His Nasty Little Pussy

He gave my ass a playful slap before sliding his finger out of me.

“Come here,” he said, scooping me into his arms. He cradled my still shaking body against him, kissing the top of my head.

“What did you do to me?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper.

“I gave you a G-spot orgasm.”

I looked up into his grinning face. “I knew my perfect girl would be a squirter.”

I didn’t get a chance to ask him more because he was laying me down on his king-size bed, and I forgot about everything else except this gorgeous man in front of me.

I lifted myself up so I could watch as he undressed. I’d seen him without his shirt on before, but the sight never failed to take my breath away. His tanned, muscled skin always made me hungry for him. When he stood before me naked, I couldn’t keep the awe from my voice when I whispered a quick “Wow,” as my eyes greedily traveled over him. Every part of him was hard and beautiful, including the gorgeous cock I’d deepthroated earlier.

There was laughter in his green eyes when he lowered himself on top of me, but it quickly turned to pure lust when I felt his cock press against my pussy. He seemed impossibly big, and I had a moment of pure terror when I thought about all that hard flesh ramming its way into me.

Sensing my panic, he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me gently, taking his time as he slowly rolled his tongue along mine. He held my head in his hands, and his body completely enveloped mine, making me feel tiny and protected beneath him. My fear started to ebb away, and when he broke from my mouth to kiss his way down my neck, all I could think about was how much I wanted him.

“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, letting his tongue trace a line up my neck as he waited for my answer.

“Yes, Damian,” I moaned, wanting him more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life.

“I need to claim all of you, Emma, every part of you.” He let his hand drift down, tickling my side with his featherlight touches until his hand was resting across my lower tummy. “Including this.”

I gasped at his words, amazed that he could possibly want the same thing I’d always fantasized about. “Every part of me is already yours, Damian, but it’s time you officially claimed it,” I said, wrapping my legs tightly around him so I could press him harder against my pussy. “I better be carrying your baby by the time the sun rises, or I’ll be very disappointed.”

“God, I love you,” he growled, taking my mouth in his again, except this time it was with a hungry passion that had me clinging to him, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

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I pressed my heels into his amazing ass, letting him know I was ready, but nothing could have prepared me for the feel of his head pushing its way into my virgin pussy. I cried out at the sharp prick of pain when he tore through my hymen, and my poor pussy clenched onto him for dear life.

“Just relax, Em,” he whispered in my ear, stilling his body above mine while I got used to the pain.

I willed my body to relax as he slid in another inch. I felt like I was being ripped in two, like I could never hold the full length and girth of him.

A flicker of fear and doubt raced through my mind. What if I couldn’t do it? What if there was something wrong with me, and I just couldn’t have sex?

Damian slid his hand down and in between us. He began gently stroking my clit, and all my doubts quickly flitted away. All I could think about was the fullness in my pussy and the pleasure that was quickly building in my clit. He licked and teased my bottom lip while his fingers worked faster, rolling my clit in tight circles that had me digging my nails into his back. My nipples brushed against his chest, and my pussy squeezed around his cock, but it wasn’t pain now, or it wasn’t all pain. I remembered the spankings he’d given me, and let the pain enhance the pleasure.

“I need my good girl to cum for me,” he whispered against my mouth.

Hearing him call me his good girl was all I needed to help send me over the edge. As soon as my orgasm hit, Damian slammed his entire length into me. The intoxicating blend of pain and pleasure had my pussy pulsing around his cock while I screamed and rocked myself against him. He fucked me at an excruciatingly slow pace while still rubbing my clit until I came again. I looked into his beautiful eyes, wanting him to see exactly how much pleasure he was giving me, and when the orgasm began to subside, I let my head drop back with a laugh.

“Feel good?” he asked with an amused grin.

“I had no idea anything could feel this good,” I said with a laugh. “You know now that you’ve introduced me to this, you’re going to have to fuck me all the time, right? Like several times a day.”

“That’s what I was counting on,” he said, sliding his cock so far out of me that only his tip remained before pounding himself back into me, making me gasp at the powerful feel of him.

I ran my hands over his stubbled cheek, and he turned his face so he could kiss the palm of my hand. I was truly the luckiest woman alive.

“Time to get back on your hands and knees,” he said, and my pussy gave an excited clench around his thick shaft at the idea of it.