Page 37 of Pragma
His teeth sink into my palm; the cut burns like a bitch under his assault, making me hiss. He’s like a stray dog that has never been tamed. A mad dog ready to bite me if I don’t do what he wants.
He suddenly reaches back, and after grabbing my cock, he lines it to his entrance and pushes down. The head slides into the tightest, pulsing vise. Aki cries out as I grab his ass in both hands—holding the thong on one side. Is he okay? The first time can be hard for a bottom.
Fuck! “Condom,” I exclaim, squeezing his ass to hold him still. Not enough, since he starts bouncing on my dick with abandon, completely ignoring my words. His hole is sucking my cockhead in like a damn Hoover.
“So much better than a dildo,” I think I hear him mutter.What dildo?My thoughts are blurred by the way he’s pumping up and down on my shaft.
“Am I the first one to take your hole? Answer me.” I sound like a wild animal.
“Yes! I’m fucking your fat dickhead,” he slurs, this time loudly, utterly enjoying it. “Oh god, yes! You’re stretching me with that big tip.”
I am. Christ, I think I’m going to cum if he keeps going. Now I understand why some guys like all the attention on the crown. His nails dig inside my shoulder as he tries to keep balance. But I don’t mind the sting.
I can smell his sweet scent when I’m holding him this close, fuck!
“How do I feel inside? Ahhh, tell me.” How can he beg so sexily? He’s making me lose my fucking mind.
Another inch of my cock slides in. Not even half of me is in, and still, this is the best fuck of my life. I keep leaking like a broken faucet inside him. The thought forces more precum out.
“Sir. Tell me, how does your thick cock feel stretching my virgin hole open?” The shamelessly filthy way he’s talking to me makes my dick grow even bigger. His inner walls contract around it, and goddamnit, I don’t think I can hold out much longer.
“Feels…warm, wet. Fucking perfect.” I suck on his neck without leaving a bruise,—I can’t—and then lick, hating the shirt that is preventing me from tasting all of him.
“What else?” He’s rocking his hips like a pro, attempting to slide down on more cock, to reach those beads he seems to love somuch. Getting them was the most agonizing pain I’ve ever felt, but if he enjoys them, it will all be fucking worth it.
“Tight,” I grunt, as I feel part of my dick being strangled. “So tight.”
Not capable of waiting any longer, I slide my arms under his legs and hook his knees on my forearms before moving onto my knees on the floor. He lets out a loud gasp as he puts his hands on my shoulders while I spread his legs wide and feast my eyes on the sight of his hole stretched wide on my dick—so fucking glad we are in a limo with plenty of space.
“Fuuuck!” I tremble as more cock spears his hole. Now I’m halfway in. I look so fucking big stretching his little entrance. His inner muscles clench, making my shaft leak and balls boil. It’s like he’s trying to tear it off and keep it for himself. Shy of pain, but so fucking incredible.
I start thrusting up lightly, eyes glued on my length going in and out through his pink ring. My beads stroke over his pucker before sliding inside, and every time it happens, he arches his back.
“Do you like my cock, Aki? I’m not even all the way inside you, and you are already at your limit,” I whisper darkly, as I bounce him on it. My knees burn, scraping against the rough fabric of my pants, but I keep going, chasing the ecstasy. Wanting to see it in his eyes.
“Hell yes! I love it. Give it all to me. Ram my insides with those beads,” he replies, sounding completely lost to it. Eyes gleaming with raw desire.
I want to swallow every breath that comes out of his swollen mouth and drink up his entire being in one long, interminable sip.
He shivers as I hit his sweet spot over and over again with shallow, quick thrusts. I want to shove my cock fully inside him so fucking badly, reach deep and batter his hole until it makes space for me. But I don’t want to hurt him.
I see his hand reaching for his dick. One pump, and my chest is showered in sweet cum. I can finally let go. My thrusts turn hard and fast; I focus on those fuckable lips as his hole keeps welcoming me more and more. Then my body tenses and stills; I let out a groan as I’m drowned in bliss. My cum fills his ass full as I keep moving shallowly in and out with Aki still quaking against me.
I don’t know where I find the strength to lift us onto the nearest seat. Aki on his back and me on top of him, holding myself on one arm.
Since his eyes are closed, I can fully take him in. His drowsy, satisfied expression, the sharp line of his nose, and his perfectly plump lips. My chest feels full, so full it might explode. I’m in serious trouble.
When his languid gaze finds mine after a while, he smiles, then his hand touches the left side of my face, his fingers brush over my half brow—the other half never grew back after the fire.
“Since I can’t help tearing into our clothes, I might need to buy you a whole new wardrobe.” He snorts as his arm drops down. I don’t feel the same level of mirth he does. I don’t care about my clothes. But I know this can’t keep happening. Not when he hasto get married. And not when what I feel for him is more than attraction.
Oblivious to my dark thoughts, he keeps teasing. “How is my baby bunny packing so much? You have an oversized, extraterrestrial dick. I need to prep more if I want you to pound me all night long.”
“Where the hell did you learn to talk like this?” I ask him, feeling the green monster showing his face.
“I’m a natural.” He shrugs before frowning at me. “And where did you learn to fuck like this?”
His possessiveness excites me even though it’s nothing new. He just doesn’t like to share me. He won’t like the fact that I’ve had one-night stands with other men before. “You wouldn’t like my answer.”
