by Jaden Wilkes
“Where are you?” she asked, her voice small and breathless.
“I’m here beside you, I’ll always be here,” he replied. She felt his weight on the bed next to her and felt his strong arms pull her into his embrace. She huddled against his chest, still uncertain about what had just happened.
“Is that normal?” She asked.
“It is,” he replied, his voice slightly smug. “Although I think you enjoyed that more than anyone I’ve ever seen.” He traced his fingers along her forehead, she could smell the tangy scent of herself on him and immediately started to throb again. Am I in heat? What’s going on here? Once again, she didn’t care to know the answer, she just wanted to feel him again.
Her eyes fluttered open and she saw his gorgeous dark eyes in front of her face. He kissed her and she reached down to unbutton his jeans. She slid down and pulled them off of him, she could see his huge member in silhouette beneath the fabric of his underwear. What have I gotten myself into? she thought, that thing’s huge! She mentally shrugged and knew she had always loved a challenge.
She tentatively reached for his underwear and he wiggled out of them. His monster popped out with a defiant look and she knew she was going to have her way with it no matter what it took. She gripped it in one hand and started to slide up and down the length, marveling at the girth and beauty of it.
“I didn’t think penises were supposed to be beautiful,” she laughed as he watched her. “Just to let you know, I have never seen such a big one, so forgive me if I suck.”
“You can suck all you want,” he laughed and she rolled her eyes.
“I guess I walked right into that one.”
She leaned down and tongued the slit at the top, Tyr leaned back and said, “no matter what you do, it will feel good. Just keep playing with it.”
“I want to make you feel like I did, that was crazy!” she said, squeezing his dick and leaning towards it again.
“I will feel that way, I know I will feel that way. I’ve been waiting to do this for months, there’s no other way to feel,” he said and ran his fingers through her hair, weaving them in and holding her head. She loved this, she pretended she was trapped and couldn’t get away, that he was forcing this on her. She licked the tip again, then swirled her tongue along the rim under the head. She had given Adam blow jobs, but his had been smaller and he was quick to cum. She knew Tyr wanted to savour the sensations so she took her time.
She ran her hand up the shaft while she put her mouth around the head, using her tongue to tease him as she started to suck. She knew he loved it by the noises he was making, and how still his hands had gotten. She looked up him and saw him watching her, so she took him down her throat as far as she could get. She didn’t have much of a gag reflex for a good Mennonite girl, so she surprised herself with how much she could take. He closed his eyes and laid back, he looked like he was relishing the feel of her warm mouth on his cock. She felt him thrusting up slowly and matched his pace with her mouth. Soon she was slurping and moving quickly up and down the shaft, she felt saliva and precum on her hand and used it to move them faster along his shaft below her mouth. She knew he was getting ready, she cupped his balls and felt them tighten, his hands pulled her head close and his body tensed. His gorgeous dick swelled and twitched as he released himself down the back of her throat. She loved this feeling, of being responsible for his pleasure. He groaned and said her name throatily, it was the sweetest sound she had ever heard. Her clit was throbbing again by the time he was going limp inside her mouth. She created a vacuum and pulled at his shrinking member, sucking every last drop from him, amazed at how natural this all seemed to her. A year ago she would have died if she’d know that sucking a dick would make her feel so good, but now she couldn’t get enough of him.
She laid her head on his upper thigh and ran her hand up and down his flat, hard stomach. His skin was smooth with only a small trail of fine hair from his belly button down. He took his hands from her hair and rubbed her head gently.
“I knew you’d get me there,” he said and smiled, looking down at her. “I have faith in your abilities.”
“You’re my biggest supporter,” she laughed and gave his dick a squeeze. She moved up to let him hold her, and lay her head on his chest. She traced the black lines along his muscled upper body and once again heard the beating of his heart. He sounded powerful, he felt powerful. She knew she was safe here in his arms. She wondered if there was some kind of magic in the totemic images inked into his skin, isn’t that why people started getting tattoos in the first place? She’d have to Google it when she wasn’t naked and horny and cold.
As if reading her mind Tyr said “let’s get under the blankets, I think the heater’s broken and it is freezing in here.”
“Not for long,” Sarah laughed and wiggled her eyebrows at him. She loved how easily they slipped between the intensity of their sex and the friendship they always had.
Under the blankets Sarah curled herself against his body, fitting herself into his contours. They were a perfect match with her head ending at his chin. She stuck her freezing feet against his shins and giggled when he jumped. He grabbed her hands and pinned her arms over her head, kissing her. He went lower, running his tongue along her collarbone, then to her nipple again. One hand held hers tight, the other teased and tickled her lower and lower until she felt him pry open her cleft and find her sensitive clit again. She gasped, it was raw from her earlier orgasm and she could feel the electric pulses shoot up to the base of her skull. She sighed and swayed her hips gently against his hand and felt his teeth nibble her nipple. She wanted his huge dick inside of her, she could feel it growing against her leg and needed it.
“I want you inside of me Tyr, I need you...I-” she gasped again as he bit her nipple harder and sucked it. He pulled away and rose up onto his knees, leaving her cold and exposed, she tried to cover herself with her arms, but he pushed them away and said “Leave it Sarah, I want to see you, all of you.”
He pushed her knees apart and got in between them, he was fully erect and started stroking himself while looking at her body splayed on the bed, wide open and waiting for him. He paused above her and said “Remember this Sarah, this exact moment. This is the first time I’m going to feel you from the inside. This is the first time you are going to feel me inside of you. This is our first together, and it’s more meaningful than the other time you’ve had or will have. I want you to think about this moment when you are back at home, alone in your room. I want you to have this moment with you always,” he leaned over her, covering her with his body. “This is the moment we become as one.” She looked at him and nodded, speech escaping her. She was trembling with anticipation and partially with fear at his large size. She knew it would hurt, but she was wet, and would learn to open herself to him. He reached down and parted her lips, ran the head of his cock up and down her slit, getting it wet with her juices. She gasped, her eyes widened and she shuddered.
“Are you ok?” he asked, concern replacing the lust in his eyes for a moment.
“Just go slow, this is new for me,” she replied, gripping his forearm with her hand.
“I will, just make sure you tell me if you need to stop.”
“I want you to never stop.”
She felt him push at her entrance, his thick head spread her folds and he eased himself inside of her. She gasped at the pain, the intense combination of hurt and pleasure. She could feel every millimeter of him sliding in. When he had gotten as far as he could, he stopped and looked down at her. This is what she had fantasized about, Tyr buried deep inside of her, covering her with his body and his eyes on fire, burning for her. He dropped down onto his elbows and cupped the back of her head in his hands.
“Is this ok?” he asked.
“Uh huh,” she said, not trusting herself to vocalize the intensity of the moment. He pulled out of her, a long agonizing withdrawal that left her gasping until the end of him reached her opening again. He paused, and thr
ust himself back in, picking up speed and leaving her almost breathless, barely able to vocalize her pleasure. She reached around and grabbed his back, dug her fingers in and pulled him into her, deeper and harder, the feeling was insane. She was being impaled by him, but the pain had taken a backseat to the waves of joy that were crashing over her now. Her hips thrust up towards him of their own accord, she had no control over her body now, she was once again a woman possessed by lust and need.
“Oh my God, Tyr,” was all she could say again and again. She knew she was being loud but had reached the point of not caring yet again. She wrapped her legs around him in an effort to pull him deeper into her. She could feel him hitting her deep inside, but didn’t care, she wanted more of him. She succeeded in pulling him down on top of her, he protested and said “I’ll crush you,” but she insisted.
Now he was inside of her, moving in and out slowly, his body weight pinning her to the bed and she was in bad Mennonite girl heaven. This was her fantasy come to life and it lived up to her expectations and beyond what she ever knew to expect. She no longer felt the cold, they were both sweating and droplets of salty liquid fell down upon her. She knew she must look a mess, wild tangled hair, bright red cheeks and her face wet with her efforts. Yet again, she didn’t care, she lost herself in the moment with him.
She slithered underneath him, feeling like a snake, and felt the pressure start to build again. She let it carry her this time, she crashed down upon the shore in her mind, soaked and exhausted, but satisfied.
He wasn’t finished, and he wasn’t finished with her. She didn’t protest when he lifted her body and moved her over, spooning her and entering her from behind. They moved together, him thrusting up inside of her slowly, he was holding her tightly against her body, his arms wrapped around her, his hands on her breasts and his breath hot on her neck.
“I have thought about you like this for months,” he said with a languid thrust. “You are so beautiful, so sexy, more than I ever could have imagined.” He panted as he spoke, his rhythm increasing.
“This feels…so…incredible,” she replied, pushing herself against him, opening herself for him. She gasped with him and twisted her face towards him as far as she could. He rose up to kiss her, the action pushing him deeper still, she turned and tried to get more. She couldn’t get enough of him, she felt herself building again and tried to kiss him back, but ended up face down in the pillow. She was flat on her stomach now, with Tyr rising up over top of her from behind. His hands gripped her hips and lifted her to meet his entry. He was panting and saying her name, she wanted to cum together and told him so. She was almost there when she felt him tense, he whispered “I’m going to explode if you don’t join me.” Hearing his ragged voice thick with lust and love sent her spinning into the depths.
“I’m coming,” she cried and tilted her ass, spread her knees wider apart and braced herself for the force of his orgasm. He dug his fingers in so tight it hurt, but she didn’t care. She was gasping and crying and had her fingers woven into the sheets to balance herself. Her head was spinning and she felt as light as a feather caught in a windstorm. She finally came to her senses and felt him shrinking inside of her, her inner thighs were slick with their shared efforts.
With a loud exhalation of breath, Tyr collapsed on top of her. He quickly rolled to the side and pulled her to him. She felt his arms shaking as he cradled her close to him. She pressed her face against his sweaty chest and inhaled deeply, relishing the sharp scent of him, his sex and hers mixing in the air.
“Was that ok?” she asked after a long minute.
He was silent, thoughtful. She worried that he might not answer how she wanted, needed. Her fears were abated when he laughed softly and said “It wasn’t ok, it was...unbelievable. You are incredible Sarah Miller, you never cease to amaze me.”
“Let’s keep that tradition up and see what we can think of next,” she smiled and kissed his neck. Their skin was cooling now that they were laying still and drinking in the feeling of each other. He reached down and pulled the blankets over them. Sarah tried to relax but she was energized, she couldn’t keep still. She was so excited that she had finally captured the man she’d been obsessing over, and that she had enjoyed him and his gigantic cock, ha I said cock, that she wanted to tell everyone she knew! She briefly thought about waking Naomi and Nic up next door to let them know, but thought about how she looked and smelled and decided against it.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked a quiet Tyr.
“I’m wondering when I’m going to wake up,” he replied and kissed her forehead.
“If this is a dream, let’s never wake up.”
They agreed upon this and spend the night planning and talking, conspiring and giggling over their newfound freedom with one another. Sarah felt drunk on the intimacy she shared with him, and soon they needed to feel each other again.
She finally fell asleep in the early hours of the morning thinking about the moment he had paused with his hard cock poised at her pussy. It seemed like a million years ago already.
CHAPTER TWENTY
The pounding on their door woke both of them with a start. Naomi yelled “Come on you guys, we have a long way to go today!”
Tyr groaned, rolled over and grabbed his phone. “It’s only nine, what time did we get to sleep?”
“I think around 4 or 5,” she stretched and smiled. She ached in the most pleasant way possible, she reached out and rubbed his back, thinking of how many times he had been inside of her. She wished they had another hour or so to do it again. He sat up on the edge of the bed, dragged his pants on and walked to the door. When he opened it, both girls pushed in and stopped short when they took in the fact that there was only one bed in use. They gave each other a sly sideways look and high fived.
“I told you I heard something,” Naomi laughed.
“Ok, ok, you were right,” Nic agreed. She looked at Tyr and smiled, “I’m happy for you two.”
“No money riding on it this time?” Sarah asked.
“Naw, neither one of us would bet that you wouldn’t do it,” Naomi quipped.
“Ok, you need to get out of here. We need to wake up and grab something to eat before we go check on the tire,” Tyr said, chasing them out and closing the door. They were laughing and talking loudly the whole time, Sarah thought she heard Naomi make a squeaky mattress sound effect and hid her head under the covers.
Tyr tore his jeans off and dove back onto the bed, climbing under the blanket and laying his head on her breasts.
“Time for a quickie?” he asked, looking up at her and reaching down between her legs.
She sighed and rolled her eyes, “I guess so.” He laughed at her faux reluctance and climbed on top of her, pushing her knees apart with his. She opened herself to him and they woke each other up.
*****
They finally made it to the shower and dressed afterwards. She was sitting on the bed pulling her boots on when she was gripped with a sudden fear.
"Are you going to start ignoring me now that you got me?
"What makes you say that?"
"Nic has a theory that men ignore a woman the minute they get what they're after"
He laughed and said “Yes, Nic is the authority on men, right?”
“I know, I don’t mean to be freaky about it. I’m just nervous that this changed things between us.”
"It has changed things between us. Besides, how do you know what I'm after? I've had your body, but I still know nothing about you Sarah, I want to know your spirit, your soul, who you are.” He sat on the bed next to her and put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to look directly at her. “I want to know all of you, and I promise I will never ignore you." He leaned towards her and kissed her, sealing her heart and calming her fears.
“Ok, let’s go face the hyenas. They’re going to have fun with this!” He got up and offered her his hand. They left the room, fingers entwined, and Sarah felt as though she was walkin
g a foot off the ground.
The Jeep up on the hoist when they got to the tire shop, a rugged looking older mechanic in oil stained coveralls stepped out of the garage and said “Give us 15 minutes and it’s yours.” He looked Sarah up and down, his eyes settling on her breasts. She shrugged her hoodie closed and moved closer to Tyr.
“Sounds great mate,” Tyr said. “Now get back to work and keep your fucking eyes off my girlfriend,” he added, stepping towards the shorter man.
The mechanic grinned and put his hands up. “No harm, no foul dude. I’d be the same damn way if she were my girl.” He extended one hand, “no hard feelings?”
Tyr took it and shook it, still looking huge and ready to fight, “Yeah, we’re good.” He smiled and visibly relaxed when the man went back to the Jeep.
“Holy crap,” Sarah said.
“What?” Tyr looked down at her, put his arm around her and pulled her close.
“You called me your girlfriend.” She looked up at him with a wide grin.
“I suppose I did,” Tyr said and leaned down to kiss her. She felt his passion from her lips to the base of her spine and down to her toes. They curled at the end of her fabulous boots, the kiss was that good. Sarah became aware that they were standing in the snowy parking lot of a tire shop in the middle of a nowhere town making out like horny kids. She pulled back and said “I wish we could go somewhere private for 15 minutes. What are the odds this place has a bathroom?” She winked at him.
“You mean what are the odds this place has a bathroom without a camera in it?” he grimaced. They laughed and went off to find the girls.
Nic and Naomi were busy snapping photos of each other posing in front of a restaurant made up to look like an old time saloon. They could find entertainment anywhere they went. A couple of locals stared at them out the window, their expressions unreadable.
