GRADEN
Rebecca is on her knees in the middle of the bed and I want to fuck her so hard that the bed breaks beneath us. But I'm not going to.
Not yet.
I can't take my pants off. I've gotten this far without really thinking of the logistics. In all my fantasies, it was never a problem. But I never thought we'd really get this far.
If I take off my pants, I'm going to scare the shit out of her.
I'm a big man. All the fuck over. One woman uttered, "Urban legend," when she first saw me. I don't brag because I was born like this and didn’t do anything to earn it. And having a monster cock isn't always an advantage. I got teased some in the locker room, but that part was never a big deal. Some women seem to be excited about it…at first. But it's sometimes a lot of work and sometimes, well, women give up.
And occasionally, I've been told it hurts too much to try.
I know it fits. I mean… it looks like it won't at first, but it will fit. If the woman is relaxed and lubricated enough. The girl staring at me is dripping wet. But she's a virgin. I've stayed far away from virgins in the past. For obvious reasons.
I don’t want to hurt her. I'd kill for her. I'd die for her. I don't want to be the one who hurts her.
But I want her. I need to make her mine. But the idea of causing her pain almost makes me wish I could go soft and we could just cuddle all night.
But that isn't going to happen. The beast in my pants is ready to own her. The best I can do is go slow and keep her coming enough to be distracted.
"Lay down, baby. Show me that pussy." My voice comes out thick.
My sweet schoolteacher looks disappointed that my jeans are still on, but she'll get over it. She reclines all the way and opens her legs.
"Your pussy is the sweetest thing I've ever seen." I get on the bed, my jeans too tight to move easily, and spread her legs further so I can get between them. I lift one, straightening it, and bring my mouth to the inside of her ankle, pressing soft, moist kisses there while I stroke up and down her leg. "Your body was made for me. You turn me on so much."
I move up her leg slowly. She's soft and smooth everywhere, and when I finish exploring one leg, I start on the other. The bedspread beneath her ass is damp, just the way I want it, so I keep working her slow, keeping her wet and ready. She's got a spot behind her knee that makes her whole body shiver, so I explore there, experimenting with patterns and pressure until she brings her hands up to those gorgeous tits like she can't stop herself from playing. That's so sexy. I have to unbutton my jeans or they will cut off circulation.
I move around her body, skipping where I want to be the most to massage her arms. When I get back to her irresistible stomach, her hands automatically cover it. I ease them to her sides, uncovering her body to me again. But she tilts her chin and won't look right at me.
"Hey," I say, hoping my voice is soothing. "What's going on?"
"Nothing, sorry. I just…got weird for a second."
I touch her stomach again and she jerks. I palm her belly, rubbing it gently. "I love your body, Becks. All of it. You don't get to cover up or hide parts of you from me. You're mine."
She rolls her eyes. "I didn't mean to bring insecurities in here. It just hit me for a second. You don't have to make me feel better."
I kiss her tummy, bite it, suck it the same way I'd done to her tits earlier. "I fucking love your stomach. I think it's sexy as hell. It's not anything you should be insecure about. I've been dying to touch every part of you. Your curves make me hot."
"Do you usually date overweight women?"
"No. I don't usually date anyone. You're the first woman I've gotten to know and like before we had sex. I don't do relationships. But if you're asking if I have a fetish or I'm a chubby chaser, then no. I've never had any certain type of woman before." I can't tell if I'm making it better or worse at this point. "Rebecca, your body makes me hot because it's you. The way you laugh makes me hot. The way you sing when you don't know you're doing it makes me hot. The way you cook food and play Candy Crush and water plants makes me hot. I want to touch you all the time. It's not because you have big tits, but your big tits make me hard. And your soft belly and your warm thighs…all of you." I move up her body and kiss her. "Wait until you hear the things I want you to do with that heart-shaped mouth."
She raises up on her elbows, looking confident again. "Why are you still wearing pants?"
Because my gigantic dick is going to scare the fuck out of you.
"If my cock comes out, it'll be over too soon. I want to eat you." I push her shoulder gently so she lays back down. I wasn't lying. I'm extremely turned on by her softness, the squishy parts of her body make me want to squeeze her. It's true that most of the chicks I've banged have been skinnier, but if Rebecca tries to go on a diet or starts hiding her body from me, we'll have words. I want her the way she is. Jiggling is no crime.
I need to get her back out of her head, and so far, dirty talk makes her cream, so I go back to what works. "Rebecca?"
"Yeah."
"Lay down and show me your cunt. I want to see how fucking wet your little slit is."
Her eyes go round from shock, but her pupils dilate, letting me know that rough talk turned her on and the last thing on her mind is the little jiggle in that tummy.
I use her own hand to dip into her pussy, and then I suck the juices off her fingers. "You're so sweet." I want in that pussy, but I've been neglecting her big breasts too long, so I draw some of her wetness onto my fingers and paint her nipples with my hand. Her eyes get big, wondering what dirty thing I'm going to do to her next as I move up her body and start sucking the sweet cream off the berry-sized nip. I'm making noises I can't control anymore as I continue to play with her and use her juices on her tits. She's bouncing around, unable to keep her hips still. I stuff as much tit in my mouth as I can, like a glutton, pulling it deep into my mouth and moaning around it. She's so fucking perfect. I love the way she tastes, the sounds she makes. I bring my hand down, and she uses hers to hold it there. I think she's close, so I press the heel of my hand over her clit and suck that nip into my mouth hard.
"Oh God. Oh God. You're going to make me come." I keep pressing and dip my fingers into her hole, holding them there as she stretches around them.
"Come on my hand, baby. I want you to get off on me. Such a dirty teacher." I bite down like I did in the living room, and she cries out my name, falling into her orgasm so prettily. "That's it, sweetheart. You're so beautiful when you come. I'm never going to get tired of watching you do that."
She's shivering a little, so I lay on top of her and roll us over so she's resting her head on my chest while she comes down from her high.
My cock is fucking aching. I'm probably going to blow a load in my pants because I can't keep this up. I still want to eat that pussy, though.
When she's breathing right again, I slide back down to paradise and give her a few slow licks. She's wet, so damned wet. It's the most erotic feeling, all slick and warm on my tongue. I want to cover my face in her girl juice like it's a glaze. I love the way she smells and tastes.
I leave her clit alone for a few more minutes, knowing she's sensitive, but I get my tongue everywhere else. I spread her legs as wide as I can and bury my tongue in her virgin hole. She's tight, and I'm worried again about hurting her. It's never far from my mind. She starts making those pretty sounds again, so I use my tongue like it's my dick and fuck her, getting as deep as I can.
Mine. She's all mine.
I can't stop thinking about how I'm going to be the first one in there. The last one, too. There's no way another man is ever getting near her. Not now. When her hands move to my hair, clutching me to her, I know I can get back to the pretty little clit.
I can't get enough. I suck her lips and her clit, savoring her like a peach. I want to devour her, and I bury my face in that sweet, sticky cunt. She starts grinding on my face, and so I grab her ass and hold her to me as hard as I can, probably leaving marks on her butt as she starts coming like a freight train, bearing down and calling out my name.
She's wrung out now. As relaxed as she'll ever be, so that's when I ease off her and finish taking off my pants. When I get back on the bed, she opens her eyes lazily, and then sits up like she's seen an intruder.
"Oh my God," she says. Her eyes get bigger and her face loses color. "You're…"
I look down at my Johnson. "Big. Yeah."
She blinks rapidly. "That is not big. That is gigantic."
Fuck.
"You're gonna have to make friends, Becks, or this isn't going to work."
"Okay, okay. Just give me a second to process this." She tears her eyes away from it to my face. "How…big…is?"
"Big enough." I don't know how to tell her that it's actually gotten a little softer since she started freaking out. I want to fuck her so bad, but I can't deal with hurting her. I don't see how I can not do one or the other. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course I do."
"Do you still want to do this?"
Her eyes meet mine, and then she launches herself across the bed and into my arms. "Graden, you're all I want. Yes, I want you to fuck me. I promise."
My arms wrap around her. "You're not scared." She feels so good pressed against me, skin on skin.
"Of course I'm scared. But I know you'll make it good for me. I trust you. And I believe in you."