He saw the soft bed, covered with white cotton bedding and a colorful crocheted throw blanket on top of it. Images of her, naked and pliant, twisting in pleasure made his cock harden even more.
Caleb carefully laid her on the bed, his hands slowly removing her dress.
Eva couldn’t help it, couldn’t even remember how she got to be here in her bed. Her mind was clouded with him, straddling her, looking at her bare body especially the tightened nubs in her breast. She was still wearing her white panties but clearly showed the dampness and her dark blonde pubic hair.
“I’d like to touch you in places,” he murmured, “Show you that I can do better than your girlfriends.”
She raised her hips up as his hands skimmed over her thighs, willing him to do so. But he didn’t and she groaned her disapproval. He heard her mutter ‘filho de puta’ which he translated as son of a bitch, before she raised herself to grab his shoulder. “Now, Nolan!”
He chuckled, finding her impatience thoroughly enjoyable. Who would have thought that she’d be this ready? But he was thanking the gods for his luck.
“Quero beijar seus lindos lábios,” he said, wanting to kiss her lips, “But here,” he said, gliding the back of his hand over her swollen mound.
“Por favor, Nolan” she whined out, her hands going to her own breasts, caressing it.
“Call me by my name,” he told her.
Damn the man, she thought, her eyes going wild and crazy. She couldn’t even remember her own name at this point. But she racked her brain and tried to remember.
“Damn you!” was all she came up with
“What’s my name, Eva?” he insisted.
She whimpered his name out. “Caleb, please…”
“Jogo com sua buceta um poco,” he said, asking her to touch herself. “I want to see you pleasure yourself.” he added, persuading her.
Because he looked serious about it, she slipped her middle finger in her panty and started to run it over the slit, wetting the area surrounding the lips. With her other hand, she drew the almost soggy panty aside to show him what she is doing to her vagina. And then, with two fingers, she widened the slit to show him her throbbing clit.
“I want your mouth here, Caleb,” she moaned out, encircling the nub with her finger, moaning at the sensation she is causing.
Caleb’s mouth turned up in a sensual smile, his eyes darkening at the glistening flesh that she just exposed. He slowly removed the boxers he was still wearing and let the long, thick and huge cock spring out. His hand surrounded his penis and he rubbed it up and down.
She almost leapt off the bed in both fear and excitement. He was huge! Although this is the first time that she has ever had a cock, she was still astounded by its size. His own hands couldn’t cover the whole thing even – a few inches were still sticking out as he gave himself a hand job.
“The only way I’ll give you the treat that you want and need,” Caleb started out, his voice very husky, “Is if you come here and suck me.”
Her eyes widened. She has never sucked a cock before although she heard her friends tell stories about it and swap some advice. Stella, who used a small vibrator on her pussy before, said that she must be thoroughly relaxed so that the gag reflex won’t bother her.
“And if I give you a blow job?” she asked him, staring at the huge penis, wanting to touch and feel it.
“I’ll give you the fucking you need. I’ll put this in your pussy and make you see heaven.” he answered her, pulling her up a bit roughly so that he can lie down on the bed.
“Stay on my side,” he ordered, positioning her to his left. “Bend over my big friend right here. Yes, raise your ass higher.” he said. “Higher, Eva!” he repeated, smiling when she did. And then his hand strayed to her ass, pulling her panties down to the thighs, and caressing the smooth globes of her backside.
She really didn’t know what to do at this point or how exactly to pleasure him. But she didn’t want him to think that she didn’t know what she was doing so she grabbed his penis and squeezed it.
His groan was telling of the pain-pleasure he felt. As she saw him do earlier, she rubbed his penis from the base to the tip. Her other hand played with his balls. Her face was so close to the tip of his cock that it would twitch every time her warm breath would blow.
Eva was amazed at the hardness of it yet the smooth softness of the skin. Tentatively, she touched the tip of her tongue on the middle part of the shaft. His hips bucked in response. She took that as a go-ahead so she ran her wet tongue from his balls and up to the slit in his penis.
“Ah, Eva! You are just so amazing!” he said in a groan, his hand reaching out to play with her breasts and pinch her nipples painfully, making her moan.
A small pearl of his semen came out. She swiped it gently with her thumb, marveling at the silkiness of it. Eva saw Caleb’s eyes shut close, heard his deep and sensual groan. Wondering how his pre-cum tasted, she sucked on her thumb, tasting the earthy saltiness of it. She loved it.
“Chupa mi peru agora, Eva,” he said. She sat back, her breasts bouncing a bit with the movement. “Suck my dick now!” he repeated the order in English, grabbing her head to his engorged cock.
And she did. Her mouth crowned the nicely shaped head and went down to his shaft. When the tip reached the back of her mouth, she gagged. But she wasn’t giving up. She has no idea how to take him all in but instinct helped her.
“Faster,” he breathed out. “Chupa um poco hapido. Suck me faster.”
Her head bobbed energetically, going up and down his cock. She let her teeth run on the sides of his shaft, her lips tightened on the tip and let go with a pop.
“Ah that’s good, Eva. Your mouth feels so good!”
All of a sudden, Eva felt his penis twitch inside her mouth, his hips bucking up against her face, causing his penis to go deeper in her mouth. Then he seized her arm and flung her beside him. He took his penis in his hands as he got up to kneel beside her and spewed his semen on her open mouth.
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It was a while later when Caleb raised his head, only to find it dropping back on the pillow once more. “God, Eva, your mouth is meant to suck cocks.” he said, covering his eyes with his forearm. “I’m still exhausted.”
That put a grin in her face. She, too, was quite surprised at what happened earlier. She wasn’t expecting that she would have that effect on him or that she would actually like it. When his cum shot out straight to her mouth, she swallowed it all. She couldn’t get enough of him that she even clutched his penis and started licking him clean.
“Obrigado,” she said, pleased that he said it.
She turned on her side to face him and saw the sheen of perspiration on his beautiful body. Her hands trailed over her own sweaty body, from the valley of her breasts to her navel and down the trimmed bush in the juncture of her thighs.
That’s when she remembered that she was still wet, that she did not get to climax at all.
Because he still seemed tired and looked sleepy, she lay flat on her back and started to rub her hands over her breasts and abdomen. Anyway, she is used to pleasuring herself. She touched her clitoris and started rubbing it. She was still oh-so wet so when she inserted two fingers inside her passage, it went in easily.
She keeps a small, battery operated vibrator under her pillow. Getting the inch-long plastic vibrator, she turned it on, heard the whirring sound and opened her labia to pop it inside. She squirmed a bit when the toy vigorously pulsated inside her. Her finger continued to tap the throbbing clit.
But there was something lacking. She ground her teeth and closed her eyes shut. The vibrator helped her before. What is wrong now?
Eva whimpered loudly when the vibrator was pulled out of her vagina. She opened her eyes and saw Caleb on fours over her. He used his elbows as leverage, held her head in his hands and pillaged her mouth with his.
“You’re not doing this without me, Eva.” he told her savagely when he ended the kiss. He tossed the
vibrator on the floor.
She should have been pissed, she knew, but, looking now at the cock which was engorging with desire right before her eyes, she somehow understood what she needed now.
“I want that again!” she moaned, her hand reaching out to touch his cock, wanting to put it in her mouth again.
He swiped her hand away. He got both her wrists and locked it with his hand over her head. Eva’s chest and beautiful breasts were rising up and down, beckoning him. So he dipped his head and licked her nipples, sucking it, nibbling on it, biting the undersides, alternately going from left to right.
Eva almost cried out with the powerful, lustful sensation ravaging her body. Her hips instinctively rose high when he positioned his penis on her labia.
“No, not yet…” he told her.
“You’re killing me, Caleb!” she barked at him, although his name came out in a whimper when he started rubbing the tip of his cock on her clit.
“Tell me what you want, Eva.” he whispered, continuing the sensual onslaught on her super wet vagina.
Her head thrashed around the pillow, a pained moan coming out. She hasn’t tried this before. She’s practically a virgin when it comes to men. The only thing which entered her vagina was that one-inch short vibrator and a maximum of three fingers.
His cock – his wonderful, powerful cock – was still bigger. It continued to swirl around her nub – damn him – and she wanted it inside her pussy.
Eva raised her head and chanced upon his mouth. They kissed wildly once more and, in between the passionate lip lock, she gave him the go-ahead.
“Come inside me, Caleb.” Kiss. “I want you inside me.” Kiss. “I want that large cock inside my pussy. Now!”
And he plunged in.
Caleb was very much aware of the thin tissue which obstructed the way inside her which meant that she was a virgin before him. He wasn’t expecting it, but he was very much pleased with the knowledge too. He’s never had a virgin before.
The muffled cry which escaped her throat was inevitable. She stilled. He did too so that he wouldn’t cause more pain.
“Ah, baby.” he said, letting go of her wrists and her hands automatically curled around his nape. He liked that. “Shh. The pain will go away soon, don’t worry.”
Only half of his penis was in and Caleb was trying not to plunge the rest of him into her. When her breathing slowed, he eased his thickening cock gradually. And then her breathing paced faster.
“You… are… so… fucking… tight.” he said, word per word. And then his breath went out in a whoosh when he was inside her to the hilt.
Eva became mute. She just wanted to feel the largeness of him inside and moan her pain and pleasure. When his fingers slid in between their bodies and touched her clit, she almost went crazy.
He knew, at that height of passion, that she was close to coming. So he started thrusting his penis in and out of her.
“Oh my god! I’m coming!” Eva shouted, and she did.
Caleb followed and, just right in time, pulled out of her vagina, spilled his seed on to her stomach and fell on her.
“I did not expect that.” Caleb admitted, his voice muffled in her neck.
“Me too,” Eva agreed, too weak and utterly sated.
“I’ll want one again later.” He told her, which she could only nod to. After a while of silence, he moved to his side and embraced her. “So, do you think you’re still a lesbian?” he asked.
She shrugged her shoulders slightly. “I really don’t know.” she answered honestly. “You’ve made my head stop working,” she said with a small laugh.
“Well, if you are going to invite some girl over, make sure to invite me too.” he said jokingly.
But Eva didn’t think it was a joke. She pinched his arm, made sure that he’d yelp in pain. “I’m not sharing you.”
He grinned, pleased at that. He wasn’t going to share her as well. She just didn’t know it yet. And he’ll make sure that she’s not going back to her lick-fest ways. He’ll stuff all her holes with his cock and make her happy with just that.
After The Rain
Looking out from my bedroom window, I couldn’t help but want to cuddle up with a nice book and have a full mug of hot chocolate. I opened the windows just so I could smell the damp earth during the thunderstorm. There is something refreshing about the after the rain smell and I am drawn to it, my nose wanting it for as long as it would last. I looked at my mobile phone and saw the picture of my boyfriend that served as my wallpaper. Just looking at him makes me smile----he is something that defies categorization. He’s rugged yet decent, strong but tender, wilful but not suffocating, smart yet sweet. Our love story took more than a decade to take place, but it was a decade filled with friendship, until it simmered into something else entirely. He would often tease me, saying that for a long time that I was just something he couldn’t have. I remember the countless of times he’d tell me he loves me and I’d pretend I am not hearing anything. It must have been pretty hard for him but he never gave up on me. Ever.
Before we became a couple, I have personal issues with intimacy. It’s as if I was totally incapable of opening up to someone. At 26, I would never let anything go beyond a kiss. I can count the times I have driven a man to frustration, but I always, always have gotten away with it. So yeah, at 26 I was still a virgin and not that it bothered of course. Just thinking about the whole act then would have sent shivers down my spine. I was scared more than I cared to admit---of the ripping pain that I often hear about and the emotional connotation of being under a man----literally and figuratively. It was this very guy who changed all that----the very same man who transformed a girl next door into a delectable steaming wanton. It was a transformation that surprised us both and something that brought us even closer together. It took several months of coaxing me out of my shell, he would often say, but it was totally worth it. I remember that my eyes filled with tears as he filled me because I cannot believe that I would find someone who would be as giving and as gentle as him. My first time---our first time together was perfection. I cannot imagine it any other way.
I have been surrounded and cooed by men all my life. I have been proposed to, twice. I have been with the most dashing men, the most powerful men, the most talented, and the richest, but no one made me feel like the way I feel for him. He’s my dearest friend, my food buddy, and also the one that makes me think about naughty stuffs during the most inopportune times. Like now.
I got an SMS from him. “So, did you touch yourself yet?” I smiled. How come he can read my mind even when he’s away? I went to the kitchen to get some chamomile tea and went back to my room. I lighted some incense to make me feel more relaxed and hopped on to bed. I grabbed a book by Peter Greene to get my mind off sex. It worked for the first 30 minutes. It really did. Before I finished my tea, another text came. “You’re wet babe. Aren’t you? I wish I was there.”
I tossed my book aside and sagged on the pillows, the smell of Moroccan incense tickling my nose. The mattress felt good on my skin and the feel of linens on a cold weather is simply amazing. I tried to close my eyes and sleep for a while but what I did was simply toss and turn. Sleep was the last thing I needed.
I focused my eyes on the ceiling as I slowly untie my robe. My body felt hot and feverish and I sighed as my hand touched the delicate skin of my neck. My hand slowly went down and found my breasts, which are aching to be fondled. I traced the curve with my forefinger and almost instantly, my nipples responded and budded seductively. I remember the very first time he rested his face on my fullness. I placed a tiny dab of Shalimar in between my breasts that day and while we were watching some movie, he rested chin on top of them, looking adorably handsome and telling me with his eyes not to pull him away. He didn’t try to undress me, but instead closed his eyes and breathed in deeply and stayed there until it was time to leave. It was the first time in my life that I felt all woman. He is older than me by almost a year, but during that moment, it was
as though I held much power over him.
Now, as I lightly cupped my breasts, I think about the first time he kissed them in the dark as we cuddled. He very slowly unbuttoned my mesh blouse and kissed every inch of skin he exposed. As I faced him with only my bra on, he started planting kisses, going nearer and nearer my nipples. Then, he sucked one small nipple and it was the most blissful thing someone ever did to me. My curiosity mixed with my innocence mingled to create the most stunning sensations. I moaned his name again and again, begging him not to stop.
My body responds with every thought of him. I think about the smell of his skin----his natural warm male smell mingling with the scent of pine and cypress. I remember the feel of his first kiss, the very first time his tongue went inside my mouth, taking away every bit of sense and worry I may have. His mouth is always warm and tastes of unending sexiness. Every time our bodies touch, it’s as of the two of us are consumed by fire that won’t go away.
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