She scrambles next to me from my growl but that’s not nearly enough. I yank her onto my lap so she straddles me and her pert tits smash against my chest while I cup her heated face. Kissing her and rewarding her for working so hard. “You are incredible.”
She talks against my lips, muffled from me praising her, and I pull back. Unwilling to miss a single word she utters.
“Do you really love me?”
“Fuck yes and I know you love me too after that performance.”
I earn her shy smile as well as her heart with her kisses peppering all over my face. Now it’s my turn to show her how happy I can make her.
“Do you know what getting eaten out means?”
“You mean like going out to eat at a restaurant?”
Jesus. I must be dead because being with this innocent angel really is heaven. I push off the sofa, and she emits a cute little shriek as she squeezes me tighter from the abrupt movement. Fuck me if I don’t love her arms coiled around my neck and her legs wrapped around my torso. I stroke up and down her bare back while I carry her to our bed. “No, it’s when I stick my tongue in your pussy, licking and sucking until you come in my mouth.”
The shocked gasp manages to generate a genuine chuckle out of me despite how rock hard I already am for her again.
“People don’t really do that, do they?”
“Yeah, they do. And, I’m going to do it to you.”
I gently lay her on the mattress, and she doesn’t seem to mind the cold sheets this time. Too laser focused on me, she just watches in ardent curiosity as I shove down and kick off my sweat pants before I claw at the material on my back and yank my tee over my head, tossing the shirt on the floor too. “Don’t worry, you’ll love it. And, if you don’t, we’ll stop.”
Without any preamble, I push her knees apart and crawl army style in between her legs, cradling her pert ass in my palms and lifting her pussy to my face. I breathe in deep, savoring her natural scent layered under my body wash from her shower. Knowing she smells like me before I fill her up with my cock spurs me to do nothing else but pleasure her. No more waiting or thinking. For either of us.
Lapping long and deep between her delicate folds, I earn my first taste of her arousal. Musky yet sweet nectar deluges my tongue while her stuttered breath wafts to my ears. I lick over and over, keeping time with her hips rocking into my face, but it’s when I suck in her clit she cries out with pure unadulterated joy. I smile against her pink lips, already swelling from my vigorous attention. I guess she loves it, and we’re not stopping.
I ask her anyway. Just to be sure. “What do you think? Do you like me eating you out?”
“Oh yes! Very much yes!”
Urgent fingers uncurl from gripping her thighs to grasping my hair, stroking over my scalp and tugging the damp strands. I guess she wants me to keep going. Which I’m more than fucking happy to do.
I fucking love how she’s innocent yet not embarrassed. Not too shy to let me fuck her with my tongue and fingers, which I slowly wiggle inside of her while I tease her clit. Giving her everything with my forefinger stroking her g-spot, my thumb pressing against her rosebud asshole, and my teeth scraping her throbbing nub. I’m readying her to take my cock because there’s no way in hell I’m not fucking her after this.
My efforts work, and she screams out my name along with her release. Her first ever orgasm hits her hard. I don’t let her come down. I keep torturing her body—teasing and stretching her pussy trying to suck me in deeper, breaching the tight rim of her forbidden hole with the tip of my thumb, and suckling her clit—and set her off again. Unintelligible words rip from her mouth as she shatters, lying spent and motionless except for a last few quakes rippling through her.
So fucking magnificent. I slowly kiss up her stomach and chest to reach her dewy face. She doesn’t open her eyes but parts her lips, tasting herself for the first time too as I sweep in my tongue and own her mouth while I line up my cock to her entrance. Drenched and supple and so ready for me.
I push in just a little and play a whole lot to keep her wet and relaxed. Her clit loves the heel of my palm twisting back and forth, and I can barely stand her mewls of pleasure as she squirms against my dick. Fighting the overwhelming desire to shove all the way in and rut like a fucking beast in my woman. “I love you Tulip and I want this to be the best it can be for you.”
“It is. It feels so good.”
A moan I don’t think she can control vibrates against my lips forcing me to mimic her with my own groan as we share the same breath. I’m sweating like a motherfucker holding back and her small hands slip off the slick skin of my torso so she cups my face instead. My traitorous body thrusts of its own accord from her tender touch. Her wince of discomfort fades quicker than I’d ever expect from our size difference. But like the gorgeous flower she is, her body seems to open for me without the level of pain I anticipate. “Are you sure? I’m scared I’m going to hurt you.”
“It’s good I swear. It really stings when you move at first, but then it get so much better.”
“Fuck petal it’s only going to get better and better each time.”
When she starts writhing again, encouraging me to drive deeper, I work in more of my cock until I finally hit resistance. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Only three-fourths the way in, and I’m hammering her cervix. She’s too timid to admonish me, but I can feel her flinch with each plunge. Genuine agony rocks her from the hits. I still, letting her catch her breath while I try to catch my racing mind. I refuse to hurt her and if this is as far as we can go like this today than so be it. I love her even if I can’t fuck her properly. Her eyes flutter open as I hold her, pressing soft kisses to her warm skin.
“Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?”
I immediately shake my head, smiling down at my future wife to reassure her everything’s fine. “Fuck no, you’re perfect. We just don’t fit together very well like this.”
Her forehead almost slams into my nose as she struggles to raise up on her elbows with me hovering over her and peer down to where our bodies are joined yet not completely.
“Well that’s not good.”
God I really do love her. Cuddling her close after she lays back, I stroke down the side of her face. Attempting but failing to smooth the frown darkening her expression. “There’s other positions we can try next time.”
I’ll finish her this morning with my fingers and tongue and then jack off in the shower. We’ve got the rest of our lives to figure out how her pussy can take me.
“Why next time? Why not now?”
She reaches down and strokes my cock, already realizing how to drive me over the edge. I grit my teeth from the glorious torture that’s almost breaking my resolve. “Fuck Tulip. I was trying to be romantic and make love to you, not take your virginity doggy style.”
“If you love me, then this animal way is romantic.”
Animal way. Jesus christ she’s too much for me to resist. I’ve got to take her from behind. There’s simply no choice now. I won’t survive otherwise. “Are you sure?”
“Yes!”
Excitement fills her shriek and her body as she wiggles underneath me, making those sweet round tits jiggle so damn close to my mouth. God help me. I flip her over to her knees and almost slam my cock inside her when she looks back with so much fucking anticipation. “I can control the angle better this way but you tell me the second it hurts you got me?”