I moan deeply from the back of my throat as waves build between my legs and start to course out to my fingers and toes. The muscles in my back clench and I shake as I start to see colors flashing under my eyelids. This is it.
“Fuck,” I shout, taking a sharp breath in and exploding into a sparkling pleasure like I’ve never experienced. Like shards of glass breaking from a window, my body and soul shatter into bliss, losing concept of reality and being released into the ether for a few beautiful, heavenly seconds.
I fall back onto the pillows below me, tossing my head up and groaning as a shudder of sweet satisfaction rips through me. Carter stays on my pussy, tasting my wetness in his mouth for a moment before rising up for the next act. This show has only begun.
“I think you’re ready for me now,” he says, his chin glistening with my juices.
Once again, I feel a wave of embarrassment over something so blatantly sexual, but I quickly toss it aside and replace it with excitement about having sex for the first time. Carter’s cock is as stiff as an iron pole, and I want it inside of me.
I need it inside of me.
I crave it inside of me.
“Beg me,” Carter says, kneeling at my open legs and tapping his cock against my sensitive pussy.
I feel a jolt of pleasure from the touch of his hot flesh, reminding me of all that I still haven’t experienced. I look up into his serious face, and for a moment, I’m not sure what to say. He has control of me now, but should I really let him?
“Beg me,” he repeats, punctuating each word with deadly silence.
“Please,” I whisper, barely loud enough to hear. If I speak any louder he’ll hear the tremor in my words and the desperation in my voice. I’m a fool for him.
“Please what?” he asks, tapping his cock against my pussy again and staring me dead in the eyes. His iris swirl in emerald green, like the serpents of sin.
My legs twitch at the touch. “Please fuck me,” I say, louder this time.
“I don’t think you want it bad enough,” he says, moving to climb off the bed.
“No,” I shout, jerking my body up and grabbing his arm, digging my nails into his skin. I’ve lost myself to him, and I’m not ashamed anymore. I want him, and I want him badly, and I’m willing to look like a pathetic slut to get him.
Carter smirks, a knowing look in his eyes. He may feel like he has won, and that he stands over me now as my king, but I’m the one who gets the reward for it. I’m the one who enjoys it the most.
“I’ve been waiting for this,” he mutters, returning to me and pulling me by my legs so that I’m in the perfect position for him to enjoy. He presses the head of his cock against the lips of my pussy, sliding it into my hole and changing my life forever.
I take a breath as Carter pushes into me. I watch his expression, reveling in the twisted pleasure on his face as I usher his thick cock into my warm wetness. I want him to feel everything, to experience even a fraction of the pleasure that he has given me. I want to stare into his eyes when he puts his seed deep inside of me and see his soul explode in his large, dark pupils.
I gasp at the intensity that his size provides. It stretches me out, but it feels so right in the process like I was made to be pushed and filled to my limit by him and him alone. My legs shake with every thrust, quivering in delectable pleasure as I experience a whole new world of sexual gratification. I feel sort of stupid for not having done this before, but I’m also happy that my first time is with Carter. I don’t want anyone else.
Carter lets the demons begin to slip from inside of him, moving faster as he bends over and places his hand around my neck. He applies pressure to the sides, showing me what he could do to me if he really wanted to. He could destroy me, and I would be defenseless.
I allow it, giving myself to him and submitting to his power. It’s always the men who think they’re in control when they get aggressive, but Carter wouldn’t have the pleasure of feeling that way without me. I’m in control.
I open my mouth to moan, and he immediately sticks his fingers into it, feeling around my tongue and throat as he fucks me hard. I roll my tongue over his fingers, tasting his skin, clean and bland after his shower. I feel like I’m sucking his cock, but I’m sure it would be much larger in my mouth. Still, the thought of it heightens my pleasure.
Carter squeezes harder, causing blood to swell in my face. I feel like I’m hanging upside down, blood pumping in my ears and filling my face with satisfying pressure. I quite like being choked in such a way, and Carter knows how to do it without putting pressure on my windpipe.
“You like that, huh?” he asks, slamming into me with full force, driving his cock deep into my wet pussy.
I nod. “Uh-hu,” I say, my voice muffled by his fingers.
He pulls them out of my mouth and slaps me lightly across the face. “And you like that,” he says, this time not as a question. He already seems to know things about me that I don’t yet understand, like why his slap would send a rush of excitement through me instead of panic.
“Do it
