She jerked violently at the contact, her grip on my hair tightening. She whimpered, her body shuddering as I lifted her hips off the bed, and held her in my cupped hands.
I had just begun.
Her musky heated release swirled around in my mouth. Delicious. I went back for more. I lapped her up like a starving man, my tongue digging into that secret begging hole for more, and then sliding upwards to finally meet her swollen clit. I closed my lips around the throbbing bud and sucked hard.
She gave a little scream and almost flew off the bed.
I raised my head. “Shhh,” I cautioned.
But she was long past coherence with her body writhing at the pleasure overwhelming every nook and cranny, as her head kept thrashing from side to side.
Her parents’ wing was on the other side of the mansion, but as a precaution, I stuffed her nightie into her mouth. Then I returned my mouth to her pussy. I circled the trembling entrance to her body, before once again thrusting my tongue inside her. Desire flowed out of her opening, soaking my mouth with its wetness and I lapped her clean. Two fingers replaced my tongue and I marveled at the slick reception.
A third finger eventually joined the onslaught as I curved and stroked her sensitive inner walls.
Her muffled cries and moans filled my ears. Even I could no longer regulate the harshness of my breathing, or my arousal as I let my finger keep plunging deeper into her depths.
Soon, she began to convulse. “No, Angelo … stop,” she cried, trying to pull away.
I ignored her, maintaining the hard, steady momentum of my thrusts in and out of her.
Her release burst through her, spraying me with a sweet shower, as she fought to free herself from my hold.
I let her go. Rising to my feet, I shrugged my jacket off my shoulders as I watched her seal a hand over her mouth in a belated effort to contain her screams. She sounded tormented and it absolutely enthralled me. There were tears of pure bliss in her eyes and I couldn’t wait to see them roll down her cheeks.
“Holy hell,” she shuddered, as she pressed her hand to her clit, trying to soothe the delicious ache from the orgasm. By the time she recovered enough to gather her wits, my jeans were around my knees and my cock was free.
She gasped as she took in the size of my manhood. "Fuck,” she breathed, her eyes wide. She gazed greedily at it, licking her lips and her hands reaching out as though she wanted to touch it. “That’s … big. Are you sure it’s going to fit?”
If I had been in a different mood, I would have laughed at the astonished, dazed expression on her face. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit,” I promised.
She giggled nervously.
I pulled out a condom from the pocket of my jeans. I rolled it on, and moved towards her once again.
When my knees sank into the bed she reached up, encircled her arms around me, and caught my lips in a deep almost desperate kiss. It was as though she was silently requesting I go easy on her, but couldn’t voice it out loud because she wanted nothing to interfere with the intensity of pleasure she knew was coming her way.
I brushed her hair out of her face and assured her I wouldn’t hurt her.
Then I laid her back on the bed, and held her gaze as I slipped my cock between her folds. I stroked the wet, thick head up and down her little pussy and she arched her back in appreciation and readied herself for what was to follow. I positioned the crest at her entrance, and slid a few inches into her.
“Ahhh,” I groaned, the thud of my heart ringing in my ears. She was so slick with arousal her opening immediately accepted me, but then further in, it gripped me so unbelievably tightly that I almost came right then. “Ready?” I asked, but couldn’t even hold myself back enough to receive a response.
“It’s my first time,” she cried out, but it was too late. I had already slammed into her.
All the blood drained out of my brain. “Fuck,” I cursed, freezing inside her with shock, and tightening my grip on her hips.
Her eyes were wide and full of wonder. “Wow, it feels amazing to have you inside me. Don’t stop.”