“My-my sister will be-”
“Fuck your sister.” His growling words sent a shock through me, making me clench on his fingers as he stroked my channel.
He pressed forward then, sliding the fat head of his cock against my lips, dripping shamefully in my desire now. My breath was hitching in my chest as I shivered with lust.
The scared, good girl inside wanted to run from that room. And yet the darker side of me wanted him to take me hard. I wanted him to own me, and dominate me.
I wanted him to make me a woman.
“I've got to get ho- ohhh…”
With a cry from my lips and a grunt from his, he was pushing into me then. His girth stretched me deliciously, and I whimpered against him.
He felt absolutely huge as he slid easily through my dripping wet folds, and he moaned into my ear as my tight pussy stretched around him. I clutched at his chest, gasping and dropping my head back as he pressed me against the books behind me.
His cock was up against it now, against that last vestige of my girlhood. He froze then, and his eyes quickly sought mine with a look of fear on his face. “Oh, Jesus, honey!” His eyes flared as I felt his cock throb inside of me. “You’re- is this your first time?”
I bit my lip and nodded, and he started to shake his head. “Fuck, Rachel, I had no idea. I’m so fucking sorry, I-”
“No, please,” I whispered, clutching at his shirt with my hands and clenching down on his cock with my muscles. “I want this,” I said softly. “I want to give you this.” I looked up shyly into his eyes. “Merry Christmas, Jon.”
His eyes flashed then, and he grinned before he hungrily bought his mouth to mine. And then with a primal growl in his throat as he kissed me, he was breaking through, pushing deep with my channel and sliding to hilt deep within me.
I did cry out then, a gasp of pain and something else - something new. The full, rock hard, iron and yet velvety feel of him filled me entirely. I moaned at the sensation, the feeling of being stretched by him.
He slid back then, sliding wetly through my folds as I gasped and clutched at him, until just the head remained. And then with a grunt, he pushed back, and filled me once more.
There was something new then, replacing the initial feeling of uncomfortable fullness - something wonderful.
His hands came up and tore at my blouse, sending the buttons scattering across the wood floor. With a grunt as he ground deep into me, he was unhooking the front clasp of my new bra and letting it fall away, freeing the soft curves my breasts and the hard and darkly pink nipples atop them to his hungry eyes. His mouth clamped over one as he sawed in and out of me, and I cried out, wrapping one leg around his waist as he fucked me against the bookshelves.
His hands dropped to my hips, sliding over the curving skin of my ass to grab me and pull me against him as he drove into me. The initial pain was gone entirely, replaced by something achingly hot, delicious and sinfully mind-blowing.
We rocked like that, my back thumping against the bookshelf as he drove his cock deep within my pussy. I gasped as he filled me again and again, driving into my tight channel to bury himself deep within me.
My hands were pulling at his shirt then, one button at a time, exposing his skin to my small hands.
“My -oooohh - my brother will get suspicious!” I moaned into him as he ground deep within me, his pubic bone grinding against the hard nub of my clit.
“Goddamn your sweet pussy looks perfect stretched around my cock.” His words shot need and lust through me.
He pushed himself deep inside of me, and my gasping cries of lust and naked desire mixed with his darker moans and grunts in the hot heat and flickering light of the room. I watched the snow drift past the windows, and as I simply let go.
I threw my head back against the bookshelf and moaned in pleasure, my eyes rolling back as I arched myself up against his powerful thrust. He lips were at my breast again, sucking hard at my aching nipples and making me shiver.
He began to fuck me harder, almost as if my cries and moans were driving him on. The paperback books were hard against my back in sharp contrast to the hot, naked skin of this man fucking his huge cock in and out of my gripping, quivering pussy. He gripped my thigh against his hip, pushing himself even deeper and bringing an almost animalistic cry to my lips.
He drew back from nipples and held my gaze forcefully, his eyes burning at they captured my own in their fire. And in that moment, I knew I was utterly and completely his.
Suddenly, we were spinning as he pulled me to him, still impaled on his thick cock, and whirled us around as he strode across the room. I clung to him, my pussy gripping at him as the shock of it pulled at me.
He threw me down with a surprised yelp across his sofa, and stood over me, his cock jutting out above me. It was my first time truly seeing it, and my eyes went wide in shock that it had actually managed to fit inside me.
His reached down and gripped me by my wild, tousled hair, tighten enough to bring a gasp to my lips.
“Come here, beautiful.” His voice was even and commanding as he held me fast by the hair.
I eyed his huge, slick shaft as it bobbed wetly in the firelight in front of me. I wanted to tell him I’d never done this, never even seen one like this. But at the same time, I wanted it all. I wanted to try it all with him there on that cold winter’s night.
“Open your lips, baby.” And then he was pulling me forward, the wet sticky head of his cock pressing against my lips. Nervously but excitedly, I parted them, and allowed him to slide inside.
I could taste myself, musky and yet sweet on his cock. I could also taste his saltiness, and the mingling of the two sent a thrill through me. Tentatively, I licked at the fat head, lapping at it as he groaned above me. His hands gripped at my hair, and he pushed forward, sliding past my lips and over my warm,wet tongue. He pushed deep, until I was gagging on him, before pulling me off with a groan.
He brought me back down to his head, my lips opening willingly now as he pushed past them, and I groaned at his girth as it spread my jaw wide.
I felt him tremble in my mouth, and then he was pulling back out. I gasped for air, the adrenaline and lust making my head spin in the dark of the room.
“So good, baby, you’re doing that so well.” His eyes flashed at me again, and I felt the blood pound in my face.
God, his words and that smile of his could get me to do anything, I knew that then. There was something achingly naughty in the submission - of him making me his. And as I sat there on the couch, letting this gorgeous, older man fuck my mouth with his big cock, the feeling of my complete submission flooded my pussy with my cream. I wanted to do anything and everything to please him.
I began to moan around his girth, swirling my tongue over the crown as he slowly slid in and out of my lips. My fingers found his thighs, and his balls, and I cupped them in my hand, feeling their potent weight as he pumped into my mouth.
He pulled my head off of him with a groan from his lips, and a gasping moan from mine - saliva dripped from my lips to his glistening cock. Ferocity masked his face as he pushed me back, flat on my back on the soft sofa with my legs hanging off the side. He slowly stroked himself as he watched me with his dark, wolfish gaze.
He knelt and brought his mouth down towards me, and I watched with wide eyes as be moved forward. His fingers pulled at the edges my panties, still clinging wetly to me, and brought them down my thighs. And then with a hitching moan in my throat, his tongue was on me there, dragging wetly through the hot folds of my pussy.
He dragged it up, drawing my nectar with him as he slid his tongue over the buzzing little button of my clit. I jumped at the contact, gasping and arching my back as I lifted my body off the couch at his touch. He chuckled, and brought his mouth back down to repeat his motion.
I was lost then, floating in ecstasy as this new feeling, this incredible rush of pure pleasure washed over me. His tongue on my pussy, tasting me, brought a soft sighing cry to my lips,
and every wandering thought I’d had about staying vanished in the gentle touch of his mouth.
He grabbed my ankles, pushing my knees back against my breasts as he gripped my legs and knelt over me. He dipped, and the heavy, bulging cock jutting from his muscled abdomen came to rest atop my mound, pulsing against my clit. I whimpered, needing and wanting him, and the sound made him grin wickedly.
“Didn’t you have some place to go?” He was teasing me, and I whimpered louder.
“Please!” I was begging now, begging like a slut for his cock to pound me, to fuck me and make me his.
With a flash of darkness, he pressed the head down through my folds. He nudged until he found the entrance, and I gasped as he shoved forward, burying himself in my tender slit.
He began to fuck me in earnest then, his massive cock stretching me wide as he gripped me behind my knees, forcing my legs wide and up as he buried himself in my steaming pussy. My cries and his grunts filled the room; the sounds of our bodies coming wetly together, his heavy balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me hard.
He began to move faster then, his hips a churning blur as he fucked me mercilessly, pounding me deep and hard, making my body writhe and quail beneath him. I could feel something happening; a slow burn catching fire deep within me and beginning to creep around the edges to slowly consume me. Whimpering moans and mewling sounds tumbled from my lips as he held my legs fast and pumped me harder and harder.
With a gasp, his eyes met mine, going wide.
“Oh fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come.”
Me. I was going to make him come.
It was that thought and those words, and the aching sensation of him rubbing that special spot deep inside while his girth stroked my clit on every stroke that sent the fire within me exploding out of control.
With a wailing cry, my body seized and shuddered, forcing my eyes shut and my pussy to clench wildly at his pulsing length. And just like that, I was coming - tumbling off that cliff as the orgasm slammed through me, making my whole body explode with white light.
Jon roared and pulled himself from me just as his glistening cock began to twitch and spurt in his hand. I cried out as he came, thick white ropes of his cum landing hotly against my thighs, splattering across my belly and up to my breasts as he pumped himself. His sticky cum splashed across my quivering pussy, and he bellowed out his final release with a groan.
He slumped back on the floor as I collapse on the couch. My mind spun wildly with the events of the evening, my body tingling and feeling alive with the feel of his cum dripping off me. I raised my head and found him grinning at me. I glanced at the wall clock and gasped.
“Oh, God, I really do need to get home!”
He chuckled then. “There’s bound to be talk tomorrow if you stay.”
I felt my cheeks burn. “I-” I bit my lip and grinned back at him. “Thank you for… for my present.”
He drew me close then, and kissed me tenderly. “And thank you for mine.” He winked. “Now aren’t you glad you stayed?”
I nodded. “Very much so.” A grin spread across my face as a thought crept into my head, and I looked at him with a hunger of my own. “You know; it really is cold out there…”
I bit my lip, my hand trailing to his jaw to pull him close to me.
“Maybe I should stay for one more?”
I trailed off with soft moan as his lips crushed against mine.
The End
Also by Madison Faye
“Three Times” Series:
Bossed Three Times
Taken Three Times
“Twice” Series:
Twice Driven
Twice Bossed
Twice Tackled
“First Time” Series:
Legal
Professor
Freshman
About the Author
Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, streamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!
Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they’re all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha heroes, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you!
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