain, and infused her with new determination. She started moving her body away from him only to realize that she could hardly budge.
“Don’t go,” he whispered into her hair, tightening his grip.
Avelyn exhaled loudly, unsure of what to do next. It wasn’t like she expected him to simply let go of her at her first sign of wanting to get up, but she had to try.
“Look… I,” she started. “Just don’t get the wrong impression. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was going to sleep for a couple of hours and be up by the time you got here.”
“I know…”
“Good, then.”
There was a moment of silence, then Max started drawing small circles on her upper arm, the tips of his fingers barely touching her skin.
“Why do you lie to yourself?” he asked.
“Excuse me?”
“I can smell you, Avelyn,” he sank his nose deeper into her hair and inhaled softly, as if to prove his point. “You smell of rose-scented shampoo, sweat, and… arousal. So sweet. So delicious.”
His hand traveled from her shoulder to her ribs, his fingers counting them through her jumper. He touched bare skin before reaching her waist.
Avelyn swallowed heavily and struggled to keep her breathing even. She wasn’t about to start panting from these slight touches alone. She was sure she wanted to stop him, to say “no”, but her vocal chords refused to form the word.
Max’s heightened senses told him about her inner struggle, but he took her lack of voluntary reaction as a permission to keep going.
“Your body is so soft.”
He squeezed her hip through her trousers, frustrated that the garment was in the way. He would have loved to grab her, turn her around, tear her clothes to pieces, and kiss and caress every inch of her body. His hand slipped under the hem of her trousers and found the thin string of her panties. He pulled at it and let it go suddenly, earning a yelp from her when the elastic slapped the tender skin. He smiled.
His touches made her wetter, and she knew there was nothing she could do to suppress that. So she closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his firm hands stroking her flesh. She moved her hips briefly, rubbing herself against his cock. She felt him grow harder, and she moaned when he drew her closer and started nipping at her neck. For now, there was no going back. Her body had surrendered to his sinful ministrations, and there was no use trying to fight it. Max’s hand went back up to her sides, inching closer to her breasts. In a swift motion, both his hands cupped her heavy breasts under her jumper, and all Avelyn could do was whimper and push her chest forward, forcing him to cover more of them. Then, one of his hands flew to her shoulder, and urged her to turn to him. Their eyes met, and Avelyn saw the raw desire in his green irises. She licked her lips, and Max took her gesture as an invitation to kiss her. When he dove down to taste her, she met him halfway, surprised at her own hunger. She immediately allowed him entrance, and their tongues moved against each other. It wasn’t Avelyn’s first kiss, but it surely was the best so far. Her body was responding to these new sensations like never before, and her arousal was almost painful.
Max broke the kiss and started tracing her jawline with his full, wet lips. He nipped at her neck while his hands lifted her jumper to expose her breasts. Avelyn had never been this naked before a man, and a feeling of helplessness overtook her. He squeezed her breasts, and his mouth went to suck on one of her nipples. She moaned and placed her hands on his shoulders, unsure if she wanted to urge him further, or push him away. Sensing her uncertainty, Max abandoned his prize for a second and lifted his head to meet her eyes.
“Shhh… relax. It’s okay. I won’t do more than you want me to. You’re in complete control. Just let me know if you want me to stop.”
The tenderness she saw in his eyes took her breath away, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he had a split personality or something. She nodded her head, and he went back to massaging her breasts and licking her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure to her soaking pussy. After a minute, he started trailing kisses down her belly, and his hands pulled at her trousers and panties.
“Wait…”
He immediately stopped and searched her face to see if she really meant it.
She saw a bit of disappointment in his eyes, and added: “I’ve never…”
“I only want a taste.”
Max pulled again at her trousers, and this time Avelyn complied and lifted her hips so he could take them off. She couldn’t believe what she was doing. No one had ever touched her so intimately. She allowed him to spread her legs, but she couldn’t look at him anymore. She felt her neck and cheeks burn with embarrassment, so she pushed her head against the pillow and closed her eyes, surrendering to whatever he wanted to do to her. She felt his hot lips leaving small kisses on the inside of her thighs, and she had to raise her hands and thread her fingers through her tangled tresses to stop them from entangling in his hair to urge him to go faster. Her body arched slightly, and that made her push her pelvis in his face. She was sure he was smiling and enjoying her wanton reactions.
Max couldn’t take his eyes off her soft, whit
e folds. They were glistening with her juices, and the heady smell was almost driving him insane. He needed all his strength to take things slowly. He wanted this woman so badly, and he was determined to enjoy every second of his small victory. His tender kisses made her open her legs wider and even thrust her pelvic bone into his nose. He inhaled hungrily, like a starved man who was trying to quench his hunger by feasting on the smell of his favorite treat. He grabbed her right thigh with one hand, pushing her leg up just enough to expose her even more. He used his other hand to caress her folds and he earned a throaty moan from her. He parted her folds with two fingers, revealing the small, pink nub that he intended to attack with his tongue to make her scream his name.
“You’re so beautiful.”
He flicked the tip of his tongue between her folds and moaned at the delicious taste. He felt her body tense, and when he dove in for another taste, he heard her release a long breath. He grabbed her other thigh, pushed both her legs up, and made himself more comfortable, set on not changing his position until he made her orgasm.
Avelyn couldn’t believe how good it felt. Her hands were now gripping the sheets on both sides because every stroke of his tongue brought her closer to release. She had had orgasms before, all reached through the magic of her own hands, but this was like nothing she had ever felt. After a couple of minutes, she couldn’t stifle her moans anymore, and her head was flooded with silent pleas she was too shy to voice: “Oh, there, right there. Lick me harder. Don’t stop.” She almost laughed at the realization that she wasn’t actually in control at that moment. What Max was doing with his tongue had enslaved her completely and turned her into a writhing, horny mess. The orgasm took her by surprise, making her arch her back off the bed and squeeze her thighs, trapping his head between them. She moaned loudly, and felt his fingers dig deeper into her thighs, his tongue circling her nub faster. She rode the strongest orgasm she had ever had, and when she came back from the heights of her pleasure, Max was still licking her. His tongue was now tracing hot trails from her pelvic bone to her opening, dipping deep inside her each time he reached her entrance.
Max’s cock was pulsing with need, and all he could think of was how much he wanted to bury it inside that tight pussy which tasted like heaven. However, he had to hold back. He knew that all Alma Venus brides were virgins, and he wasn’t that naïve to think Avelyn had forgiven him to the extent of allowing him to fuck her. He lifted himself up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The glow of pure satisfaction in Avelyn’s eyes made his chest fill with pride.
“I could lick you like that for hours.”
Avelyn was trying to catch her breath. So many things were going through her mind, and among them was the terrifying thought that he might want to fuck her after what had just happened. Seeing him towering over her like that made her feel a bit uneasy. Even though she would have given anything to have something thick and hard fill her aching pussy, she wasn’t sure she was ready to lose her virginity to this man. She didn’t love him, did she? All she felt for him was attraction. Like all girls, she had often fantasized about her first time with a man she loved with all her heart and who loved her back. No matter how hot and how skilled with his tongue he was, Max was simply not the one.
“What are you thinking of?” Max touched her temple and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He couldn’t know what was happening in that pretty head of hers, but he saw the flicker of contradicting emotions in her eyes.
“Nothing. I… that was…” She had no idea what to tell him. He was on his knees now, and all she had to do was look down to see his erection jutting furiously from between his legs. Suddenly, she realized she had to know. She had to touch it, size it up with her fingers, and weight his balls in her palm. She had to know how big it was.
Avelyn’s eyes moved from his face to his chest, traveled down his abs, and settled on his hard cock. Max straightened his body and the covers slipped completely off him, leaving him naked before her. He had to admit Avelyn’s reaction amused him, but also made him want to take her right then and there, see those innocent eyes of hers grow larger at the feeling of his cock filling her. He shook his head clear instead, and stood still, allowing her to set the pace of their physical contact.
Avelyn sat up on the pillow, the jumper still gathered above her full breasts. It was the only piece of clothing she had on, but that didn’t matter because she couldn’t take her eyes off the huge cock that was pointing right at her. She touched the flushed head with her fingers, smearing the liquid that had gathered there, and heard Max inhale sharply. She loved this game. She could make him feel just as helpless and exposed as he had made her feel minutes ago. She closed her fingers around it and marveled at how small her hand was compared to its length and girth. Her other hand went to cup his balls while she stroked his length lazily, trying to cover as much of it as possible. “Would I ever be able to fit it into my mouth?” she wondered. Max’s breathing became heavier. She looked up at him, but quickly averted her eyes when she saw that he was watching her intently, pleasure and slight impatience clearly painted on his handsome features. She turned her attention back to her hands, and began stroking him with both, her thumb circling the head from time to time. She became fascinated by the small beads of pre-cum that kept gathering at the tip, and the thought that she was the cause made her feel satisfied and in control. She licked her lips, suddenly curious to see how he tasted. The first timid lick gained her a moan, which made her smile and settle herself in a more comfortable position between his legs. That meant switching to sitting on her knees, butt in the air. She was sure Max was enjoying one hell of a view.
He couldn’t believe that the feisty, stubborn woman who had screamed at him to get out of the bedroom just one night before was now kneeling before him, her ass exposed in the cool morning air, and licking the head of his cock like a kitten that was playing with her food before deciding to get a real taste of it. She had turned from an innocent, shy girl, to a mischievous little brat who knew exactly what her attention did to him. He still saw that look of uncertainty when she stole a glance at his face, so he decided to let her know that what she was doing was perfect by moaning and whispering encouraging words. Max usually preferred to keep silent during sex, but he knew that Avelyn wasn’t one of his she-wolves, confident and focused on getting the pleasure they wanted. Her small hands on his cock drove him insane with desire, and the slight pressure of her tongue on his tip made it difficult for him not to buck his hips and thrust his dick deep into her mouth.
With each passing minute, Avelyn became more and more daring. She took the head between her lips and sucked lightly on it, drinking the pre-cum and licking the flushed, sensitive skin clean. Then, she tried taking in more of the gorgeous cock, but had to stop before covering half of its length. Max was moaning above her and encouraging her with a whispered “yes” from time to time. When he placed his hand on the back of her head and caressed her gently, she felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine, making her walls clench with the need to be filled. Either in her pussy, or in her mouth. At that moment, she wouldn’t have minded both, which made a fleeting thought cross her mind: “God, I had no idea I had this in me.” “This”. What did “this” mean? The capacity to become so horny? The wild desire to have sex? To be fucked long and right? She was almost 25 years old and still a virgin because Alma Venus made sure the students had no chances of losing that before they were bought by their future husbands. She had only kissed the young gardener two or three times, and let him slip his calloused hands under her blouse. That could hardly count as sexual experience. So, no, she had had no idea she had it in her. The ability to lose herself in the pleasure of exploring, feeling, and tasting a man’s body.
Max was close. He had been so painfully aroused from the moment he first lay eyes on her, that it only took a few minutes of stroking and sucking to get him unbearably close to the edge. But he wasn’t sure Avelyn was ready to swallow what he had to give. He pus
hed her gently and grabbed the base of his cock with his right hand.
“Mmm… you’re so wonderful. You’ve almost sent me over the edge.”
Avelyn looked up at him with those huge, blue eyes. She didn’t understand what he was trying to do. Why did he stop her?
“Come here,” he said, taking her hand and helping her up. “Lie on your back.”
“What? Why?” She was a bit afraid that he had changed his mind and had actually decided to fuck her. Her tight, wet pussy said “yes”, but her brain still needed time to process the implications of such an act.
“Shhh… don’t be scared. I know it’s your first time and I’m not rushing you. We don’t have to go all the way. Not yet. I’ll wait.”
“Then, how…?”
“Lie back.” He propped a pillow behind her, and climbed up her body, still kneeling, his strong legs brushing her sides. From this new position, he towered over her, his cock right above her breasts. If she leaned in, Avelyn could capture the tip in her mouth. “I’m going to put my cock between your tits and fuck them until I come. How’s that?”
