Page 3 of Cream Pie
“I’m on the pill,” I whisper shyly.
He groans, and when our eyes lock, I nod.
“Please,” I whisper.
He growls as he moves between my legs, and when his thick, swollen cock touches my pussy, my breath catches. He wraps a fist around his big cock and eases it against my lips. They begin to open and stretch around the fat crown, and my breath comes faster and faster as he starts to slide in.
This is it. It’s really happening.
There’s no “physical virginity” or anything like that to break through. I mean, I grew up riding horses and playing sports. But there’s still a temporary wince at the sheer tightness. But I’m so wet that even with how absolutely huge he feels in my little pussy, he starts to slide right in.
He groans, and his mouth drops to mine. He kisses me deeply, taking my breath away and swallowing my moans as he rocks his hips and pushes his thick cock into me. I cry out, clinging to him and raking my nails down his muscled back as he drives himself deeper and deeper. Fuck, it just keeps going, inch after inch, until I’m losing my mind.
And the suddenly, I can feel his big, heavy balls against me, and I know he’s all the way in.
…I know I’m not a virgin anymore.
His lips never leave mine as he wraps his arms around me and starts to slide out. I whimper as the tightness gives way to pure pleasure, and as he slides back in, that pleasure swells to envelope me. I moan eagerly, my legs tightening around his muscled waist, and he starts to drive out and back into me again.
He growls, kissing me deeply and sucking on my bottom lip. His muscled body coils and thrusts, moving faster and deeper until he’s truly fucking me right into the mattress. I cry out in pure bliss and pleasure, clawing at him madly and aching for all of him. I let go completely, losing my fucking mind as his gorgeous, thick cock plunges in and out of my tight little pussy, filling the room with the lewd wet sounds of it.
His balls slap my ass, and he rises up, one hand cupping the back of my head with his fingers entwined in my hair, the other gripping my hip possessively. He thrusts into me, muscles ripping and coiling, and I arch my hips to meet him. I look down, utterly enthralled at the pulse-pounding sight of his huge cock stretching my tight pink lips.
He grunts and thrusts deep, and my eyes roll back as the pleasure begins to spiral out of control. We move faster and faster, and God, it feels like perfection. It feels like his big cock was built to custom fit my pussy. If this is what sex is, holy shit do I get it now.
The room becomes a blur as our sweat-slicked bodies writhe and grind together. His fat cock fills me over and over, my arousal dripping down my thighs and my body trembling until I know I’m going to shatter all over again.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp, throwing my head back. It occurs to me that I don’t even know his name, which feels fucked up for a second, but the next, it just makes this whole thing even hotter. He grunts deeply as he thrusts into me, and I can feel everything start to crumble.
“Oh God, oh God!” I scream. “Oh fuck, I’m… I’m gonna—!”
“Let me feel you come for me, angel,” he growls, thrusting deep into me. “Let me feel this pretty little pussy come on my cock. Let me feel you come, beautiful.”
His hand tightens on my hip, and his cock seems to swell inside of me, getting even bigger somehow. He rocks into me, his mouth dropping to suck at my neck and growl into my ear, and suddenly, I lose it. His fat cock slides so deep inside of me, and suddenly, I’m coming.
I scream out my release, clinging to him as he fucks me hard right through my climax.
“Oh fuck, angel,” he groans. “You’re gonna make me come, baby.”
I lean up, my lips against his ears.
“I’m on the pill,” I gasp, feeling so fucking slutty and wild and reckless, and loving it.
He groans, and his cock thickens even harder as he buries it deep in my quivering, slick pussy.
“Fill me up.” I don’t even know if I’ve read that line in a romance book or seen in in porn or something, but just saying it makes me feel like such a wanton vixen. He grunts when say it though, and suddenly, he drives so fucking deep in me and grips me tightly. His cock jolts deep in me, and suddenly, I can feel it.
I cry out as I come again with him, his groans of pleasure sending me over the edge. His hot cum jets into me, filling me up with thick pulse after thick pulse. Panting, our lips come together, and we collapse onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs and heat.
We lay like that for I don’t even know how long, just slowly kissing. His fingers tease over my skin, and I shiver in heat as I melt into him. The moon illuminates the room, and the sound of the surf outside washes over us both.
He stirs finally, raising his head up to look me in the eyes. He grins, and that smile melts me as he leans in to kiss me gently.
“I’ve got this thing in the morning, angel,” he purrs. “I should probably—”
“You can stay,” I blurt out, immediately cringing. Yeah, my first “one-night stand,” and I’m already flubbing it by telling him stay. I mean, the whole point off a fling is to fuck like bunnies and then go your separate ways, right? No feelings, just sex?
He grins at me, and I blush. “I mean, if you want to, I mean… You totally don’t have to—”