Mary was too fucking pretty as she crawled out of the sheets, her cunt still dripping for me, breasts swollen and pink from my hands and mouth. Her hair was a mess, and I didn’t miss how wide her eyes still were as she strolled over to me, catching my gaze before she dropped to her knees.
Fuck me.
That sight alone was enough to make me bust.
She looked up at me, every curve of her catching the soft rays from the light outside her window. It slipped through the blinds in little slats of gold, painting her in stripes of shadow and light.
I arched a brow, and without another cue, she turned her focus to my briefs, sliding her warm fingertips into the bands before dragging them down my hips. They caught on my ass, on my erection, and she yanked harder, pulling the fabric to my ankles as my cock sprang forward.
I’d seen the look before when a girl saw my length for the first time. In some ways, I found it to be a curse. I’d had girls walk out, or others who would try but we couldn’t ever get past them taking the first half of me. Guys always slung jokes about massive cocks, but few knew the burden of actually having one.
But watching Mary as she took me in, her worry faded, and her lips curved up in anticipation like I was a challenge she couldn’t wait to prove she could handle.
She licked her lips, reaching out to take my cock in her fist. I groaned at the first contact, at the feel of her hand wrapped around me as my cock jerked from the touch. I was so fucking gone after hearing her scream my name that I was two pumps away from coming. It took every ounce of focus and control I had not to.
“I won’t be able to take you all the way in my mouth,” she said, looking up at me through her lashes like she was ashamed of that fact.
If she only knew that those words and this view of her tits under my cock were enough to make me blow without so much as a lick.
“You’re in control,” I said instead, and I slid one hand into her hair, guiding her mouth to me.
She opened, swirling her tongue over my tip and coating me in her saliva as I groaned and let my head fall back. It was so fucking good, so fucking sweet after wondering what it would be like for so long.
I looked back down through heavy lids just in time to watch her dive, stretching her mouth open as wide as she could and sticking her tongue out, too. She took just under half of me in before she choked, and I hissed at the feeling, the sound, the view of her hair twisted in my fist and my cock in her mouth.
“Use your hands,” I coached, and she obeyed like the good girl she was, wrapping one hand around me under her mouth before the other came up and covered the rest of me. For a moment, I was completely wrapped in her warmth, and I savored that brief stillness before I said, “Now, slick your hands and use them with your mouth.”
Again, she did exactly as I said, her eyes floating up to meet mine as she pulled my cock out of her mouth. She rolled her hands up and over where she’d been sucking me, wetting her palms before she dragged them down my length again.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned. “Just like that.”
I loved how much she preened under that praise, how she took me in her mouth again with even more eagerness. She sealed her hands together and that top hand to her mouth, and then she worked them in time together, pumping and twisting and sucking in a perfect rhythm that made me see stars.
My toes curled, spine burning with the need to release. My balls were already so tight, and one glance down at her, one millisecond watching her tits bounce as she worked me had me ready to pull out of her mouth and paint her with every last drop of my release.
Against every urge in my body, I pulled her hair, pulled her off me, and slowly helped her stand. I hissed when she fully released me, and then laughed at her pouty lip once she stood in front of me again.
“Not yet.”
I grabbed her hand in mine and dragged her back to the bed. Crawling in first, I situated myself so I was seated against the headboard, and then I pulled her on top to straddle my lap. It was all the restraint I had left to pause a moment and reach in my bedside table drawer for a Magnum. I slid it over my length, taking my time since Mary was watching the movement with her lips parted like my cock was the prettiest thing she’d ever seen.
“Come here,” I said when it was affixed, and I grabbed her hips in my hands, squeezing the softness there and lifting her until she was balanced on her knees. She braced her hands on my shoulders and lowered just an inch, my crown lining up at her entrance.
Then, I took a breath, and loosened my grip on her hips, letting her take control.
If she was going to try to take me all the way in, she needed to move at her own pace.
“It’s yours, baby,” I told her. “Take it.”
She bit her lip on a moan, rolling her hips until I fit into her seam. She sank just an inch and we both shook, moaning, her eyes fluttering shut while I kept mine open and fixed on where she was taking me.
“Leo,” she breathed when she sank down a little more, and my name on her lips had me desperate to feel her.
I leaned forward, grabbing her and pulling her into me for a kiss. I wrapped my arms fully around her, holding her tight to me as I flexed my hips just marginally, enough to slide a bit farther in. She was still fucking soaked from me, but when she hissed, I knew I was stretching her open.
My forehead hit hers, and I bit back a groan as she lowered down a bit more. When she winced, though, I cupped her face and made her look at me.
“We can stop.”
“Fuck you,” she said, and as if to prove a point, she lifted onto her knees and dropped down even lower.
I was three-fourths of the way in now, and the way she dug her nails into my shoulders as she lifted and dropped back down, again and again, slicking me with her desire as she stretched herself open for me — it was ecstasy.
“You feel so fucking good,” I told her, moving my hands to grip her ass. “I want to fill you. I want you to sit this sweet ass all the way down.”
She whimpered, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me hard. Up and down, her ass bounced in my hands as she rode me, slow and smooth, taking in just a centimeter more each time.
Then, on a breath, she tucked her pelvis, shifting to the perfect position to let me all the way in.
“Oh fuck,” she cried. “Fuck, God, Leo.”
Each word was a sip of air as we both stayed perfectly still, her adjusting to the feel of me while my cock throbbed inside her. I held her there for a long time, kissing along her neck, her jaw, up to suck the lobe of her ear into my teeth. I trailed my fingertips over her back, soothing her, patient and waiting.
She pressed onto her knees, the cool hair sweeping over my slick cock, and then she slid back down again. This time, she tucked her pelvis as she lowered, taking me in one fell swoop that made us both cry out.
“Mierda, Mary,” I breathed, my lungs on fire at the sight of her as she lifted and did it again. Her tits bounced when she hit my lap, and I grabbed them in two handfuls, playing with those torturous barbells through her nipples.
She relaxed a bit when I did, rolling her hips and grinding her clit against my pelvis with me deep inside. When I realized she was going to come again, I took control, letting her brace herself while I slowly flexed my hips, working her from the inside while my fingers played with her piercings and she ground herself on me.
“One more, baby,” I whispered in her ear. “One more for me.”
A mixture of a whine and a moan left her, like those words were both permission and a command she didn’t want to follow. But her movements became more erratic, hips gyrating, and then she came in a beautiful, chaotic symphony of shaking limbs and loud moans, her walls squeezing around me.
I covered her mouth with one hand, muffling her the best I could but loving the noises too much to snuff them out altogether. By now, if the other guys had heard, they’d heard. Still, I didn’t want anyone else to hear those sounds that were just for me.
“Oh my God,” she panted, collapsing on me. “I can’t move.”
I chuckled, kissing her hair before I carefully maneuvered us. I rolled her off me and onto her stomach, and then I crawled on top of her, balancing myself above her as I positioned my crown again. She was even more wet, and I slid in a bit easier, though she tightened the farther I pushed.
“I’m almost there,” I promised, and I withdrew before pushing in a bit deeper, savoring how her full ass rippled when I did. “But I can stop if—”
Mary silenced my offer by backing her ass up and taking me deeper inside, her pussy walls tightening around me like a fucking glove.
“Please,” she begged, arching so my chest aligned with her back, and from above her, I could watch her tits pressed against the mattress as well as I could see my cock disappear inside her again. “Come inside me, Leo.”
My next curse was just a breath as I picked up the pace. I didn’t care that I had a condom on, those words lit me up with possession, with the idea that she wanted me to spill inside her. Balancing on one palm, I snaked my other hand up under her, squeezing her breast before I slid it up higher and wrapped my fingers around her throat.
She arched into me, gasping in pleasure, and I squeezed a bit tighter, holding her still while I flexed and pumped and took.
“Goddamnit, Mary,” I grunted, and then fire ripped from my toes up to my balls, from my head down to my cock, all the blood and awareness rushing to that one place. I busted hard enough to blacken my vision, and Mary’s moans only coaxed me on more. Every time I thought I was done, the orgasm would keep coming, draining me in the most powerful climax of my fucking life.
“Ho…ly… shit,” I breathed as I pumped, still squeezing her neck until I felt my cum leaking out of the condom.
Fuck.
I quickly rolled off her and over onto my back, and Mary looked surprised for only a second before she saw my cock twitching, more cum than the condom could handle dripping out of the edges of it.
She wet her lips, and then peeled the condom off me and took me with her mouth and hands again, sucking me dry as I shook and convulsed under her. It was almost too fucking much, my cock as sensitive as an exposed nerve, but I kept coming, kept climaxing, filling her mouth even after the condom.
When I was finally spent, Mary sat back on her heels and swallowed, smiling at me wickedly.
“Fucking hell,” I said on a laugh, running my hands back through my hair.
Then, I reached forward and grabbed my girl, pulling her into the sheets with me and wrapping her up. She giggled as I clutched her in my arms, throwing a leg over her for good measure.
“Are you caging me, sir?”
“You’re damn fucking straight, I am.”
She laughed again, but then gasped, pressing against me so she could look at my chest. “Your tattoo!”
“Is fine,” I finished for her. “I made sure not to rub it or put pressure on it.”
She took a moment assessing it for herself before she believed me, and then she laid back in the sheets, her sated eyes heavy where they watched me.
“Do you need food?” I asked.
I thought she tried to laugh, but she only closed her eyes on a sleepy smile, instead. “Pee, then sleep,” she answered.
I let her peel herself out of bed to clean up, doing the same myself. I put my briefs back on and helped her into her t-shirt, and then we climbed into bed again, and I pulled her into me, folding myself around her with her back to my chest and my legs slipping into the curve of hers.
She slipped away quickly, her breaths turning long and slow.
And I kissed the back of her neck knowing I was ruined for anyone else.
