Page 15 of Broken

Ava

After I was clearly possessed by a sex demon who convinced me to do a sexy strip tease for Ryder before standing in front of him almost completely naked, I was sure I was going to die of embarassment. I literally have no idea what came over me, but seeing his tattoos and realising he has this whole secret side he keeps from the world just resonated with me. I realised he had obviously trusted me enough to let me see this side of him and I wanted to return the favour. I knew they were not gang tattoos or anything that could be associated with his work because they were beautiful. Each one looked individual, like it might have its own meaning, but they still all fit together like they were designed as one big piece. Very similar to mine. But once I had my tattoo out in the open, along with my breasts may I add, I suddenly started to feel weird. All these thoughts were running around my head. What if he doesn’t like them? What if he’s not attracted to me without clothes on? What if I’m not his type? All of these levels of insanity were swirling through my brain and then he was standing in front of me. I held my breath, waiting to see what he was going to say, and let me tell you, I wasn’t disappointed. Not only does he look at me like he has never seen a sexier woman in his life, but he makes me feel it.

Now, I’m laying on Ryder’s bed, faced with the very large erection outline in his boxers and trying so hard not to stare at his cock. Trying and failing miserably. So instead, I visualise what it would look like if I removed his boxers and took his giant dick into my mouth. Just the mere thought of this has me biting down on my lip to stop myself from going to him, but as I do it, I hear a sexy little growl come from Ryder's throat and I know he knew what I was thinking. Obviously, he was a fan because in the next second he is on top of me kissing me. He tortures me by kissing and nipping his way down my body, across my already painfully hard nipples and down past my belly button. He reaches the waist of my red silk panties and before I have a chance to raise my arse in the air slightly to help him get them off, he literally growls like a caveman as he rips the fabric at both sides of the strappy thong before pulling it away from my body and throwing it over his shoulder. Fuck, that is literally the hottest thing that has ever happened to me and I can feel myself panting, desperately gasping for air, but he gives me no reprieve. His kisses continue, but this time, he peppers them up my legs, starting from my ankles and all the way up to my thigh before breathing softly just next to the area where I am craving him the most.

I’m lying before him, completely naked, but all feelings of self-consciousness left along with the ripped thong. He is looking at my shaven pussy like it is the water in the desert that he has been hunting for days. His eyes are firmly gripped on me and he looks like a starved man. Slowly, he hooks his arms under my legs and spreads them wide before throwing them over his shoulders. I am laying completely bare in front of him and I know for sure, he can see moisture glistening from the effect he has been having on me. I feel as he takes his finger and gently runs it from the top of my folds down to the bottom and back up again. He is gently spreading the moisture around and torturing me at the same time. Everytime he reaches the top of my mound, I feel his fingertip brush across my clit and electricity shoots through me. I raise my arse off the bed, desperate to get closer to his touch, needing more, but he holds my stomach down with his other hand. Clearly, he loves to torture me. I’m just about to start begging when I feel his tongue touch my lips instead of his finger. The sensation is warm and wet but incredibly sexy and when he circles his tongue around my clit, I can't help the moan that leaves my mouth. I have goosebumps all over my body. He continues tracing his tongue around my clit at a lazy pace until I am almost frantic with need and breathing so fast, I'm starting to see spots in front of my eyes.

“Ryder, please. More,” I moan in between pants of breath, desperate to let him know I want to feel more of him. Each time I ask for more, he sucks on my clit just a little bit harder until I feel like I might be starting that journey to breaking point and then he pulls back. He is driving me fucking mad. So, the next time when I tell him I want more, I don’t beg, I demand and it comes out as a breathy shout. “Stop fucking around, Ryder, and put your cock in me. I need your cock inside me right now!”

The cocky bastard actually stops what he is doing completely then, but keeps hold of me so I cannot move. He is smirking at me like he knows how incredibly crazy he is driving me and I actually pout at him because my brain is sex starved and I’m not thinking of anything but his cock right now.

“You want my cock, do you, little vixen?” he asks me in his cocky yet deep voice. I can tell how much he is affected by this too, no matter how well he tries to hide it. As he is asking me, I feel his finger has taken the place of his tongue and it is continuing its slow lazy path up and down my soaking wet folds.

“Yes,” I breathe out.

“Are you sure that you are ready for me, baby?” He gently places the tip of his finger inside my pussy as he asks me that and the resulting moan and affirmative are all rolled into one. The cocky git actually chuckles before punching his finger all the way inside. This time when I moan, I hear his moan alongside it.

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight,” he says as he starts moving his finger in and out my tight, wet hole. “You are so wet, baby. Is all of this for me?” As he asks me, he takes his finger from my pussy, leaving me feeling indescribably empty and desperate for more, but then he surprises me further by placing his finger onto his lips. He then sucks his finger into his mouth and starts licking it like it's the world’s best lollipop. The groan that vibrates from his throat as he tastes me on his finger is so hot, I'm sure I can feel myself gushing even further. Then he adds a second finger to his mouth and before I know what he is doing, he pushes both fingers into my tiny wet hole.

“Fuck. Oh fuck, Ryder. That feels so good.” My brain has lost the ability to think in anything other than curse words and all I can think or feel is the sensation of his fingers as they are moving in and out of my pussy. I can feel my vaginal walls start to clamp around his fingers and Ryder moans. I see that his other hand has disappeared into his boxer shorts and he’s making movements that make me think he is stroking himself in pleasure. I couldn’t see even if I wanted to because the steady rhythm that his fingers are making is causing me to beg unashamedly for more.

I can feel my muscles start to tighten and the electricity starting to shoot around all over my back. The warmth is pooling in my body and my lower stomach, a clear indication I am getting close. In between panting and incoherent mumbles of how good Ryder’s fingers feel, I manage to let him know I am close. I really didn’t need to tell him because if he couldn’t work it out just from looking or listening to me, then I'm sure he can feel the way my pussy walls are clamping down on his fingers like a vice. Just as I’m about to tip over the edge, I feel his fingers retreat and I’m left feeling so empty, but in the next second, I realise why.

Ryder has removed his boxers and is standing before me with his cock in his hand. He is gently stroking it from the shaft up to the tip and when the tip is reached, I notice a drop of pre-cum sitting on the end of his enlarged, angry looking head. He gently massages the pre-cum into the purple swollen head before moving his hands down the shaft to begin the process again. I sit there transfixed and the pulsating need that I feel in my pussy is growing stronger. I didn’t think it would be possible to grow even wetter, but just the sight of what quite possibly could be the largest yet sexiest penis I have ever seen, has me doing just that. Ryder sees me staring and gives me his sexy little smirk.

“See something you like, little vixen?” he says, moving even closer. I know he is tormenting me and so I decide to play him at his own game. I let my legs fall open and for a moment, I can’t believe that I’m displaying myself so openly in front of a guy I barely know. This is really not me. I can count on one hand the amount of guys I have had sex with and even with my long term boyfriend that I lost my virginity to and thought I was in love with, I never felt like this. I’ve never acted so brazenly, like the vixen Ryder says I am. It’s just, there is something about him and the way his gorgeous ember eyes stare at me like he is looking at one of the wonders of the world and he can’t quite believe it. That sexy smirk gives me a confidence that I never knew I had. I take my finger and run it gently and slowly up and down the wetness in my folds. I wonder if I should feel embarrassed by the fact I’m almost dripping, but then I remember how close to orgasm I was a few minutes ago and it’s not surprising. Just looking at the gorgeous guy standing in front of me does crazy things to my body. An overwhelming desire to drive him as crazy as he drives me takes over. Once my finger is coated in my juices, I make sure that my eyes never leave Ryder’s face and I slowly move my finger up to my lips. I start by gently licking the tip of my finger and running my tongue around the top, collecting all of my juices. Keeping our gazes locked, I suck my finger deep in my mouth and I’m sure he knows I'm pretending my finger is his cock. His hand has stopped stroking his growing length, clearly too distracted by my racy display. The deep rumble radiating from him is pure desire and it is almost as though I’m causing him physical pain and fuck, does that feel sexy.

“You know I see something I like, and I know you see something you desperately want. So, why don’t you stop jacking yourself off and fuck me?” I answer his question when I finally remember he actually asked me one, before we started teasing each other. As much as I love to tease him and watch him squirm, my pussy is pulsing with need and I can’t take any more. I have to have him inside me.

Just as Ryder is about to move forward with intent burning in his eyes, I can see how much he wants to be balls deep inside me too, but then he stops. His face is a picture of despair and he suddenly starts looking around the room like the world might end.

“Ryder, what’s the matter?” I start to panic that he is changing his mind. He’s running his fingers through his gorgeous chocolate brown hair and sending it flying at all angles. He looks so stressed, like he’s trying to solve the world’s hardest math problem. Whatever is wrong with him, I want to help. The sooner we sort out his problem, the sooner I can impale myself with that big cock.

“I’m so sorry, Ava. I didn’t even think about this when I got things going. I should never have got us both so wound up when we can’t go through with anything.” Despair fills Ryder’s voice as he says the words I had been sure would come since the moment I kissed him. I should have known he would change his mind. But I have to know what made him decide to. He looked so completely sure just a second ago. I quickly close my legs, pull my knees up to cover my breasts and wrap my arms around my legs.

“Why?” I ask in the smallest voice, sounding more sad than I intended. Ryder sits down on the bed next to me, completely unaware that he is stark-bollock naked still and his cock is standing to attention, staring at me as a reminder of what I can’t have. Ryder moves from running his fingers through his own hair to mine. He gently places a strand of hair behind my ear and forces me to look up at him.

“Hey, don’t ever think this is because of you. I want to fuck you so badly, little vixen. Look at what you do to me!” Ryder points at his cock that definitely did not need any presentation, it’s doing a perfectly good job of making its presence known. I’m trying not to look at it, so I continue staring at Ryder. Hoping that I will be able to magically see the reason for him stopping.

“Babe, I don't have any condoms with me. This is not something I ever do here, so why would I be prepared? I should have remembered that, but you and your sexy little body just drive me so crazy, I seem to lose my mind,” says Ryder whilst peppering little kisses over my arms and neck. As soon as the words leave his mouth, I pull away.

“Wait, so the only reason you won’t have sex with me is because you don’t have a condom? Otherwise you would want to still?” I ask, desperate to try and understand his motives and when he nods his head to confirm, I can’t help the little laugh that escapes. Ryder is looking at me like I have lost my mind. So, before he can object, I quickly climb into his lap, pushing him back so he is laying on the bed. Straddling his hips with my thighs pressed tightly against him, I can feel his dick that has started to soften at the idea of no sex is now becoming rock hard again. As it grows, it gently slides next to my folds. I put my hands on Ryder's chest to pin him down and even though he could most likely move me with one hand, he let me do it.

“Ryder, I have the hormone implant in order to prevent pregnancy. The last time I had sex was over a year ago and when I was tested after I dumped that cheating scumbag, I was clean. I have never, and I mean ever, had sex without a condom. I may not get a lot of choices in my future and so I want to make as many of them as I can now. Ryder, if you agree and you are clean, then I choose you to be the first person to be inside me bare,” I explain to him, trying not to get melancholy at the part where I may never get to make a choice of my own again after tonight. I look down at him, hoping that he agrees with the proposition.

Before I even have a chance to realise what is happening, I have gone from straddling Ryder's thighs to lying flat on my back with him looming over me. My legs are wrapped around his hips with my feet digging into his arse, trying my hardest to pull him closer. I can feel the tip of his cock touching my outer lips and I moan, hoping this means he agrees. I look into his eyes and I’m floored by the amount of emotion I see. He’s looking at me like I have just agreed to give him my virginity, which, in a weird way, I have. He will be the first person to be inside me without a condom, if he agrees. I raise an eyebrow, silently asking him if he is going to answer me.

“I’m clean, haven’t had sex in over two years. I’ve never had sex without a condom either, it’s not something I have ever imagined doing unless I was in a serious long term relationship,” Ryder explained to me and I felt the breath I had been holding rush out. I don’t know why but hearing this makes me inexplicably sad and a wave of despair runs over me. I can feel the tears begin to build in my eyes and I try to pull them back. Who the fuck cries because a guy won’t fuck them bareback? I am being unreasonable and I know it, but I can’t help it. Before my stupid body has time to gather enough moisture to create enough tears to start flowing, I am pulled away from my sadness by Ryder’s breath hitting my ear and his thumb gently wiping across the underside of my eyes.

“Shush, baby, don’t be sad. I was about to say that despite always thinking that way, it went out the window the second you asked me to fuck you without a condom. All my brain kept picturing was feeling the warmth of your tight snatch as it grabs hold of my cock and milks every last drop from me. I can feel my body going all caveman as I have the overwhelming urge to claim you with my cum. I want to be the first person to cum inside of you, so you will always remember that, in some way, you will always be mine.” As he says the final part about how I will always be his, I feel him push his giant dick past the entrance to my pussy and as deep as he can get. He builds up slowly, gently rocking back and forth, trying to get more of himself in each time. He’s so fucking big and I feel like I’m being stretched beyond belief, but it feels so good.

He places his hands under my arse and gently tilts my pelvis upwards more and then pulls my little body towards him as he plunges completely inside me. I feel every inch of his cock. He feels like he’s so deep and yet my walls are clamping on desperately to never let him go. Gripping my legs tighter around his arse, I make it known to him I love how full he makes me feel. I know that by not moving, he’s giving me a minute to accommodate his length, which is by far the biggest I have ever felt. The feeling of his silky soft skin against the warmth of my body is such a weird yet incredibly satisfying feeling. Once I'm sure I’m comfortable with his size and am desperate for him to move, I nod my head, giving him the go ahead. But instead of starting to pound into me, he leans over and kisses me. It's a rough, passionate kiss with his tongue invading my mouth and massaging against mine, making it clear he owns me right now. I feel his hand move in between our bodies and as his finger presses on my clit, I begin mumbling incoherently. The feeling of his cock deep inside of me and his fingers gently teasing my swollen nub is making me frantic with need.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard now, little vixen. Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck your tight wet pussy?” Ryder, the cocky twat, taunts me by whispering his dirty words into my ear and making me tingle all over. I don’t know how he manages to do it but I can feel him everywhere. It's like every single nerve ending is alive and pulsating with desire, and it's all for Ryder.

When he doesn’t move and instead continues whispering dirty promises into my ear, I decide to take matters into my own hands. I start tilting my hips as much as I can when I am trapped beneath his hard body and with his arm blocking the way, but it has the desired effect. Just the slightest movement of his dick inside of me gives me the perfect friction that I am desperate for. The movement also forces Ryder's finger harder against my clit, which sends me crazy. But it’s obvious that Ryder is not too happy at the loss of control because as soon as I start rocking my hips, he pulls his hand away, making me cry out. The next second, I feel a whack as his hand comes down firmly against my arse. I can’t believe he just spanked me. But more than that, I can't believe how much I loved it. That bite of pain that reverberated through my nerve endings at the same time as the pleasure was indescribable and my voice makes a high pitched gasping noise followed by a moan. I look up at Ryder and even though his face is wearing that cocky smirk he uses to let me know he’s in charge, his eyes are almost black with desire. He was turned on by the spank just as much as I was. Before I have time to say anything about it or beg for him to do it again, he finally gives me what I want.

Ryder begins moving inside of me, gently rocking at first but then as the sensation starts to change, so does his pace. Ryder pulls back until he is almost completely pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and desperate. Except for my entrance that is stretched and feeling a beautiful sting that makes me beg Ryder to get back inside of me. He doesn’t disappoint. He slams his cock into my tight wet hole and I feel him hit deep inside as his balls slap against my arsehole. He feels so incredibly deep and the matching groan we both share fills the room. When Ryder hears my moans, he seems to lose all control and he starts pounding into me with great speed. Everytime his balls slap against my arse and the tip of his cock nudges against my sensitive spot, I cry out in beautiful agony. My pussy is getting wetter and my walls are clamping down tightly, desperate to keep him inside me. I can feel the electric sensations building and I know I am getting close again, but this time I am desperate for him to let me finish.

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