Her muscles squeezed his fingers like a vise.
Saya moaned loudly, but Tysone wasn't done with her yet.
She felt like a mess, like her whole body had just been worked into jelly. But her lover wouldn't give her a moment's rest as he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her wet entrance. She squirmed, trying to close her thighs shut, but Tysone held one hand in place as the other ravaged her pussy. It was a lot to take, but the pleasure soon built up once again as he latched his lips on her clitoris, giving it the attention it craved.
His tongue was hot. His lips were burning on her skin. It was unreal.
Just as another climax ripped her into two, Saya screamed and tried to buck him off her body. It was too much.
"Shit... ah... you're really not... holding yourself back, h-huh..." She gripped the sheets tighter, nearly ripping them apart with her strength.
And that's because the pleasure that assaulted her was so intense, that her brain couldn't make heads or tails of the sensations. When Tysone briefly tilted his chin to look up at her, she saw his eyes a luminous shade lighter than usual. When she blinked, it was gone. All that was left was a very smiling, very pleased Tysone rising up like a victorious dragon.
"You came." He said. "You have a delicious cunt, I'd like seconds." His tone was playful, his intentions clear.
Saya tried to respond in her usual banter. But what did it matter?
"Pervert..." Was what came out of her mouth. Then her voice broke into moans, when she felt something prodding at her nethers. His fingers had slipped inside again, slightly curling.
"You're so damn wet. Shit." His muscles flexed as he held himself above her. The sight of her disheveled expression, the flushed cheeks and the parted lips that let out ragged breaths drove Tysone to new heights. Saya was a sight to behold. Beautiful, adorable. Sexy. His heart thumped. "Saya... tell me to fuck you." Her lips trembled at the demand—the dirty request.
Ah, but he couldn't help himself. She lay there, so defenseless, so needy. Wasn't she going to get addicted, like this?
Her chest rose and fell in shallow bursts.
When she stayed silent, Tysone leaned closer, his forehead almost touching hers. His hand moved up, strong fingers gripping her chin, forcing her flushed face to meet his eyes.
"Say it..." He growled, low and commanding.
Her breath hitched.
"T-Ty…" She whispered.
His thumb brushed her lip, tugging it down, making her mouth part. His grin was sharp, but not cruel. He tilted her head back just enough to expose her throat and laid his palm there, fingers spread wide. Not tightening, only holding. The firm pressure was oddly reassuring. The tighter he tried to squeeze the words out of her mouth, the more her ravaged pussy would weep.
"What do you want, my sweet girl?"
There was no doubt about it now, and Saya wasn't going to shy away from it. He wasn't going to have it. "I… I w-w-want to be f-fu—" But even to her ears the word came out so wrong. It wasn't like her.
He moved a little closer, and lowered his voice. The fingers on her jaw had tightened slightly, and the pressure, now, felt a bit harder than it did before. His thumb slid up to rest on her lips, quieting her, silencing her stuttered attempt at profanity with a single touch. He smiled a little wider at that. The teeth were sharper.
Then the other hand left her neck, slid over to her breast, cupping her curves and pinching her already sensitive nipples.
She whimpered at the sensation. His touch sent a jolt of electricity to the pit of her stomach, stirring the fire anew. He undid his pants, tossing them aside. He leaned over to kiss her on the corner of the lips and pulled back just a touch, keeping her close and under his complete control. "Come on. I won't stop until you say the damn words."
Her body was on fire, and Tysone was at the epicenter.
"Come on. Tell me." His voice was thick with desire as well, his breath scorching on her flushed skin. Her legs shook around his torso, his hard-on rubbing between her wet and swollen nethers. His thick, veiny shaft gliding over her clit was almost as pleasurable as the feeling of him eating her out. Almost, but not quite.
The 'quite' part would come as soon as he—
"Come on, Saya. Say it for me."
He was waiting, patiently. Even if she was clearly ready for more. Ready to take the final leap into her first time.
He was still. Silent.
Just staring. Smiling.
And Saya's eyes met with his.
"I want you... I want you to... ah! F-F-Fuck me."
"Say please, sweetheart."
Her body trembled and arched into his touch. Her breath was short and fast. She bit her bottom lip, growling, tears welling up in those pretty eyes of hers. "P-Please..." There. She said it, she gave up. Saya let go of any last bit of resistance within her. The fight in her eyes was snuffed out by pure unadulterated arousal. By an insurmountable desire for more.
"Good." He chuckled. He loved her, but at that moment he thought that she deserved a bit of teasing.
Her lips pressed tightly, as she felt him shift between her thighs, settling himself against her entrance. His fingers were replaced by his length, the head pressing against the slick and tight hole. Tysone took her silence as permission, and pushed in.
She gasped and bit her bottom lip as it breached her inner folds. She closed her eyes as a whimper escaped her mouth. A tear slid down the corner of her cheek. Her insides were being rearranged for the first, doing vastly more damage than his fingers did. Her virgin hole struggled to accommodate the large girth. He kept pushing until he reached her hymen. A brief pause to allow Saya time to brace herself. The young, pink haired woman took a shaky and deep breath as his hard on pressed harder and harder.
With the next push, Tysone breached through.
The pain was immediate. A pained whimper escaped her mouth as more tears slid from her eyes. Saya didn't expect to be hit so hard by her first time, to feel as much, to be this turned on by something so crude and vulgar, to get herself fucked like this.
Tysone leaned in, holding still within her. "It will pass, babe." His lips caressed hers in a tender kiss, nothing else. It lingered on, as he gave Saya's walls time to adjust to his huge presence within her. Even so, his patience would run out sooner, rather than later.
His tongue darted between her teeth, exploring her, tasting her. Saya felt her walls stretch and loosen around him, slowly adjusting, until only pleasure remained in the wake. The pain had not vanished, of course, but it wasn't nearly as unbearable.
As Saya relaxed beneath him, she moaned again.
Tysone slightly withdrew, beholding his shaft covered in a red coat from the tip of the crown and the folds.
He looked down at their union with an expression akin to awe. It was his first time actually taking someone's virginity.
Slowly and carefully he pulled himself almost all the way out. Her walls clenched onto his cock tightly, almost refusing to let go.
When only half the tip remained inside, Tysone sank himself to the hilt in a fluid, but not violent, motion.
"Hnnggnnnnn—!" She let out a strangled groan. Her insides clenched around his hard shaft as his length penetrated her tight hole. Her legs, trembling as she fought to maintain her composure, found their place on his waist. And their lips locked, as they did so many times before, Tysone kept sinking, sliding in.
Saya moaned into their embrace, feeling herself being filled inch by inch. Tysone's girthy rod stretched her pussy to its limits. His cock throbbed inside of her warm cavern, her walls stretching and conforming to his size. A few moments later, once he was sure that she'd adjusted to him, Tysone's thrusts began to speed up, a groan escaping his lips as his cock was stimulated by her fleshy and wet inner muscles.
Saya whimpered, tears spilling from her eyes, her head tossing from side to side. As he thrust into her, her breasts quivered and shook, bouncing along to their frenetic lovemaking. "God..." He growled. She was so fucking tight, warm, and slippery that his cock felt like it was melting inside.
He reached up and palmed her chest with both hands, massaging the ample flesh and rolling her pink nipples in between his fingers. His actions elicited another loud moan from his lover. "Saya..." His breathing turned heavy. "You feel... shit, you're driving me crazy. You feel fucking amazing, Saya..."
Her pussy squeezed on him, her legs wrapping around his waist and drawing him deeper.
His chest slid along the sweaty trails on her body, her erect nipples dragging on his skin and leaving burning lines in their wake, the stimulation driving him wild.
Saya moaned and bucked underneath him, meeting each thrust halfway and forcing her to impale her cunt even more on his thick shaft. "Mhm... I-I am glad... I ahhh—am, am driving y-you crazy. Oh!"
She tried to say something more. Something meaningful that was supposed to add up to her first statement. But the moment the words spilled from her lips, a powerful wave of lust washed over her mind. She shuddered as she felt him penetrate deeper into her insides, rubbing against her walls, pushing further into her pussy.
Author's Note:
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