Page 39 of Bucked Hard

I strip my t-shirt off my head as the smell of her arousal captures my nose and drowns me in need.

She spreads her legs, her thighs shaking, but still I want more.

“Put your hands on your knees. Pull yourself apart. I want to take a moment to remember how you look right now. Then my tongue is going inside you until you beg for my cock.”

Her hands come up, pulling at her knees as I see the variety of pink that adorns her pussy, gleaming in the candle light.

“Mine.”

That’s the last word I get out before my face is soaking in her wet folds. My tongue makes good on my words. I’m fucking her first this way; I want her supple and so lost in her lust that the pain of breaching her is a little as possible.

She’s tight as hell even on my tongue and her flavor spreads over and through me. She’s fire and ice, burning me and freezing this moment in my brain. I lick her from her virgin opening to her hard clit, feeling the way her body quivers under my mouth. Her whimpers and moans urge me on.

“So sweet, so wet. You want more?” Her body is tense; she’s close but I’m teasing. I circle her clit with my lips and kiss, pinch it between my teeth until her fingertips dig into the soft flesh where she holds herself apart for me. Pulling herself wider and lifting her cunt onto my mouth, so needy, and it’s like a religious experience.

I swallow all that flows out of her, moaning right along with her, raising my eyes to watch the pleasure on her face. My mouth is ravenous and I eat her until she gapes open, pulling her legs so high and wide. Vulnerable and open. It’s everything I could have wished for.

She ignites and her orgasm bursts through her, soaking my chin, drenching my tongue and sliding down my throat and it’s the most delicious juice on the planet. My dick is trying to chip its way out of my pants like a miner buried alive in stone.

I’m drowning in her as she shakes and jerks under me. Her thighs shake like jelly and she tries to pull away, but I pin her with my hands as she releases hers from her legs and tries to rip out fistfuls of my hair. I draw her clit into my mouth as deep as I can, sending her into a convulsion, and sounds come out of her I didn’t know a human could make.

Her moans turn to begging. Begging with my name and words telling me to never stop but I have to.

I need to be inside there. Now. Deep.

It pains me to do it, but I pull my face away, discard my clothes like they are on fire and settle back on her before she can stop shaking. I’m kissing my way up her soft quivering belly, her eyes unfocused and her arms splayed off to her sides like they’ve been forgotten.

“You like that, Dove?” I can’t help the smile that splits my lips because I’ve never felt like I knew this kind of happiness before now. This kind of moment. She’s latched on inside me so deep and so firm that it’s at once both real and unreal, like any moment until now was some sort of preparation.

“Ummm.”

I take the sound as an affirmative as my cock searches out her wet heat. As I rain down kisses on her face, the tip brushes against her cunt, dripping cum on her slit, and lightning flashes in every nerve ending in my body.

Her breathing slows, her soft brown hair already a sexy mess on top of the soft warm quilt that I’ve laid her on. She lifts her eyes to mine, eyelashes fluttering, and her lips part with shallow breaths.

I try to catch my breath. “You want to taste yourself?”

Before she can answer my tongue is inside her mouth, sharing her special flavor, and it makes my balls pull against my body imagining both of us tasting her together.

My dick lurches and has a mind of its own. I can’t wait. I pull my body up, positioning my hips between her legs, still splayed and bent to give me access. She’s the most stunning offering on the altar of what will be our future.

Her eyes focus, darting over my body and resting where my hand is now rubbing the desperation out of my cock, soothing him. He’s ready to cum the moment he kisses her sopping wet cunt and I can’t let that happen. I need to last more than a sixteen-year-old in the back of a pickup his first time.

“That’s…wow. So big.” Her eyes widen with something that looks like an intoxicating mixture of awe and fear.

“I guess so. It’s going inside you, Dove. It’s going to hurt, I can’t help it. But it is going inside. Remember I told you, you will need to hold on, because I don’t fuck like a boy. You are a gift Rachel. A gift that you waited to give just to me. You didn’t know it until now did you? That you waited for me.”

She doesn’t shake her head, nor does she even acknowledge my words; her eyes are pinned on the slick tip of my engorged dick.

For a second, I think about her belly swelled with me and my cum leads the charge to mate her.

“You’re not on anything are you, Dove? Nothing that will prevent my cum from finding its rightful home inside you.”

She bites her lip then moans as I drift the tip of my cock to her clit, rounding it as I stare her down. I don’t want anything between us right now.

I’ve never been flesh to flesh with a woman before and the honor of my Dove being the first to take my cum inside her is almost more than I can take.

“Wait, shouldn’t you wear something?” I see her thinking too much; she’s saying what she thinks she should say.

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