Your cock is beautiful – 9

I started pushing into her, and she cut off her words with a loud moan.

I slowly pushed in to about half my length, before inching back out. I’d actually forgotten how good her tight, wet pussy felt around my cock. As I started to push back in, a low growl escaped her.

“Oh my God, you’re so fucking big!” she moaned, as I filled her again.

“Is this what you wanted? Does it hurt?” I asked.

She nodded quickly, closing her eyes tight.

“It hurts…don’t stop…” she whimpered.

I kept this slow pace until it felt like it was getting easier. She was so tight, I knew the pain would be too intense for a lot of other girls. I was reminded of a forum post about a woman whose boyfriend was so hung up that they could only ever go at this kind of slow speed without it hurting her, and he’d never been able to fit it all inside her. They later broke up because of it.

I gritted my teeth and pushed in again, thinking how lucky I was to have found a girl who actually liked the pain, and could take me to the base.

She began to pinch and pull her nipples as I increased my pace. The first time we’d done this, I was so consumed with anger that I hadn’t really paid attention to what was happening. I was able to appreciate the things I’d noticed the first time. The sound her wet pussy made as my cock drove in and out of it, the way her moaning voice jumped in pitch each time I filled her. She looked down to see our bodies joined, and started to bite her bottom lip.

“Can you…can you go faster?” she gasped, meeting my eyes again.

I couldn’t believe she wanted even more of this punishment. I stayed at the same speed, using long, slow strokes to fill her each time. Her pussy was so incredibly hot.

“Please…” she begged, “Please, go faster, fuck me…fuck me hard…oh God…please…”

After a few minutes of gasping and pleading, I did as she asked and sped up, thrusting hard into her.

“Yesss…” she moaned as she threw her head back, “Fuck yes! Oh my God!”

I kept increasing my speed, slamming my full length into her over and over. I dug my fingers hard into her hips, while she reached behind her and grabbed on to the metal bars of my headboard. Her arms were spread wide, and I could see them straining as she pulled against it. I lost myself in the rhythm of fucking her hard, our bodies and the bed shaking, my hips burning. Her voice kept jumping and yelping, and she let out little streams of obscenities every now and again.

“Jesus…fuck! Fuck that feels so good…”

The pleasure was intense, and I soon knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it. I was panting, but I pushed even harder, moving as fast as I could.

Mia’s eyes suddenly shot open.

“Oh God, I’m…!” she gasped, “Oh God! I’m so close…!”

Her whole body tensed up, and I could feel her pussy pulsing around my cock as her orgasm hit her. She let out a long, shuddering wail as her arms wrapped around her, her fingers and hands shaking.

I didn’t slow down, her pussy felt too incredible for me to want to lessen the sensation at all. I released my grip on her hips and brought my hands up to her head. With one hand I reached behind and pulled a handful of her hair, causing her to gasp with pain. I slid the fingers of my right hand around her throat, gripping only slightly, and tried to fuck her even harder.

She looked at me with those beautiful green eyes, her face a picture of lust and desire.

“I…” she squeaked, unable to get a breath. “Oh fuck!”

I tightened my grip with both hands and let out a long, sharp sign. As her powerful orgasm racked her body, I felt my own approaching. I let go of her throat and tangled both hands in her hair, pulling and gripping with the pace of my hips, as her soft voice whimpered “Oh God, Oh God…” in my ear. I felt the pleasure overwhelm me. I slammed my cock into her one last time, and held it there as I came. I felt her legs wrap around me, holding my shaking hips in place as I filled her pussy with my sperm.

I didn’t move a muscle as my own orgasm passed. She was still staring into my eyes, breath heavy and face flushed. For a few seconds neither of us moved. She was still nibbling on her lower lip, and she smiled. She had such a sweet smile, I realized. All the years I’d known her I’d only ever seen her usual arrogant smirk. It was only since we’d gotten to know each other like this that I’d started seeing a real, genuine smile from her.

I looked away, and her legs relaxed around me as I pulled out of her. I slowly lay down beside her, and focused on getting my breath back. She surprised me by rolling over on to me, and wrapping her arms tight around me. She kissed me a few times on the cheek before resting her head on my shoulder.

There was something about all of this that was somehow…unsettling. I considered pushing her off, but I didn’t know if I wanted to. I sighed again, and closed my eyes.

For a few minutes the only sound was our heavy breathing, but I soon felt her stirring. She slowly sat up and looked at my soft cock, reaching out and taking it in her fingers. She wrapped her hand around the base, and about half of the shaft was left uncovered. Just at her touch, I could feel it start to stiffen again.

She looked up at me with a smug little smirk as she felt it grow in her hand. I felt my face fall in confusion, and frustration, before I forced myself to look neutral again. Why was I so disappointed that her smile had changed?

“You can get hard again, can’t you?” she said.

I didn’t answer.

“Not like with…with Mike. With Mike, after one shot he’d be completely spent. Usually fall straight to sleep.” she said.

Mike. The guy she had left to be with me, even though I hadn’t told her to. This was the first time she’d mentioned his name to me. Before it had just been “my boyfriend”, and then, “my ex.”

“Not like it mattered.” she laughed, “It was just two minutes of unpleasant friction for me. I didn’t even know how bad he was in bed until you showed me.”