Missionary

“All I know is, I want to look you in the eyes,” I tell Heather. Her eyes glow with love as she stands and gives me a long, deep kiss. She moves to the bed, lies down on her back, and spreads her legs.

“Make love to me, baby,” she purrs. “Fill me up with that beautiful hunk of man-meat—take me, make me your woman.”

I arrange myself between Heather’s thighs and nestle the tip of my prick in her wet, warm folds. Looking down into her face, I ask, “Ready, lover?”

“All my life, with all my heart,” she answers in a husky whisper. I’m not sure exactly what that means, but I get the general idea. I’m about to say something when Heather embraces me and pulls me down to her. She kisses me hungrily, then murmurs, “Put your arms around me, love. Hold me tight. I want to feel wrapped up in your love; I want to feel your weight and the touch of your skin all over me.” I do as she asks, sliding my hands under her back until we’re all wrapped around each other. “Now, baby,” she whispers, “fill my hungry pussy with that big fucking cock.”

I claim Heather’s lips with mine as I slide my shaft, agonizingly slowly, into her hot, wet sheath. As my cock probes her depths, my tongue explores her mouth. She shifts her hands to my ass and pulls, trying to get me to move faster, but I resist her efforts and hold onto my self-control. My nerves are screaming at me to cut loose, but this isn’t Siobhan, where it quickly became clear that the agenda was to fuck her into the mattress as hard and fast as possible as many times as possible. There will be plenty of time for that with Heather, but I want to make this first time last. I want it to be slow and sensual—spiritual, even. I kiss her fiercely to keep her from arguing; her tongue fences with mine. She responds by pulsing her cunt around my prick, squeezing me again and again as I slowly, slowly bore my way into her molten core, making me tremble.

When I’m as deep in Heather as I can go in this position, I rest for several moments to savor it. My unattainable dream is now my girlfriend—and she asked me!—I’m in her bed, we have nothing on but each other, and my cock is buried in her pussy. She’s as hot and wet as any girl I’ve fucked, and satisfyingly tight—especially as she keeps squeezing my dick with her pelvic muscles. I moan softly, and she smirks. “You like that, baby?” she asks smugly. “I could always drive the boys crazy with that.”

“Love, it’s wonderful,” I tell her. “Please don’t stop. But . . . I don’t have the words—”

“What is it, baby?” Heather asks softly, gazing deep into my eyes.

“You squeezing me feels awesome,” I tell her. “But it’s just an extra treat. It’s you, that’s what matters. I don’t know how to push everything out in words, love and desire and feeling accepted and welcomed, belonging, feeling like all I’ve ever wanted is right here and now . . .”

Tears of joy fill Heather’s eyes and she silences me with a long, lingering kiss. “Always and forever, baby,” she murmurs. “I’m all yours, always and forever. All I want is to give myself to you, every day, for the rest of my life.” I kiss her hard, tasting her lips, and pull back with my cock.

Heather moans as I withdraw, then louder when I thrust into her again, harder and faster this time. I silence her by locking my lips on hers and sucking on her tongue as I start moving in a steady rhythm. I fuck her with long, deliberate strokes, massaging the whole length of her hot, wet tunnel with my steel-hard rod. She keeps pulsing her cunt around me, and soon is fucking me back, moving her hips in time with mine.

I release Heather’s lips to kiss her jaw and beneath her ear, and she softly calls my name. “Fuck, lover,” she breathes, “your big thick cock is fucking beautiful. You like my pussy, baby? My pussy loves your big fucking cock. You feel so good in my hot, wet pussy . . . You fill me so full, so fucking good—you make me feel like a fucking virgin again. I am a virgin again, this is all new, you make it all new . . . Fucking a real man . . . fucking my lover . . . fucking my hot stud lover and his big fucking horse cock—nothing like this before . . . no one ever anything so good . . . never anyone else again, only you. Take your pussy, baby—all your pussy, all yours, all for you, only for you—give me your cock, give me your big thick beautiful fucking cock. Say I’m yours, baby. Say you want my pussy. Say you own me! Fuck, lover, I’m all yours . . .”

“You’re mine, you sexy thing,” I murmur in her ear. I fuck her ear canal with my tongue for a moment and pick up the pace in her pussy. She moans. “You’re all mine, and I’m never letting you go. Your pussy is mine, and my cock is yours—all yours, any time you want it.”

“That’s so fucking hot,” Heather moans. “You’ve got me so crazy fucking hot . . .” Her hands roam up and down my back, her nails tracing lines on my skin. “Never stop fucking me, baby, never stop, never stop . . .”

“Cum for me, lover,” I whisper in her ear. “Are you close? Let me feel you go crazy for me. Let me feel you lose control. Let me feel you go wild and cum all over my big, thick cock.”

Heather moans loudly and squeezes my ass hard with both hands. “So close . . .” she moans. “Make me cum, baby, I’m so close—just don’t stop, don’t stop fucking me, make me cum—love me—give me—give me everything—cum with me, lover, fill my hungry pussy with your cream—fill me up, satisfy me, let me feel your hot load in my hungry little pussy . . . I’m so close so close don’t stop don’t stop—give me your cum, love, give me—mine—love me—cum with me and make me cum—cock feels so fucking good in my pussy—fuck me love me fill me make me—so fucking close—”

Her wanton lust is too much for me. The dream that could never come true has become my life, and Heather is begging for my cum. My mouth seizes hers, my tongue claims her mouth, and I drive my cock as deep as I can into her welcoming cunt as my orgasm hammers through me like a runaway bullet train; my balls erupt, spraying her cunt walls with torrents of cream. When she feels me cum, her answering climax explodes. Her spine arches, pulling her head back and breaking our kiss, and she writhes in ecstasy as her body detonates around me. I raise my head to watch her face flood with bliss—and to pull my ears away a little from her wild, triumphant scream.

After several eternal moments, our bodies relax. I tighten my embrace and nuzzle Heather’s neck. She nuzzles my ear in return and murmurs, “ ‘I want to lay like this forever, until the sky falls down on me.’ ”