Page 28 of First Time Rush
Her hands are shaking. She's fighting the urge to cover herself.
"You'll never keep yourself from me, you understand? Tell me. Tell me you'll never keep me from what's mine."
She shakes her head, a quiver of a reluctant smile on her lips, then her tongue comes out, and she teases me with a slow lick around. How does this little, innocent vixen know to do that shit? I have to fight the urge to cum, pushing it down deep yet again. When I finally let it go inside her, I may just blow her off the damn bed.
I run my hands from her knees down, to slip off her black, patent leather loafers, then back up. I slip my fingers under the waistband of her skirt and tug.
She giggles and kicks her feet up as I struggle to pull and stretch the red tights off her toes.
Her knees draw together, instinctively covering herself, and something inside me breaks.
"What did I just say, babe? You're not hiding that cunt from me. Not now, not ever. Spread those thighs. Show me what's mine. Show me what no other man on earth is ever going to see."
Her curves stretch out before me like an offering on the altar. Her thick thighs spread. Glistening cream already decorates her bare outer lips. I want to fuck her into dust.
She didn't have any panties on under those red tights. I'm growling in my chest. The scent of her wet cunt hits me like a fist.
I drop my pants, shake off my boots, and when it's just me and my skin, wonder fills her eyes. Then fear.
"It's so—" She gulps, her eyes like full moons staring at my fat cock, already soaking with drops of cum.
The last word is caught in her throat, so I finish for her. "Big."
"How is that ever going to fit inside me?" Her eyes dance from my face, back down to my lurching cock.
"Look at me, May." I wait until her eyes are on me, until I know her heart's with me, too. "I'm going to give you special kisses first. Then, after you've fucked my tongue all you want,I'm going to slip inside you. I'll try to go slow, but I can't promise anything. I want in there deep, and you're going to take me and my cum today, aren't you?"
Something inside me requires that she give herself willingly to me. I need to know she needs me as much as I need her.
She nods, slowly but deliberately.
"You ready?" I raise my eyebrows, setting my hands on her knees, slowly guiding them apart, peeling back her pink folds until she is splayed and offering herself in front of me. She needs to come willingly, because I want to do things to her that most men would never reveal. I should feel guilty, but I don't.
"Yes." She nods, her mouth open, and her hands stretching high.
I rain down on her with kisses, and my tongue jams into her virgin cunt, testing her tightness. My mind flashes red when I feel her resistance. Her opening is virgin tight, and the thoughts of breaching her are almost more than I can stand.
I lick and soak her. I want her relaxed and gasping for me when it's time. I spread her lips with my fingers. Want to see and know every part of her. The deeper pink of her inner lips. Her opening, soft under my tongue, slick and almost sucking me inside.
"Oh, God—" Her hips work forward, taking what she wants.
"That's it, sweet girl. Fuck my face. I want you to take what's yours, don't ever deny yourself. You cum for me. I want you to drench me. I'm thirsty for you."
I dip a finger just inside her, my lips rounding her clit, my tongue spinning over and around. I toy with the little nub, drawing it out from behind the curtain until it's full and swollen between my lips.
Her cream flows over my hand, and I'm slurping, licking, swallowing the flavor that's going to be seared into my mind for the rest of my life. She wiggles her hips under my face, toescurling. I wrap my arm around the top of her thigh and pull up on her mons, two fingers opening the skin around her clit. I want it all.
I lock my mouth over her, sucking hard, my tongue flicking and pressing down. I want all of her in my mouth. I've found my home and I never want to leave.
Her body tightens under me, her hips riding my face, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever felt. Giving this to her. Knowing she wants it, just like I do. Knowing I'm the only mouth that will ever be here. Ever.
I hum into her as her back bows. Her voice cracks. My name on her lips as her orgasm hits. She gushes into my mouth, her cum spreading over my tongue, her hips bucking. I hold her tight, biting down on her clit until her thighs lock on my cheeks, and her hands fly down to tear at the sides of my head.
It's all I can take. I suck her juice until her orgasm softens, then I climb between her legs and rub my cock head in her flow.
Her heat and the silky liquid coat me. My mind starts to spin. I want her in a way that hurts inside every part of my being. If I died right now, I still couldn't stop fucking her. It's more than destiny. It's like being born again. Once you're there, you don't remember what came before. None of it matters.
"You like that? You like those special kisses?" My cock is about to commit suicide. If he doesn't get that snatch around him, he'll burst. It's all I can do to hold back, but it's going to hurt her and I hate that.
