once again. Was I really okay? Capital N-O! I was out of mind. Lying here with my legs spread with a devastating stranger, who had just destroyed my panties and now was playing with my most private parts. Giving me exquisite sensations that were sending me orbiting. The real shocker, I was letting him. In fact, I was aching for more.
“Please don’t stop,” I cried out, so close to coming.
He smiled. “You’re doing great, Olive.”
“Does that mean I get the job?”
“We’re about to find out.”
Without warning, he withdrew his hand from my pussy. His fingers were glistening with my juices.
“Wait! What are you doing?”
My eyes widened as he licked his soaked thumb.
“Mmm. You taste delicious. I should glaze my donuts with your sweet icing.” After another lick, he circled his long fingers around the base of his giant shaft. Let me tell you, this was no Twinkie. It was hard and rigid like a steel rod.
“Next activity,” he said as he rubbed it along the spots where his thumb had been, coating the tip with my slickness.
As I sucked in a breath, he lifted one of my legs over a broad shoulder, spreading me further. He then anchored his hand on the back of the sofa, and with the other, inserted his humongous cock inch by thick inch into my entrance, stretching me apart.
“Oh my God,” I wailed, with equal parts shock, pain, and want.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted, pushing his cock in deeper. “Relax, princess.”
Was he kidding? Relax? When his enormous cock was ripping me apart? Should I tell him? Rather than overthinking it, I gave into the moment and the gorgeous beast of a man, who was about to change my life.
Slowly but surely, by the time he hit my womb, my inner muscles relaxed and were clenching around his enormous erection with little discomfort.
“You feel so fucking amazing,” he hissed as he slid his length back down.
“You do too.” A girl with an appetite, I’d never felt so sated.
On the next beat of my heart, he was pummeling me like a barbarian, hitting some magic spot inside me I never knew I had. I heard myself moaning and groaning, then the moans and groans morphed into whimpers as an orgasm began to build, the intensity so great I didn’t think I could hold on.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” I breathed out over and over. Holy smoke! My “O”-for-ovaries were going to implode.
As my orgasm broke loose, giant waves of ecstasy rolled through my body, taking every molecule with them. I balled the fabric of his jacket as three tiny words escaped my throat: “I love you.” A whirl of psychedelic colors spun in my head. Even in my delirious state, I was conscious I’d said them and I knew I couldn’t take them back. Perhaps, our moans, groans, and pants drowned them out. Okay, confession. Who was I fooling? I meant them. At this moment, I loved this man with my heart and my soul, both body and mind.
“I’m not done with your sweet little pussy. You’re going to come for me again,” he growled, not slowing down his pace. “And again.”
“Okay,” I managed as he continued to pound me. I still couldn’t believe what was happening. That I was letting this man ravage me. My burning want and need for him negated any second-guessing or rationality. And so did my ecstasy. I was drawn to him like a magnet, unable to resist.
“This time, I want to hear you scream out my name,” he breathed against my neck, pumping harder and faster, his balls slapping against my clit. I could no longer hold back.
“O-O-O-O-O-wen!” His name spilled out of my mouth in frantic pants as he took me over the edge yet again. With one more deep thrust of his hot pulsing length, I exploded with an encore, my body, convulsing with his, my heart beating out of my chest.
His own explosive orgasm met mine with a sonorous sigh of my name. So beautiful…like a song. Emptying himself, he collapsed upon me, his large body caging me.
After several long minutes in this position, he whispered in my ear. “You’re a perfect fit, my Olive. The job is yours.”
As much as I should have been thrilled, uncertainty dampened my spirits. Was his heart also mine? He was all I wanted. I was head over heels in love.
Holy shit. I’d fucked a lot of women. But I’d never fucked a woman like Olive.
She was so hot, so wet, and