I don’t think I’ve enjoyed face-fucking anyone as much as this. Dakota is so fucking sweet, and knowing I’m pleasing virgin pussy has my dick harder than ever. Virgin pussy that I may have had a hand in preserving all those years ago. I should feel guilty about blowing her off, but I don’t. The truth is I couldn’t appreciate her back then, not with the constant stream of girls I fucked just for kicks. I’m a different person now. Well, sort of. At least now, I can picture dating one woman at a time.

My balls rub against the seam of my boxers, making things worse. I shift on my knees, trying to ease the urge to bury my cock balls deep inside of her. Wild and raw. The erection straining to be let out doesn’t care about the danger. Her wild movements have me fighting for breath, not only because I am tongue-deep in her cunt, but also because my heartbeat is pounding so hard inside my chest, I can barely force air into my lungs against the pressure.

She was still for just a few minutes, and I know she’s ready for more when her hips begin writhing again. Taking her signal, I lick halfway up her pussy a handful of times. Her body bounces. She purrs with each touch of my tongue. From the corner of my eye, I see her hands caressing her breasts through her shirt. I stop, and although it kills me to do so, I lift my head, catching her eyes as she flicks them open in response.

With my chin wet with her juices, I climb from the bed and leave her, heading for the bathroom with my erect cock pressing on my zipper. It wants Dakota and I can no longer deny it. Returning to bed, I gather her in my arms, resting my chin atop her head. Her rich reddish brown hair is loose, flowing in soft natural waves across her shoulders and down her back. I lift some strands and twirl them around my finger.

“I want to be the first man that fucks you,” I whisper.

She tilts her head and gazes up at me. I wouldn’t blame her if she says no. She’s known me for years, is aware that I’m not boyfriend material, and I already have a strike against me for standing her up. The green and gray flecks in her hazel eyes seem to shimmer as she holds my gaze. I look back into them without fear, waiting for her to give the verdict. Dakota laughs, and the sound crushes me in ways I don’t even expect.

“I’m serious,” I tell her.

Sobering quickly, she re-enters my embrace. “I wasn’t laughing at you, Owen, I was laughing because of you. Trust me. This is corny, but I have dreamed of hearing you talk dirty to me for ages. I can’t picture my first time with anyone else.”

Tightening my hold on her, I pull her in even closer. We’ve waited long enough. I want to worship this woman and mark her as mine so she can never forget her first time.

I tilt her head up and kiss her, pressing my palm on her lower back so she can feel the thick erection that’s about to invade her body. Dakota nibbles on my bottom lip, pulling it gently between her teeth. Groaning, I bury a hand into her hair, driving my tongue deeper into her mouth the way my cock will soon possess her cunt. I help her out of her shirt, motion for her to remove her bra, hardly waiting a second to roll her onto her back.

She whimpers as my mouth moves down the side of her neck, tasting her skin while my hands run up and down her sides. I wander past her collarbone, lingering at the tops of her breasts until her back arches up to offer me her nipples. Her hips lift for more contact with my cock. I haven’t forgotten how badly I want her, but I can’t resist the urge to taste every square inch of her. My tongue teases each nipple one by one, blowing hot breaths on each peak until she calls out my name and begs me to fuck her. I smile against her flesh while one hand rolls her nipple between my thumb and index finger.

Dakota wraps her legs around my hips clenching me like a vice, grinding on my dick. I can’t help but enjoy her responsiveness, and the way she takes what she needs without shame. Moving my mouth to her other nipple, I suck it between my teeth as I reach a hand to the night table for a condom. Dakota grips my biceps in response, stiffening her body beneath me.

I spread her legs. Moving from her breasts, I rip open a wrapper and roll one up. She lets out a cute little sound in the back of her throat, causing me to smile as I lower to her again. I take her into my arms, almost crushing her little body under me as I cover her mouth for a kiss that makes my dick harder than ever. Exploring her shapely curves, my hands move down her body. I raise my hips and run a hand to the top of her inner thighs. Taking my thick, swollen cock in my hand, I press it against her slick, tight heat. I let it rest at her folds, and allow the movement of her hips to welcome me inside.

She writhes and moans. Her fingernails dig into my back, nudging me along inch by cock-clenching inch until I’m as deep inside of her as her sweet, virgin cunt will allow. I pull out and wait for her to guide me in again. I give a slight jerk of my hips. Dakota whimpers out that she wants more of me. I pull out again, and sink inside, thrusting my hips once more. This time, I’m sure I’ve breached the wall when her body stiffens and her legs seize.

“Are you all right?” I ask, freezing in one spot. I can’t stop myself from kissing her forehead, hoping to make it all better and take her pain away. “I can stop, or slow down. I can be gentler. Whatever you need.”

She shakes her head. “No,” she breathes out. “Keep going. I’m fine. You feel…amazing.”

Her raspy voice and the sway of her hips compel me forward. Out, then in. A little at a time. Every thrust has her whimpering, clinging to me as I drive deeper, stretching her inner walls. I drill into her, and Dakota lifts her legs around my waist, crying out against the crook of my neck. My hands slide under her ass cheeks, and with a firm squeeze, she shakes and stiffens, pulsating around my shaft as she hits her climax. I’m out of my mind with the need to kick it up a notch, but she’s coming hard, trembling from head to toe. I need to wait for her to catch her breath.

She stretches out her legs, so I relax a bit, trying to ignore that my balls are probably blue right now. The pressure in my groin is at an all-time high. Still, I hang on to my will and let her recover. Except, Dakota’s breathing changes. Her grip on my back slackens. As I question whether or not she’s asleep, I pull out of her slowly and pull the condom off. I shouldn’t be pleased that I’ve fucked her into a coma, but as I drift off beside her, I am.