“I know,” she breathes, the words thready and hungry. I reach down and grab the collar of the flimsy dress and rip it open. Buttons fly off as the material tears, and Carol lets out a gasp of surprise. Her breasts are covered by a lacy red bra, and I undo the latch quickly, letting it fall unheeded to the ground. Her breasts bounce slightly, and I watch, mesmerized. They are round, supple perfect globes and I need them in my mouth more than I need to breathe.
I suck on the right nipple while pinching the other in my hand. Carol lets out a surprised squeak, but it soon turns into a hunger filled moan. I can’t find it in myself to be gentle, and I leave red marks along the way, nibbling and biting on her, because I soon discover Carol likes just a touch of pain with her loving. Since I enjoy that too, it’s just another sign we’re perfect for one another.
I release her nipples from my lips and worked my way up her chest and up her neck, sucking and leaving marks all the way. She moans louder as I nibble along her collarbone, teasing and torturing her as surely as she has been me today.
I pull back slightly to admire her body, taking in the rosy streaks on her skin, evidence of my touch. I kiss her again now, unable to go without her taste on my lips, as my tongue thrusts in her mouth and I teach her to kiss me as if I was fucking her mouth—which I will soon do with my cock.
Carol gathers my shirt in her hand, tugging on it weakly, silently pleading for me to take it off. I break away from her mouth only to tear it off and toss it over my shoulder. as if asking me to take it off. I pause quickly to tear it off and toss it over my shoulder.
I pull back enough to look at Carol’s beautiful body. It’s glistening and flushed. She’s so hungry for the pleasure I can give her it shows everywhere. She’s naked now, except for her panties and I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful. Carol’s panties are cute and dainty and hug her curves in all the right places. They are also slick against her pussy. God, she’s so wet for me. I run my hands along her thighs, teasing her. She moans, her hips rocking out toward me.
“Please,” she begs, her voice filled with lust and hunger.
I stroke her slit from the outside of her panties. Her legs shake as I reach her clit. As fun as this is, I can’t wait any longer, though. I tear the panties from her body. Carol eagerly helps kick them free, exposing her pussy to the air. It’s coated in her excitement, the wetness even painting her thighs.
“You’re so fucking wet already and I haven’t even fucked your sweet little cunt yet,” I groan, her sweet scent filling the air.
Sugar cookies, vanilla and sex.
I know this will forever be etched in my brain.
“I need you, Cyrus,” she whimpers breathlessly.
“And I’m going to give you what you need, Carol—what we both need,” I vow.
While she’s starting into my eyes, I thrust two fingers into her pussy.
She cries out, the muscles of her pussy tightening on my fingers, trying to ride them.
“Oh God,” she whimpers.
“Just Cyrus, Bebé,” I murmur with a wink, as I begin making scissoring motions with my hand, widening her for the moment I take her pussy and make her mine completely.
I lie Carol back on the bed. Taking a moment to just admire the beauty and precious gift in front of me. My woman, hungry for pleasure, open and bare to me.
I undress letting her watch me. Her hands come up to her breasts and she begins playing with her nipples, and the sight nearly makes me come right then and there. She pulls her legs up, bending them at the knee and holding them open so I can see her beautiful pussy. She’s waiting for me… Begging for me.
I stroke my cock slowly, pumping it once and then again.
“Cyrus… you’re killing me.” I take a minute to reach down to the nightstand drawer and retrieve a condom from the box I bought the other day. I rip it open with my teeth and slide it on, while Carol watches my ever move. “Hurry,” she pleads. I smile, because she’s only echoing my own thoughts. I reach down and rub her clit with the pads of my fingers, while pushing against her entrance with my dick.
“You belong to me, mi corazón,” I growl.
Carol bites her lip as she looks up at me, a mixture of fear and excitement in her eyes. The head of my cock slides inside, but I don’t let it go any farther.
“Cyrus,” she cries.
I pull out and then slap my cock against her swollen, throbbing clit.
“Who do you belong to, Carol?” I demand.
“You. Oh God, I belong to you, Cyrus,” she gasps, her entire body vibrating.
Letting my dick go, I lean over her and caress her face tenderly. Then I kiss her in a kiss that’s a solemn vow that from this moment on I will never let her down. She doesn’t have the experience to know but what Carol and I are sharing isn’t normal. It’s just more…
We aren’t just fucking, we’re making love.
We stare into each other’s eyes and I think she understands. Something passes between us and it feels as if our souls are in sync.
I stand back upright and grab my dick. I thrust inside of her quickly, not stopping until I’m sunk to the hilt. I know I’ve stretched her. She feels so fucking tight that I can barely breathe. Carole gasps, her head going back, her neck arching and she bites her lips to try and stifle the sound of pleasure she feels. Her entire body shivers, her tight cunt tries milking my cock as her eyes squeeze shut with desire. I back out slowly then, watch her as I repeat the process all over again. Each time I speed up, going from slow and torturous until finding a rhythm that has my balls aching to come.
“Cyrus,” she moans, the sound akin to a tortured animalistic noise that makes me want to fuck her so hard she won’t be able to walk for a month.
I lean forward to grab her by the throat, gently clutching it as I pick up the pace. I kiss her jawline, biting at it while my dick pumps in and out of her. She’s tight, and warm and she’s so fucking good. Too good, I know I’m going to come soon, I can’t stop and when I do, I want to know she’s right there with me.
I pound her sweet little cunt, working it hard and it feels like I’m touching her womb. I should be gentle, but I don’t have it in me, I’m too close to coming to hold back.
I move my hand down to her hips, shifting her body and sinking impossibly deeper inside of her. My fingers clench tightly around her hips, pulling her in at the same pace I thrust, leaving marks against her soft skin.
“Cyrus!” she cries, her entire body trembling and I can feel her orgasm begin to tear through her.
I fuck her relentlessly, fucking her toward that edge.
“That’s it, Carol, come for me baby. Come all over my fucking cock,” I growl. “Your sweet little cunt feels so good, so warm, so tight.” I thrust faster, feeling my own orgasm building. “You have such a perfect little pussy,” I praise.
Carol moans my name. “Cyrus… I love you.”
Hearing those words from her mouth, causes me to lose control of myself. I pound into her so forcefully that it is almost painful. My cock is so full of come, so erect that I cry out.
“Mi corazón,” I growl, eventually the words turning into one long moan. I fill the condom with so much cum that it’s a miracle the damn thing doesn’t bust. Even as I’m coming and long after, I’m still sloppily thrusting inside of her. Carol’s pussy belongs to me now, and I’ll never let anyone else have it. I’m damn reluctant to leave her, but when I look down into the eyes of the woman who owns me, I do.