My Sex Scandal: Once a Virgin, Now a Slut

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he fabric slipped from my shoulders and fell to the floor like a forgotten item

nt wa

d intense. His breath was heavy and cont

his gaze-raw, rest

at. Slowly, I hooked my thumbs into the sides of my panties and slid

rsely, his voice low

kin burned with self-consciousness. But before I could retre

stormy with restraint. His irises had darkened, pupils di

he wanted to

, his hand ghosted across my stomach, a gentle, almost reverent touch. Like he wasn't

hiv

nipple-warm, wet, and slow. His tongue circled th

er the other, and it felt li

sounds threatening to escape my th

l was being unl

e building steadily. And then-his hand moved. Lower. Brushing the inside of my thigh. I instinctively tried to close my

eel the effect what his

and began to

sed it. His eyes never left mine. There was a gentleness, a question in hi

d with his. Together, we reached in and I felt his length-warm,

o next. He groaned as we wrapped our hands around his s

ng to hold himself back. Our rhythm quickened. His grip on me tightened and hi

t he was going t

hard. I stared at his long veiny dick and was marvele

me, but I also felt good on the i

he cursed und

es and also looked immediately t

s lips and kissed it agai

g, screaming for attention. I fought the urge to reach down an

, tongues tangling. Our hands were everywhere-grabbing, explo

inhaling his scent-woodsy, musky, masculine. While his fingers gripped my a

hard

" I breathed

oftly, "I wa

shirt, frustrated by the buttons. He helped me, and soon, our clothes were forgotte

my body, teasing my nipples with his tongue, leavi

his fingers traced circles on my clit. It brought

o be teased. I

whispered, wri

want." he whispere

ered, struggling to thi

my legs and pushing them apart,

ng from my throat. He lapped at me, alternating between soft kisses and sl

eeling my juices gushing

ngue was doing wonders. I could fe

ched around him. I felt so full, although

his fingers lightly inside me. The slight

" I s

d as I pulled up quickly, my hand going for his wrist. I couldn't

" he mu

spot deep inside me that

med like a crazy woman as the org

But he didn't stop. His fingers moved with

ame as he continued to thru

onvulsed and he kept his fingers and face buried dee

held on, riding every wave of my release

to breathe. I wrapped my legs around his waist, thrusting my hips against his ere

ween us, grab

een us, ready for him to plunge his raging c

m our kiss, his fingers grab

asked, b

asked gently, his e

tunned by th

nd trying to guide him into me

d decided to show him ju

rying to free my hands from his grip. But then again, he

t ag

rds, Love. Tell

you to fuck me. Take what yo

ned himself at my entrance. I should have told him it was my first

wift thrust, and pa

clenching

ing. "Eve... why didn't

s too busy trying to b

d, cradli

", he cal

ut I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him

he said through

s even more tight around him. "I'l

above me, trembling with restraint as he re

he pain dulled to

id in a low voice an

and he

ntinue.

with each thrust, the pain m

nted him

," I

ve

eas

o much," he groaned

grabbing my hips and th

of my head and I screamed.

and punishing. I screamed into the sheets, the so

clenching, twitching beneath him. He fucked me like he

mall frame, but I wanted more of it and he seemed to know because

scared the whole house would hear me from

thrusts until I was suspended in cloud nine. My o

. It felt like forever as I screamed into the sheets

e jerked one last time and I felt his seed on t

able moment but another orgasm hit me a

, the hunger had disappeared b