I bite my lip and fight the urge to close my eyes, then slowly, carefully, sink my hips down. I groan as the head of his cock presses at my pussy entrance, then slides into me, immediately straining against my sides. The feeling makes me gasp, makes me pant— this is nothing like having his fingers or tongue in me, nothing at all. Tyson squeezes my ass, and I slide a bit farther down, my lips parting and eyes widening as I take him in slowly, as I feel him filling me, stretching me around him.

“That’s right,” Tyson says, words choked, and I can see he’s fighting the urge to close his eyes too. “Keep going, sweetheart. You can take more.”

“I—“

“Shh,” he says, and I nod, then sink down further, until I truly can’t handle any more— though perhaps that’s because I can already feel my core electrifying, the orgasm growing in my chest. It hurts, having his enormous cock in me, but in the most perfect way— an ache that I want to repeat again and again. I inhale, lift up, then push down again, riding him.

“There we go,” he says. “Go on. Ride me.”

I nod and lean forward, pumping up and down slowly, letting him take my virginity inch by inch, stroke by stroke. I moan when he spanks my ass and pushes his hips up, forcing another inch of himself into my pussy. I speed up, and Tyson groans.

“You’re so tight. I’ve never been in such a tight pussy,” he says. “You’re perfect, Anna. You’re perfect, and you’re mine.”

“Yes,” I pant, going a little faster. I’m dripping, my wetness sliding down the sides of his shaft as I ride him with more and more certainty. “I’m yours,” I add in a whisper, then cry out as his cock rubs me just right, against the front of my pussy. I lean forward to strike that place again. I’ve never felt anything like it.

“I’ll fuck you however I want, you know. Wherever I want,” he says, grasping my shoulders and pulling my left breast into his mouth. I cry out again, a wail of pleasure that I suspect can be heard from the street, but I don’t care. He grips my ass tighter, then fingers that entrance in a way that makes me want to scream from delight.

“Yes,” I say, nodding.

“Say it,” he orders, his mouth still on my nipple.

“You’ll fuck me however you want. You’ll fuck me wherever you want. I’ll take it. I’ll take you,” I say in a ragged, desperate voice. “Tyson, I’m going to come.”

“Come for me. Come for the first time with a cock in you, Anna,”

He didn’t need to order me— it was going to happen no matter what. An orgasm shreds me body, and I feel my pussy tightening around Tyson’s cock, my body clenching as pleasure like I’ve never known before blinds me to the world. His mouth on my nipple, his cock buried in me— it’s all so much, and I collapse forward, trembling at the rush of sensations, sweating and shaking.

Tyson pulses his cock in and out of me lightly as the orgasm fades, sucks my nipple a little more gently, holding me to him like I’m precious. “Good girl,” he murmurs. “Are you alright?”

“Mmhmm,” I say, not entirely able to form words. He’s still straining at my pussy, and even as the orgasm fades, it feels so amazing that I have trouble speaking.

“You’re going to come again for me,” he says. “You’re going to come plenty more times tonight.”

“I don’t know if I can,” I admit hazily as the world comes back into focus.

“You can. I’ll make sure of it,” he says firmly, and then kisses my head. I don’t know how he does it, exactly, but he’s suddenly rolled me over, cock still in me, and is on top. I shudder as he begins to fuck me, stretching my pussy around him with each stroke. He takes my wrists and holds them over my head with one hand, so I can’t twist away— not that I would have, but I like knowing I can’t. I like knowing he meant it, earlier, when he said he’d fuck me however he wants. I arch my back against him as he drives deeper. Tyson begins to groan with each stroke.

“Wrap your legs around me, Anna,” he says, and I obey, lifting my hips up and locking my legs around Tyson’s waist. The change gives him greater access, and I yelp as he explores a new area of my pussy. “I want to fuck you so hard. I want to pound you,” he says through gritted teeth.

“Do it,” I plead.

“Not yet. Not yet,” he says, fighting the need. “But I will. I’m going to train you to take me hard and fast. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” I gasp at his words. “Please. I want it.”

“I know you do,” he says, and then lifts up, gripping under my torso as he does so. I’m sitting on his cock again, but now he’s sitting up too, and we’re face to face as he enters me, my legs still wrapped around him, my vision blurry from so many sensations. “I’m going to come in you, but we aren’t done, understand? I’m going to come in your pussy, but then I’m going to bend you over and take you from behind. But I’ve got to come in you, Anna.”

I nod frantically, and squeeze him tightly with my legs. He moans, reaches down and feels the place where his cock is entering me. His fingers are immediately wet from the touch, and when he presses his pointer finger against my ass, the lubrication allows him to slide it in. I cry out in surprise and pleasure— I can’t believe I like this. I can’t believe I want his hands there, his mouth there, his cock there— his cock everywhere.

Tyson suddenly groans loud and long, and a beat after he begins I feel his cock pulse in me as he comes hard and deep. I find myself wishing there wasn’t a condom between us— that he was filling me with his come the same way he’s filling me with his cock. He presses his finger deeper into my ass, and I lean forward to let him go deeper, which makes his cock throb yet harder as he comes in me. He slows his thrusting, then opens his eyes and looks into mine.

“Perfect,” he says. “Absolutely perfect.”

“I’m not a virgin anymore, though. Am I still perfect?” I ask, only half in jest.

He kisses me deep and long. “Absolutely,” he says, the words pressed into my mouth. He lifts me off of his cock and eases me onto the blanket, then tugs the condom off. I give him a pleading look, and without words, he knows what I’m asking for; I roll toward him and he guides his cock to my mouth, wet with come that I lick off without hesitation. I never thought I’d do any of this, never thought I’d want any of this, but with Tyson I’m so confident, so sure of everything. He strokes my head as I suck him gently, waiting for the moment we’ve both recuperated enough to go on. He tastes like sex and sweat and him in a way that makes me wish I could take him wholly into my mouth, and the desire for more abates the delicate soreness I can already feel in my pussy.

“Ready, sweetheart?” he asks. I nod with his cock still in my mouth, enjoying the way it feels against my tongue when I do so. “On your hands and knees.”

I scramble to obey, glancing over my shoulder as I hear him rustling for a new condom. He then takes hold of my ass cheeks and spreads them lightly, looking at me in a way that, were it anyone else, would be humiliating— but I want Tyson to see me. I want him to see me from every angle he wants. He fingers my ass again for a moment, then reaches down and rubs my clit as he lines his cock up with my pussy.

“Tell me what you want, Anna,” he says, pressed against my entrance.

I smile, panting in anticipation. “I want you to fuck me, Tyson.”

“Why?”

I glance over his shoulder and meet his eye, words I never dreamed I’d say leaving my lips. “Because I’m yours. I’m all yours to fuck.” I pause, bite my lip, then say what I’m really thinking, what I can’t believe I’m really thinking. “You’re in control, because I’m your fuck toy.”

“That’s right you are,” he says with a groan, and swats me on the ass with his hand before sinking his cock into my pussy.