“How are you feeling today, Star? Any pain?” I need to know, need to hear the words so I’m fully aware of how gently I need to take her. Because I will be taking her, but I want it to be a pleasurable experience and I will be as easy as I need to be for her comfort.
“Nothing a little ibuprofen won’t cure,” she tells me as she steps back and lifts her top over her head.
My eyes zone in on the delicious globes that are practically spilling over the top of her bra. Not being able to help myself, I step back up to her and lift my hands up and grab onto her ample breast. I love that she’s all natural, no medical enhancements… it’s all her. My mouth waters so I give in and lean over and suck on her raspberry colored nipple that’s easily seen through the silky material. Her hands come up and grab the back of my neck as her head tilts back with an ecstatic noise. My dick grows harder as her excitement reaches my ears.
“Need this off,” I state, reaching around her and undoing the clasps. Once she’s free, I slide the straps over her arms and toss the scrap of material off to the side. “Now, where was I?” I ask before leaning over and sucking her taut nipple into the depth of my mouth.
“Yes,” she huskily sighs as her fingers comb through my hair.
Needing to taste more of her skin on my tongue, I kneel down on the floor. Once my knees are firmly planted, I reach up and pull down the shorts from her body. With my face in direct line with her pussy, her aroma catches my nostril’s attention. With just her underwear in place, I lean forward and pull the material to the side. Now that her pussy lips are fully displayed, I reach forward and swipe my tongue from bottom to clit. Her juices begin to run down her thighs, so I take a moment to lap them up. Needing to see every damn inch of her, I pull them down and leave them at her ankles. I push her legs together, then take my thumb and pull up the hood of her pussy.
“I’m gonna fucking eat you until you’re writhing and screaming out my name.” As soon as those words leave my mouth I capture her clit in my lips and suck it deep, to where it’s extending in my heated cavernous mouth. My hands begin to shake in need with every taste of her that reaches my buds. Fuck, she’s a delicacy that I could devour each damn hour of the day. I pull back and slide my tongue through her folds. Her hands are now yanking on my hair as my thumb begins to strum her clit.
“God, Shamus. So good, I’m gonna come,” she informs me before her legs begin shaking and my name is a chant on her tongue. When her tummy muscles tighten, I shove my tongue as far up her as it can reach. I don’t want to miss a single thread of her release. Once she comes down, I shove two fingers up her and then stand up. I lift her up, she wraps her legs around my waist, but my fingers stay in place, pumping in and out of her tight sheath. I place her back gently on the bed and continue with my ministrations.
Her pussy is clamping down on my digits like a vice. I can’t wait to feel my dick buried inside. “Undo my jeans, darlin’,” I say, or growl, at this point I’ve nearly lost all cognitive thoughts. Her hands shakily reach down and I feel my belt give way and soon after the button and zipper are released. She takes her feet and shoves my jeans as far down as she can get them with our position. Reluctantly, I step back and remove my fingers from her depth. She moans when they are dislodged, but I have this desire to feel my skin brushing against hers as we make love.
I quickly deposit myself from the material that’s covering me and crawl over her in the bed where she’s waiting for me to take her to places unknown. Making love to someone is a new experience for both of us. The women I’ve been with in the past were there for one thing only, to relieve stress by getting my rocks off. For her, it’s been about survival. We are going to be learning from one another what true, unadulterated love is all about.
Placing my fingers back inside of her, I pump them and scissor them, I want her to take me easily, she’s had enough pain in her life and I don’t plan on being another man who does that to her. She needs to feel how important she is to me. If that means putting my animalistic need for her on temporary hold, that’s what I’ll do. I’m a man, I can control my cock not the other way around.
“Are you ready for me, Star?” I’m hoping she hasn’t changed her mind. As hard as my dick is, it’s possible it’d rot and fall off from underuse.
Dick rot, I’d be the only man on the universe to die of such an endeavor. I glide my hand over my appendage, needing to show him some much needed attention.
“God yes, please, Shamus. I’m aching with need to be filled to the brim by you.” I use the lubrication from her to slather my dick with. That’s when it hits me that I didn’t get a condom out of the drawer. Reaching
