His lips tasted like fine wine and the touch of his fingertips sent electric shocks up and down my spine. When he pushed his tongue forward and parted my lips, I opened myself willingly and clashed his flesh with my own. I suckled onto his tongue and he nibbled on my lips, making me gasp with tense flights of panic and pleasure.

My hands went up to feel the solid muscles of his arms and his chest. His body was so perfectly sculpted that I could only moan in anticipation for his every touch. It was like being touched by a god, one who adored and wanted me more than anything else in the world.

Daxter’s hands found their way to me and not before long I felt the weight of his hand as it scrambled to remove my dress. I wiggled myself free, and as soon as it slipped off, he unclasped my bra and hastily began to toy with my breasts, circling my nipples with the very tip of his fingers. All the while he kept his lips on mine, pushing me forward and down with the pressure of his kiss.

“You’re so hot,” he whispered when our lips parted. Before I could even respond he plunged his kiss back but now onto my neck. I gasped when I felt his warm, wet lips grace my skin but that gasp turned into a long, playful moan when he inched his way up and began to lick into my ear.

“Aah,” I muttered out when he nibbled on my ear and squeezed my breast at the same time. I was beginning to lose myself to the moment but my mind snapped back to when I felt his hand begin to creep down between my legs.

He then whispered into my ear as soon as he slid his hand beneath my panties and found his target, “You kinky little girl; you shaved down there. It’s all so nice and wet too.”

“I-I have to shave,” I tried to reason but the words were barely more than a whisper and a moan. “I wear almost nothing when I’m stripping for work.”

“Well, I’m your customer now and I’m paying in the millions,” he told me as he suddenly curled his fingers. The very tips of his two fingers found their way to the folds of my flesh, warm and moist as they were, and a shock shot through my body, making me squirm and moan even louder.

Far in the back of my mind, there was an alarm screaming I should stop this. I wasn’t his wife. I wasn’t really going to be even if the legal papers said so. This was all just a game of pretend… and yet my heart was telling me something different. I wanted more.

“P-please, be gentle,” I asked of him as he began to find a steady rhythm with the way his fingers slid across my pussy’s lips. He never pushed too deep to break my virginity but he would cycle around my clit and occasionally apply pressure, making me gasp and lose my breath in a sudden wave of pleasure.

“I promise,” he assured me as he took my panties off and then proceeded to remove his underwear.

Almost instinctively I reached down to grab his cock and my eyes went wide with surprise when I got a grasp of it. I always suspected he had a big shaft between his legs but this… this was monstrous. It throbbed in my hand, pulsating with anger and excitement, and I both dreaded and anticipated its venomous bite when he would finally thrust it through my flesh.

Before he would lunge in and break my walls, Daxter took the opportunity to descent down and lick the flesh of my exposed womanhood. He pushed me and laid me on my back before he gave the very lips of my pussy a soft, almost sweet kiss. I cooed in pleasure and both my hands found their way to his hair; my fingers combed through the soft strands as he began to dig his face in and devour my pussy.

“O-oh my God!” I moaned out loud when I felt his tongue lash at my clit and slide between the folds of my flesh. I squirmed, I kicked and I pushed his face in deeper as I wanted him to ravage me and suck on my juices.

Yet right when I thought I was on the verge of losing my mind and reaching my climax Daxter pulled back. He didn’t let me have my moment just yet, knowing there was still so much more to come.

“Open your legs,” he instructed. I spread my legs and beckoned for him to come take me. Daxter shifted his body between my legs and in that instant, I felt the sudden blood rush when the very tip of his meat pressed against my pussy.

I inhaled. I held my breath. I shut my eyes and bit my lips as I waited for the moment of truth.

Suddenly but slowly he thrust his cock in. It broke through the first few folds of my pussy and I could feel the tip brushing against the veil protecting my virginity. I took another deep breath and in that instant he pushed forward once more, breaking me with a sudden intensity I was not ready for.

“Oh f-fuck!” I uttered loudly when I felt my inner walls begin to part and spread to make room for the girth of his shaft. He then thrust again and again, each time digging in deeper into my body. I felt like I was going to explode from the rack of pain that jolted through every inch of my being. However, with each passing second, I began to realize I wasn’t screaming but moaning and begging for more.

My body began to sway in a steady rhythm, moving along with the beat of his thrusts. I could feel my tits bounce and my mouth gaped open as I lost all sense of time and place. I could only moan and drool in ecstasy as I clung to his body and pulled him to dig his way in deeper and faster into me.

I then felt my own juices begin to drip down my pussy and my legs. I was so wet he could easily slide his massive cock into me but even then my walls were still so tight I could feel my pussy squeezing his shaft with each thrust.

For the longest time, my mind swirled into an abyss of ecstasy, one where nothing else existed but the wave of pleasure that flowed through every inch of my body and soul. I didn’t even realize that we had shifted positions multiple times throughout the night. He had me on my side, he took me from behind with his hands on my waist and pounding me like a raving animal, he took me with my legs raised and with them shut tight.

All I knew was that by the end of the night I had exploded and my orgasm drove me over the edge of sanity. I couldn’t tell if I was silent, moaning or outright screaming in utter euphoria but the moment was glorious and I lay there on the bed, with my mouth wide open, when Daxter spilled his hot cum all over my face.

When he had emptied he gave my face a soft pat and then he pulled me up to rest in the middle of the bed. It was a sweet gesture and even sweeter with the fact he took the time to walk to the bathroom, get a towel and wipe me down.

Daxter then slid back to bed, wrapped me with his arms and then embraced me closely until we both fell asleep.