Chapter 28

Mariah

 

I head back to the guest room, wearing only the towel. When I step into the room, I’m surprised to see that Wesley is still there. Or, rather, maybe he left and came back while I was in the shower.

“Oh,” he says, dropping a robe that he was holding onto the bed. It is fluffy and white – like those comfy ones at nice hotels. “Sorry for the intrusion. I just thought you might want to wear this robe.”

“Thank you,” I tell him, with a smile. “But what if I don’t?”

“I’m sorry?” he asks, his eyebrows raised up towards each other in confusion.

“What if I don’t wear to the robe?”

This is it – my bold invitation for him to hit on me. The ball’s in his court now. He could take my question to mean that perhaps I’d rather get dressed in normal clothes. Or he could take it for what it is…

…and he does.

“You mean, what if you don’t want to wear anything at all?” he asks, a smirk crossing his thick, handsome lips.

“Exactly.”

“Well, I think that can be arranged.”

In two steps, he’s crossed the small length of floor that was separating us, and he’s dropped the towel from my waist. I love that he took charge and did that, rather than leaving it up to me to show my naked body to him.

It’s so much different than the younger guys I’ve dated have acted. I begin to realize there’s a reason I never wanted to lose my virginity to them. I wanted someone older, wiser, more experienced… I was waiting to meet someone like Wesley.

He looks down at me and lets out a low whistle.

“I knew you were gorgeous, but I had no idea you looked this good under there,” he says, putting his hand on my ass and squeezing it, just like I’d just imagined him doing in the shower.

He bends down to kiss me, and his tongue is eager and strong. I wrap my own up with it, and we make out like high schoolers.

“I love your round ass and those perfectly plump tits,” he says, as he pinches my nipple and then bends down to suck on one of them. “I can’t believe I’m so fucking lucky as to be able to taste you.”

He bends down a bit further and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. At first, it’s just like I fantasized about in his shower moments ago, but then it gets rougher, wilder – and I like it. He walks forward and pins me up against the bedroom wall. I hang there, with my naked legs around him, his pelvis leaning into my wet, aching pussy while he hurries to take off his belt and pants.

“You want me in here, don’t you?” he asks, reaching down to grab my pussy lips between his fingers.

“Yes,” I moan, breathing into his ear.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir,” I beg. “Please. Please touch my pussy. Please fuck my pussy.”

I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. No one has ever made me feel this good before, or this dirty in a good way.

Looking down at his fingers as they rub my clit, he asks me, “Does this feel good? Is this what you want?”

“Yes,” I tell him, as he kisses me again and puts two of his fingers up inside my pussy hole. I’m so wet that his fingers are immediately drenched in my juices.

“Look how much you want me,” he says, as he looks down at my wetness all over his hand, while rubbing my clit nearly to the point of making me cum. “This little pussy feels so tight. Have you ever…?”

He looks into my eyes now, and I shake my head, with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

“You’re a virgin?” he asks, looking as if it’s too good to be true.

“Yes,” I nod, my feet gripping his ass as my pussy clenches tighter, because it wants him to change that.

“No one has ever touched this sweet little pussy of yours?” he asks, as he continues to play with it. “It’s all mine for the taking?”

“Yes, sir,” I answer. “It’s all yours. I want you to take it.”

He bends down to get a condom from the pocket of his pants. As he hurries to put it on, I marvel at the sheer size of his cock. I wonder if I can take it.

But soon, its head is up against my pussy and I’m leaning back against the wall, while his mouth is nibbling on my breast again. He’s holding his dick in his hand, teasing me with it while he chews my nipple.

“It might hurt a little bit,” he tells me. “But then it’ll feel good. I promise. You ready?”

“I’m ready,” I tell him.

In fact, I’ve never been more ready. I know we shouldn’t be doing this because he’s twice my age and he’s been my dad’s rival for a long time, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I don’t even want to. I want him to fuck me, for my very first time.

I look down just in time to watch his wide, thick cock enter my pussy for my first time ever. I gasp a bit in pain, my nails scratching his back, but I let him keep going in, remembering what he said about how it would soon be good.

He wasn’t lying, since soon my pussy feels entirely filled up by his big cock. With one of his hands, he twists and pulls on my nipple, while the other massages my clit as I watch his big cock go in and out of me.

“Good girl,” he says, as he plunges further inside me. “Good job taking my big cock. Does it hurt?”

“A little bit,” I admit. “But it also feels amazing.”

“Good,” he says, bending down a bit to bite one of my nipples while he pinches the other one.

“Ow!” I call out. “Now that hurts. But in a good way.”

“Just wanted to give you something to distract you,” he says, twisting my nipple a bit more. My wetness pours out onto his cock, as I feel even more turned on now by the way he’s being rough with me.

“That’s it,” he says, in a soothing voice as he starts pinching my clit now, while still pinching one of my nipples. “Let me have my way with you. Let me do what I want while I pop your sweet little cherry.”

His cock feels so good inside me that I start to moan while calling out his name. I feel so close to him that I wish there wasn’t a condom between us. But I don’t say that, because obviously I’m glad he’s wearing one, logically. Emotionally… I just want to feel him inside me as much and as close as I possibly can.

“Wesley. Wesley. That feels amazing. You’re making me cum.”

“Good,” he says, as I can feel his cock getting bigger inside me, pulsing and throbbing, as he slides his big cock in and out of me. “Because I’m cumming too. In your tight little pussy, which I just deflowered.”

I feel him cumming, into the condom inside me. I hold him tight, breathing hard.

Then we collapse beside each other on the bed, with Wesley’s arms wrapped around me after he takes off the condom and throws it into the waste basket in the corner. My pussy is still hot and twitching, enjoying how he made it feel and wanting more. This is the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life, both emotionally and physically.