CHAPTER 11
Brittney
He drops me on the bed. I can see I’ve brought out the animal in him. There will be nothing gentle about what happens next, nor do I want it that way.
It’s a race to get undressed first. He’s on top of me just as I’m throwing my panties on the floor.
He devours my lips as I reach up, wrapping my arms around his back so I can feel the width of his body. He’s like a humongous V-shape, built from steel.
My hands continue down the sides of his torso, feeling muscles I’d only ever seen on the cover of magazines.
His hands are on either side of my head. I can feel the weight pressing down into the mattress. It’s mentally confusing as you can feel his power and dominance over you while at the same time feel so protected and safe.
I reach for his cock and line it up to my opening, rubbing it up and down my folds.
“Not so fast,” he says, brushing my hand away like it’s nothing as he grabs his shaft rubbing the head up and down my slit as I feel the ridge from his circumcised perfection slide along the opening to my inner walls.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
“You will,” he says, as his other hands reaches up and under my jawline, moving my head back firmly, but gently.
I feel his index finger slide across my chin before resting on my lower lip. It slowly moves left and right across my lips, like a victorious knight on horseback waiting for the castle gate to open allowing him to return to where he’s most revered. He doesn’t have to wait long. My lips part, and his finger slides inside. I feel his digit against my tongue as I reach for his wrists and begin sucking it hard.
Then another orifice is penetrated as I feel his cock slide inside me, causing my mouth to open wide and my toes to flex and curl as he splits me open.
My pussy clenches on him, but he’s too big. He’s moving in and out so so slowly and for as animalistic as we’ve been up until this point this suddenly feels romantic by comparison.
My hands release his wrists and grasp for the sheets, as I wad up big balls of the high quality linen in my hands.
He takes me by my hips firmly but gently as his own hips rock forward and back. I look up and it’s like his midsection is a wave hitting its peaks and troughs as his hips move and his butt flexes causing his cock to glide in and out so fluidly it should be art.
Seconds pass which seem like minutes. My eyes roll back in my head and I feel round two is close to coming to fruition.
I nearly pass out as my mind leaves the room. I feel like I’m in heaven gliding on a cloud, and then suddenly all hell breaks loose as I erupt on him.
“Aaah,” he says, as my juices cover him. He moves in and out of me twice more before the motion stops, and I feel a different kind of liquid moving within me. But this one isn’t trying to get out, it’s trying to get in…and is it ever.
I can feel my body accepting his climax and all my fantasies about him that I’ve ever harbored have come to port and are complete.
It’s cliché to think he’s better than I could have ever imagined, but it’s true. It’s so so true.
And now that I’ve had this…had him…I know there’s no going back. I’ve waited to feel something this deep my entire life, and now I’ve had it. I’ve had him, and all I want is more.
I feel his cock pull out and he face-plants on the bed next to me. It’s exactly how I feel too. Completely spent and completely satisfied.
“I didn’t think it was possible for a man to cum twice on the same erection.”
His head twists on the mattress to face me, as he breathes in and out hard. “I didn’t either,” he begins, “until you.”