I pulled myself out of my small trance and got up on my knees.
“Stacy, I know you’ve been wanting to taste this.”
She scooted up on her elbows, marveling at my confused cock. It was red, dripping, and laced with veins.
“Grant,” she said, and then added with a sly smile, “what does cock sucking have to do with baby making?”
She winked.
How did such innocence get blended with such snarkiness? And why did I love it so much?
“Come suck my cock,” I demanded, shaking it. “Don’t act like you don’t want to. You’re drooling, looking at it. I see that haze in your eyes.”
She pulled herself up and onto her hands and knees. She placed her head underneath the shaft and stared at the single bead of pre-cum forming on top.
“Fine,” she purred, taking a hold of my hot, hard cock.
Her tongue danced across the heated hood of my cock, lapping up what she could. She was like a cat licking her paws and she seemed to be enjoying my cock just as much.
Yes, she reminded me of a cat. Cunning. Innocent and cute one moment and sexy and sly the next.
“Fuck,” I groaned, gripping the back of her head.
Stacy swirled her tongue into my slit and under the shaft where she performed miracles. Allowing her hands to jerk me off, she tickled my balls and made sure to give them attention with her mouth too.
“God, Stacy, you don’t feel like an amateur down there,” I grunted. Her tight mouth on my hard cock made me twitch inside her. If it wasn’t for this expensive luxury bed, my knees would be shot.
Stacy's hair would spill from side to side based on where about on my cock she was sucking.
Fuck, she even traced the veins on my cock.
“That’s because I’m not…” she said, winking.
“Say again?”
“Just joshing you,” she teased, tapping the slit of my cock with her finger.
“I thought so, with the right cock, you’ll want more than just oral.” I pushed her head down on my cock and listened to her as she got used to the big size pummeling her throat. A cough here and there, but she learned fast. “That’s right, swallow everything my cock gives you.”
I hated how her joke had stung. She had clearly wanted to gauge my reaction. And I had given it to her— I had revealed that it would bother me if she had sucked some other guy’s cock before. Not that it was any business of mine, but, I wanted her all to myself, and she knew it. Fuck. I was a goner. But I was enjoying what was she doing to me too much to care.
My balls churned and I emptied myself down her throat. Stacy struggled to swallow, but cleared her throat and was ready for more.
“Great, how am I going to get pregnant now?” she said between ragged panting.
“There’s a whole lot more where that came from,” I said, getting off my knees. I stood at the end of the bed and pulled her body close to me.
In this position, I was sure I could drive my seed into the most fertile and un-reachable parts of her womb.
I pulled Stacy up against me and opened her folds. She was ready for me. All this teasing had to have her ready and begging for me. Hmm, a virgin...
I caressed the outside of Stacy's thigh as I placed the head of my cock up against her opening. “Relax for me, Stacy. I’m gonna take care of you,” I whispered, massaging her pale inner thighs.
“How bad is this gonna hurt?” she asked.
Her voice was small and she sounded as if she was treading water.
Of course, this was unknown territory to her.
“Not much at all. I heard it varies from a small pinch to a dull sore. I’ll be gentle. Promise.”
Promise... it scared me how easily that rolled out of my mouth.
No woman had ever beckoned that word from me. It was a tender word, and women were never the tender type with a man’s heart... no matter how good the sex was.
That could only mean that tragedy was around the corner. I was always prepared for that possibility and how to avoid it. But right now, all I wanted was to come in Stacy’s sweet pussy.
“Okay,” she said. “Thank you…”
“For what?” I asked, puzzled that she thanked me.
“Being so considerate, you know, for a rich guy with an appetite that needs a baby and all.” She threw me that cute smile again, the sweetest I’d ever seen.
I inserted the head of my cock into her pussy and slowly allowed her to guide me inside.
"You're so hot," Stacy rasped, fidgeting against me.
Her insides gripped me and I had to give her a playful little pinch to the thigh to remind her not to do that.
"Bad girl, you're not supposed to clench. Push against me or else it can hurt."
She chuckled and pushed against me in waves, pausing for a moment to hug my cock with her damp soft flesh. I sunk deep inside her, keeping myself sane as I got deeper within her.
When I reached the limits of her pussy, I paused.
“Are you okay so far?” I asked, preparing for the best part.
Stacy’s breathing became more ragged and sporadic.
“Y-yes,” she stuttered in a mixed moan.
The petal of her virginity stopped me, and I felt the hotness under my skin. Slowly, I pushed forward until I broke her; she was mine now.
Stacy’s eyes shot open and she bit her lip again.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
Why was I even concerned? I wondered. I only needed her to have a baby for me.
“Yeah,” she swallowed, “Just getting used to your size. You’re big, remember?” she said in hurried gasps.
“I’m gonna go slow. Hold on, you’ll love it in a second.”
“You better be right.”
My cock didn’t do a damn thing. Her pussy slowly lured me into her depths, coating me with her honey, drugging me with her scent. The deeper I went, the tighter it got.
I gasped. “Fuck, you’re tight. Too tight, you’re gonna choke the cum out of me,” I hissed, fighting the urge not to ram her up and down and all around my bedroom. It was sound proof, so that didn’t sound like a bad idea.
I bumped up against her limits, and her eyes fluttered open. The most guttural moan oozed from her lips, signaling that she was ready. I was crammed tight all the way inside her, completely filling up her tight pussy that was stretched all the way open for me.
I leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Sounds like you’re ready to get a thorough fucking.”
“Yes, please,” she pleaded. “Please thoroughly fuck me.”
I never had an easier time fulfilling a request.