by Keta Kendric
His hand stroked up my body, making me shiver as he laid his hot body against mine, before glancing up to capture my heavy gaze. His dick pressed into the side of my thigh, heavy like an iron rod flexing its strength and readiness.
A glance down revealed that his dick was even bigger than the reflected image of it I had seen in the mirror. The warning, objects in the mirror are smaller than they appear, definitely applied in this case because Arjen was working with a weapon of mass pussy destruction.
I sat up, forgetting that a whole man was nestled against me because his energetic member had captured my focus. Having been dick deprived for over four months, I was fascinated by the size and the rigid hardness that made it gleam against the light. My fingertip traced a vein up his shaft, making it break loose and slide up my hip. The sight of it, deep pink, hard as velvet cover steel and moving against my leg, had my pussy drooling.
Captivated, I reached out my forearm, sitting it next to his thickness as his lips and tongue flirted with my neck. Based on my visual calculations, I was in a world of fucking trouble. I had a phat ass, and my thighs were on the thick side, but those measurements were based on my perceptions. When put up against the world scale, I was a healthy medium and he was packing enough man-meat to start a major reconstruction project.
My pussy quivered at the idea of him feeding her all of that hard-heat and ravaging her in her severely neglected state. She was down there, purring and cooing in anticipation, not at all in line with what I was thinking in my head: You’re going to get destroyed, you hungry bitch!
The old saying, be careful what you wish for, blasted off like a siren in my head. I had asked and was gifted a Mandingo, whose dick could be used as a floatation device. If he managed to stuff it all inside me, my pussy was probably going to end up on a stretcher. But, I knew better, I was more than likely going to end up becoming spoiled to his size.
“How do you want it?” he asked, drawing my attention. Once his question sank in, it threw me off because I had never been asked that before. I was usually left behind, trying to get the man to give me the things I wanted while he was sprinting to the finish line.
“You’re going to give me what I want?” I finally responded.
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t intend to. I want you to want more, therefore, if I do it right the first time…”
A wide grin broke out on my face at those words. It was like he was in my head.
“Well,” I smiled at his dick. “You’re hung like a fucking wild horse, and my pussy hasn’t been used properly in a long time. I say we go slow at first and see how far that gets us.”
“We’re going to get far, so, so, far,” he whispered against my lips before rolling swiftly over the top of me. I’d have liked to have known what it was like to have his dick in my mouth, but would have to forgo the opportunity until later. Right now, we had much more pressing business to attend to as dick and pussy were about to say hello.
On his elbows, he hovered above me before reaching down between us.
A sly grin filled his face. “I’m going to enjoy opening up your little pussy, and making it mine.” He growled the word mine and his grin grew wide, letting me know he meant the arrogant words coming out of his mouth.
His exploring fingers split my lips before he eased a long one in so slow my body trembled.
“You weren’t lying about it being a while. You’re so tight, but dripping fucking wet.”
He slid his finger in deep and pulled it out with a flirting wiggle. When the tip of his finger reached the edge, he added another and shove in two to get me flowing faster and dripping for him. When he had me good and soaked, he aligned himself for entry, and my mind caught up with my brain.
“Condom,” I uttered as his hot velvety head slipped back and forth against my warm wet hole.
“I’m clean, love, and I know you’re on birth control. Plus, wives shouldn’t ask their husbands to use condoms.”
He told my ass. It appeared I had received the proper guidance on the right way a wife should have sex with her husband. This was my first time going raw because I had always been terrified of catching something and getting pregnant.
A deep breath filled my lungs at the first thrust. Subtle, yet demanding, I was filled with hot pressure, but he was coaxing me to open for him all at the same time. I could feel the head throbbing inside me, charming my walls to play nice and prepare for what was coming.
“Relax, you’re going to be begging for more in no time,” he whispered against my lips before he sank in another few inches and caressed my lips between his.
He drove in more, and prickly sparks of pain from the delicious pressure had my legs trembling harder.
“Almost there, love. Mmm,” he moaned. Why the hell did I feel nineteen all over again, having sex for the first time?
“So fucking good. So tight,” he gritted out between his straight prize-winning teeth. I noticed his body trembling as much as mine as he fought not to hurt me.
He shoved in more, and the head licked what I think was the bottom of me, a sensation I had never experienced before. The first deep strokes gave me the sensation that I had to pee before the head licked the sensation away and made room for pleasure.
“Almost there,” he whispered.
Almost!
I attempted to glance down at where we were connected, but his body blocked my view. I was stuffed so full that my nails were embedded in his tense bicep, and the bedcovers were death-gripped in my other hand.
There was no space left for more of him, but he gave another thrust, and my body performed a miracle and accepted him. My muscles were quivering like crazy before they decided to give up the fight.
He eased back, and I attempted to go with him, following the dick. However, the sensation of him sliding back inside and filling me sparked a passion of pleasure that eased my last bit of tension and allowed me to enjoy the tight fullness.
His silky hair brushed my face as he moved leisurely, taking his time. I wanted to know his secret because every other man was in a race even when I begged them to slow their asses down.
The sight of our blended complexions caught my attention, his light-cream pressed against my sunbaked toffee was as erotic as the press of his firm body into mine. Nothing could have been better than him being inside me, a sensation that became an instant addiction.
“Arjen,” I moaned, my breath warm in his ear before releasing a lazy groan. He was a magic trick that had never been performed before now. I had forgotten about everything and was dragged so far into our sex that I was transported to another world. He was fucking more than my lower half, I felt him in every part of my body as flaring heat raced down to the tips of my fingers and toes.
“Is this okay?”
Was it okay? It was better than okay. “Shit, yes. Fuck your dick is good. You better not nut too early, or I’m shooting your ass,” I managed to threaten him between heated moans. He released a chuckle at my threat. When he began to thrust harder, my mouth fell open, and every breath was swept out into our swirling passion.
The tight sensation of him hard and sliding in and out, teasing my hot zones on the way out, and licking my walls sinfully on the way in drove me out of my mind. His deliberate movements spiked my endorphins, making me so high I feared I would overdose.
“Can I go harder?”
“Harder?” I asked, letting the word hang out there. I’m sure my eyes bugged at his question, and my pussy screamed at the notion of more of his impacting depth. Harder meant my fucking spine just might decide to go on and snap. Harder meant his dick would end up kissing my lungs and stealing my breath from a different direction.
“Yes, harder, baby.” I heard myself say. What the fuck was I saying? Was I losing my mind? Was I dick-drunk? Did he have me too high to make sane decisions?
His harder thrust drove me insane as I was gripping his flexing ass and doing my best to wrap my quivering legs around his waist. The man knew how to fuck, n
ot just my pussy, but he was fucking my full body along with my mind. He knew how to send so many pleasure-packing plunges into me, I didn’t lose control, I tossed it into a pit of fire and watched it burn.
His strong body and hard thrust had my legs up and so wide that my knees were knocking against the mattress. He was beating my pussy up like she had stolen from him. Arjen was fucking all of those thoughts about who I assumed my ideal man was, out of my head.
The sight of his flexing ass as he filled me to the brim heightened my boiling hot need. When he found himself going too fast and losing the control I knew he was maintaining, he eased back and drove into me with enough strength to tap into an ocean of pleasure that had never been accessed before.
He was watching me like a damn hawk, gauging my reactions. He angled his body, turning his waist a bit and positioning a muscled hip under one of mine. The change in position sent his dick in a different direction and had me acting a damn loud-mouthed fool.
“That’s it. I’ve found another itch that needs scratching, haven’t I?”
I couldn’t answer him because I was too busy losing my fucking mind. He thrust harder, slamming his dick into the spot that had me trying to run from him.
“No, baby, give me my pussy, don’t run from it. The way your pussy’s gripping my dick, I know you like this shit.”
What the hell could I say? He was right. It was so damn good, I was shoving at his side one moment, and clawing the skin off his back the next. The shit had my brain on overload, not knowing which reaction was the right one anymore.
When the sensation of my orgasm hit, I was too afraid to move, terrified that he would stop, and I’d be left hanging. However, Arjen knew I was there, his words and the way he gripped my hips and continued the deep thrust that was driving pleasure through me.
“Come on this dick, baby. I’m waiting for my good little pussy to tell me her secrets.”
“Shit Arjen, fuck. Fuck Arjen, shit!”
There was no doubt in my mind that this man had just used his dickhead to paint a portrait of himself on the back wall of my pussy. I trembled and quaked until my mind slipped and was laid out as flat as my body.
The pleasure of my orgasm was so intense, it had ignited my bitch-strength, and I gripped him hard enough to leave him bruised. My pussy wasn’t telling him a few secrets, that bitch was telling him everything.
All I was aware of was his roars, and his heavy breaths winding in my ear as he repeatedly buried himself deep inside me. When he came, I felt that too, the heat of his cum warming my insides as it teased my greedy hot spots and shot more pleasure into me. We caressed each other in a tight hold until we floated back to reality.
He pulled out and rolled his weight off me, but I wasn’t left there long as I was tugged and rolled into his arms. The warm flow of his cum oozed out, but I dared not move, I couldn’t. A smile made my cheeks rise high as I eased my head up and kissed him, first on the neck, before I pressed my lips into his, and he responded eagerly.
He had given me satisfaction, an abundance of it, and I was certain that this was the beginning that neither of us was expecting. I certainly wasn’t. I had found what I was searching for all these years, and although it wasn’t wrapped in the package I had expected, I didn’t care. Arjen knew what I needed, understood my body better than anyone, and wasn’t afraid to lavish me with the best gifts I’d received.
A deep inhale filled my lungs with our sex scent that we should consider putting in a bottle and selling because it added to the high I was still riding. My eyes hung low and that feeling of being intoxicated made my body so heavy, that I just laid there smiling like a crazy person.
Just when I was starting to melt into his hard body, Arjen sat his hand atop mine and slid it down his chest and along his stomach until it connected with his hard dick. My gaze flicked wide open before it snapped down, to the sight of his dick standing there eyeing me.
“You didn’t think we were done did you?”
It wasn’t like me to be speechless, but I couldn’t spit out one measly word.
“We still have a lot more introducing to do. I need to know how it feels to bounce you up and down my dick.”
Lord, don’t let this be a dream. Did this man just say he was about to bounce me up and down his dick?
My tongue slipped across my lips, as I swallowed the all-consuming lust he had filled me with.
“What the fuck are you waiting for? Let’s get this dick bouncing started,” I replied.
Arjen had no idea, I didn’t care how I was getting it, as long as he was giving it. Besides, I had been dying for a man that could go multiple rounds.
He stood, and I laid there staring at his dick bobbing and calling to me.
“Stand up,” he ordered.
The growling demand in his tone had me putting some pep in my movement. I stood my ass up in bed, pussy still wet from before. He reached, gripped me under the shoulders and snatched my ass so fast that I collided with his chest while my legs were going around his waist with a hard smack.
He wasn’t going to give me a chance to say shit as he was already reaching under my ass, and his hot head was already licking my swollen pussy lips. I tightened the grip I had around his neck, my nails digging into his skin.
He stood in place at the side of our bed, arms under my legs and linked around them to control my waist. He had me caged in his strong arms positioned around him with my legs hiked up over the bend of his arms. The sight of the wicked way he had me positioned, turned me on beyond measure and had my juices flowing fast and hot.
He moved me just a hair, letting his slick head part my pussy lips. Then, he let me drop. “Shit!” I shouted at the sudden dip. The control he had over my body, shocked the shit out of me, because he had dropped me, but half-way down his dick.
He lifted me so that the head was licking at my opening and dropped me again, except this time he kept going, bouncing me up and down on his dick, just like he said he’d do.
“Holy fucking shit,” rushed out. I was in trouble. My fucking eyes were dancing in the back of my head and my mouth was stuck wide open. I wasn’t moaning like before, my ass was full-on screaming, with each trip I took on the down-slide, and gasping on the slide back up.
“Arjen! Yes! Yes! Damn, fucking, yes!”
He wasn’t even allowing his dick to go all the way in, but deep enough that he had my fucking leg muscles working overtime, trying to chase the dick. My ass was bucking up and down, but he was controlling every stroke, his dick licking and stroking my shit so good, my pussy was down there gripping, sucking, and slurping on him.
“You like me controlling you while I bounce you up and down my dick, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I answered him. “Fucking yes,” followed on an elongated moan, shaking my head like a fucking dick addict. My hair was all over my head by now. I was unsure of when my ponytail had come loose and didn’t give a damn.
I daydreamed about the day a man would take my shit so good, he drove me crazy. Arjen wasn’t playing a game with me. He had my ass hooked and it was only our second time.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I was stuck yelling that one word because he bounced me harder, up and down, in and out, so that he was filling me to the hilt with each hard drop. My pussy was taking the most magnificent beating of her life, and I was loving the fuck out of this episode.
The deeper penetration, the harder pounding, the knowing smirk Arjen flashed. He knew that I was loving the way he was manhandling and dicking me up and down. There was no mistaking the hot flashes of lust shining bright in his eyes, or the arrogant smirk sitting on his sexy lips.
“Arjen. Shit. It’s too much. I can’t. I can’t take it.” I forced the words between moans and yells.
“Too much, huh? Is that why you’re about to come baby?” he whispered harsh against my lips, not slowing or holding back on the pounding thrust.
“It’s too deep…too much. Shit. I’m about to fucking come!” I screamed.
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nbsp; “Come, baby. Let me feel it,” he said as he drove his dick in so far, and so hard, I couldn’t breathe.
“Mother fuck! Shit. Arjen baby!”
I came so hard, I was on the verge of passing out, my eyes fluttering as my body gave out. Fuck it, I think I blanked out for a few seconds. Nobody else had to know that the man had passed me out on his dick.
Arjen stopped all movement, leaving me stuffed so full, it heighten my orgasm and brought on his. I heaved for breaths while struggling to keep a grip on his tight shoulders and quivering body.
My eyes were still shut tight, but I could feel him moving us to the bed, his dick still throbbing inside and causing me to gasp with each movement.
Once he had me laid out and relaxed on top of him, eyes half-mass, all I had the energy to do was breathe. His dick had gone down, but I could still feel it jerking against my weak thigh.
“I bet you thought I would beast fuck you until you passed out, didn’t you?” he questioned out of the blue.
Isn’t that what he’d just did?
A deep smile covered my face as I fought to keep my heavy eyes open.
“Yes,” I finally answered.
“Don’t worry, I will, just not tonight. Tonight is all about us having a proper introduction to each other’s bodies. Okay?”
“Okay,” I said, my smile coming alive on my face, baring teeth. If this was the introduction, my ass would end up following him around like a newborn pup, whining my ass off for more dick.
It took effort, but I lifted my heavy head, to his waiting gaze.
“Just so you know. I’m killing a bitch, and you, if you try to give my dick away.”
His chest rumbled with laughter.
“You have nothing to worry about.” He reached down between us until he stroked an easy finger over my pussy lips. “I was hooked with the first stroke,” he whispered, making my grin widen before I snuggled deeper into his firm body.
His lips were at my ear. “I do believe your dick has fallen madly in love with my pussy.”
