Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
I’m crying out louder and louder, the song of my bliss echoing through the mountains. When I climax, it feels like the mountains move around me, my world forever shifting.
I lie there, covered in glorious sweat. “You’re even more beautiful like this,” he says.
Giggling, I just smirk at him. “I think I could even be more beautiful with you inside me.”
He raises an eyebrow. “You want that, do you?”
“I do.”
“Are you sure? Do you want to have your first time...” He pauses. “Uh... first time with me to be in the middle of some meadow in the forest?”
I stare at him, like I’ve been caught red-handed. Did he have some sort of magical virgin-detector powers or something?
“I’m sure, I’m sure,” I state. “I want you, Hawk. And if I want it, isn’t that all that matters?”
Perhaps he’s just able to pick up on the clues, how sheepish I feel about all of this. I’ve definitely proven myself naïve in other ways, so what’s one more on top of the rest?
I speak no lies, though. I want him. A kind, smart, handsome man like Hawk is everything I ever wanted, and definitely who I want my first time to be with. So I spread my legs, look at him, and try to give the sexiest gaze I can manage.
Which may well look ridiculous, given my lack of experience, but I think someone like Hawk appreciates my spirit.
My lover sighs, smiles, and then pushes down the last bit of clothing he had on, his boxer briefs. His cock springs forth, pulsing strong and looking bigger up close than ones I’ve seen before.
The internet must show them from odd perspectives that you don’t get to see in real life.
I reach for his, cock, wrap my hand around it. I hear his playful giggles. I take hold of him, and pull him closer as I lean back, ready for the next step of our tryst.
He’s right there with me as I guide him toward my slit, ready to let him be the first man to claim me. Hawk watches me as his cock head teases the outside of my pussy, poking and prodding at me, and filling me with such intense anticipation again.
“Take me. Fuck me,” I whisper to him, my arms wrapped around the back of his head.
He nods enthusiastically as he starts to push himself in, slowly. He watches me closely; the last thing he wants to do is to hurt me.
Feeling his cock invade me, pushing past my folds, goddamn, is it such a profound feeling. The adrenaline that had cooled ever so slightly is now pumping through me again as I welcome his entire cock into my body. He presses forward bit by bit, until soon, he’s all the way inside me. It feels immense, intense, and I have to say, I kind of love it.
It’s a bit strange, too, but it’s a new experience. Everything takes a little getting used to sometimes, and this is no different.
All the while Hawk watches me, like, well... a hawk. He’s concentrated on making sure my first time is as sweet and pleasant as he can manage.
When he’s sure that this is going to be the complete opposite of "first-time horror stories," he kisses me on the lips, holds me tight, and then slowly yet surely begins to fuck me good and proper. A gentle caress, his hair mingling with my violet locks makes this every bit as sweet as I always hoped it would be.
The pace is slow at first, Hawk still unsure he isn’t going to split me in half. With how he’s hung, I can understand his worries, but it turns out I’m a lot more flexible than I could ever imagine. It’s almost kind of boring, and I squeeze him on the ass and grasp his cock and shoot him a playful glare.
He starts to take me hard, steadily, powerfully, and I get to enjoy the friction of his cock sliding out of my sensitive slit only for him to enter again, the jolt of delight searing through me.
Something about the shape of his member is just right, tickling my clit with each and every penetration. Or maybe Hawk just knows how to fuck a woman in a way that lets her feel it in the best way possible.
And boy, do I feel it. I grind against his cock as he takes me, bucking up and down against him. My knowledge of sex might be limited to certain unsavory internet sites, but I know enough to realize no one really likes a pillow princess. While I may well be a princess in a lot of ways, in this case it is definitely an adjective I didn’t want to describe me.
So I do my damndest to meet him with the same enthusiasm and need that Hawk is showing me. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close as though I'm holding on. My fingernails run down his back as the height of my passion grows. I grind against Hawk, cry out, my voice becoming rapidly louder and more incomprehensible by the moment, just like I did when I was at the mercy of his tongue.