Part of me wanted to scream with glee because I was finally living my dream, but another part of me was in awe. It was intimidating, scary, and he was so masculinely beautiful.
I wanted to touch him, caress him, kiss him. As much as he’d seemed frenzied and out of control before, Ryan was gentle now as he laid on top of me, as if he was afraid I would break. I opened my legs for him and he settled between them and took me in his arms. I felt his balls nestled against my pussy and his cock laying over my lower abdomen, snaking all the way up past my bellybutton.
We kissed passionately for several long minutes, and as we kissed Ryan explored my body with his hands, touching me all over, sliding his fingers down my sides, over my butt, back up my sides and over my ribs, then finally over my boobs. He caressed and squeezed them lovingly as he pushed his tongue in and out of my mouth. At the same time he moved his hips, pushing himself against me, and I felt the base of his cock and his balls moving up and down over my pussy and my clit.
I could feel him getting more and more excited, and it matched my own rising heat and desire. I tried to tell him with my ardent moans and gasps of pleasure, and my writhing body, just how much I loved him and wanted him, how much I needed him.
Ryan heard me, or at the very least couldn’t control his own desire anymore, and he reached down between us and took hold of his cock. He started to move it into position but I reached down and grabbed his wrist.
“Let me,” I breathed.
Ryan let go and I wrapped my fingers around him. I was surprised at how warm it was, and how it seemed both hard and soft at the same time. And how big it was. It seemed to vibrate with an energy of its own.
I thought, ‘My God, maybe he will split me.’ But if that was what was in store for me, then so be it. If there was going to be great pain, then let it be great. I would suffer anything for my son, my lover, if only I could feel him inside me.
I held it as Ryan pushed it forward, until the tip of it touched my pussy lips. I took in a deep breath, held it, and hugged Ryan a little tighter with my other arm, and a moment later the head of his cock began to enter me. It pushed past the lips, stretching them until they hurt, then stretching me further inside, and further and further…
The pain was stung at first, not really that bad, much like my first time, but then it became sharper and deeper as more and more of his cock slid into me. I had to let my breath out, then sucked it in again, held it again. I felt Ryan’s cock nudge up against my cervix, then I felt like he was stabbing me, and I couldn’t keep from crying out a little.
I had never had someone so deep before…
Ryan just kept pushing into me, until his entire cock had made its way inside. It was more uncomfortable and invasive than I’d expected, but I kept calm by reminding myself that it wouldn’t stay like this, that my body would get used to it soon.
Once he’d conquered me, Ryan paused and kissed my cheek. “God, I love you,” he breathed into my ear, then slowly began to pull his cock back out. He only went about halfway, then abruptly pushed himself all the way back in. He moved slowly, oh so gently, but as he continued to push in and out of me he began to pick up speed, fucking me, and the more he fucked me the more the pain receded.