Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
It hurt like last time. It didn’t matter how open my legs were. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t my first time. His big dick was still too large for me, and fucking me once wasn’t enough to stretch me out. It felt like a thick metal pipe had been shoved between my legs—hard as steel.
Slate watched my reaction to him, watched the way I struggled to take him. “I’m popping your cherry all over again.”
“It feels that way…”
He hadn’t even started to thrust yet. He held himself on top of me as he gave my body a chance to get used to him, to stretch so it wouldn’t be so painful. His arms kept my thighs apart so he could easily fit his big length inside me. His heavy breaths filled the space around us, his arousal audible in every breath he took. The longer he stared at me, the more his length thickened. It even twitched, even though there wasn’t much room for it to move. “It’s gonna take the full three months just to break you in.” He started to thrust, to gently move his dick in and out of me.
I rocked with his thrusts, feeling his enormous dick move in and out as my body shook with the movements. His gargantuan size almost seemed too big, too unnatural. He wasn’t the kind of man who should be a woman’s first lover. Maybe I should have started on a smaller scale, a man with a normal-sized dick.
As much as I tried to resist, the tears formed in my eyes. It was such a visceral kind of pain, and in a twisted way, I enjoyed the way it hurt. I enjoyed the fact that he was such a big man that my pussy could barely take him.
He pressed his forehead to mine and moaned as he continued to thrust, turned on by the sight of my tears. “You’re pretty when you cry.” His long cock slid in and out, nearly tapping against my cervix every single time. He watched the tears streak down my cheeks as he gave me his cock over and over. He started to moan repeatedly, as if the scene in front of him was too erotic to handle. “Fuck, you make me wanna come, sweetheart.”
“You better not. Not until I’m finished.”
He stopped his thrusts when he was deep inside me, the look in his eyes smoldering. He leaned his head down and kissed me slowly on the mouth, our lips barely moving together. His cock was still pulsing inside me, eager to keep going. Then he started to move again, this time dragging his body right over my clit.
Now the pain was insignificant.
He rocked into me nice and slow, moving into me at a much slower pace than the last time we were together. He continued to kiss me, his lips loving and soft. His moans stopped altogether because he was focused on me, focused on pushing me past the finish line so he could find his release.
It didn’t take long. The tears stopped falling, and my lips trembled against his. I could feel the explosion in the distance, the fast-approaching hurricane that was about to break the storm. My legs widened, and my pussy tightened in preparation for the all-consuming pleasure I was about to feel. My toes curled prematurely, and I started to whisper his name before the climax even hit. “Slate…” I gripped his ass with both hands and guided him into me, wanting him to rub my clit at the perfect spot. I wanted his cock deep inside me even if it still hurt. I wanted all of him, to feel every single inch before I fell over the edge. “God…” The orgasm went nuclear, detonating all my nerves and muscles as the pleasure made its way throughout my entire body. The climaxes I had alone in my bedroom were nothing compared to the ones he gave me. This felt like the end of the world but also the beginning. I screamed against his face as my nails dug deep into his tight ass. “Slate…” If sex was always this good, I shouldn’t have waited so long. It was a spiritual experience, the closest touch to heaven I would ever receive until my time on earth was over. It was indescribable, having a man deep inside me as I came around him.
His thrusts slowly increased because he couldn’t contain himself any longer. It’d been weeks with no sex, so it wasn’t surprising he couldn’t last. He’d been jerking off with his hand and some lube, but that wasn’t the same as the real thing…as I quickly learned. He looked into my eyes as he gave his final pumps. When he reached the moment that made him fall apart, he shoved himself in hard and came, depositing his entire load deep inside me. “Fuck…” His ass tightened as he released, giving me all his seed. “Fuck, that’s good.” He stayed buried inside me as his cock twitched with its final squirts. It slowly started to soften until he was able to remove his cock easily, the come dripping between my legs right away. He rolled over and lay beside me, out of breath, tired, and also satisfied.