Pin her down and penetrate her

I’m sitting at the foot of Tiffini’s bed, which gives me an idea. I pivot and flex and flip her off my lap onto the bed. She lands hard on her back and bounces on the mattress. The breath puffs from her lips and her eyes go wide, then wider still when I get up on the bed on my knees, grab her hips, and jerk them to the middle. She watches me speechlessly as I spread her legs wide and arrange myself between them, then get on my hands and knees above her. I touch the tip of my helmet to her sex, and she sucks in her breath hard. “Now, little virgin,” I growl in her ear, “your cunt is mine,” and I punch through her fuckhole.

Tiffini shrieks and her pussy spasms hard around my intruding cockhead. I didn’t expect that, but it makes me very glad I had her suck me off. If I hadn’t, I’d be coming right along with her, and I’d have to pull back out. Instead, I decide I can take advantage of this, and push a little further into her insanely tight cocksleeve. It’s like trying to put on Spandex that’s a size too small. It’s harder when her cunt walls are clenched in orgasm, of course, but I figure that’s when the stretching is most likely to feel pleasurable. It certainly seems to prolong her climax, which intensifies when I push deeper.

Tiffini’s eyes are bright with tears when she opens them. “Thank you . . .” she whispers. “Fuck, your cock feels so good in me. I feel like Thanksgiving.” I blink at her in surprise, and she explains in a breathy voice, “When I can feel my stomach stretching because I’m full, but I don’t want to stop eating. There, I have to anyway, or I’ll get sick. Here, I don’t. I can just get fuller and fuller and fuller as you shove your man-meat deeper and deeper and deeper into my little pussy, and it will just get better and better and better. You’re going to fuck me until you’re done with me, Mr. Lane—I’m at your mercy—and all I can do is love it. I’m already sore—you’re going to split me in half with that monster cock—and it’s amazing. I’m a shameless little cock-glutton, and I love it. Fill me up, Mr. Lane. Feed me your cock until I know what it’s like to be full.”

“Slowly, Miss Daniels,” I say gently. “I don’t want to hurt you, and I could, if I went too fast. I need to stretch you out slowly enough that we can both enjoy it properly. In the meantime, there’s plenty else to enjoy, too.” I dip my head to one of her big mounds and slurp up its swollen tip. Tiffini moans and clutches my head to her breast with both hands. I penetrate a little further into the uncharted depths of her pussy, and she mewls loudly.

I feed on Tiffini’s juicy melons as my cock slowly explores her virgin territory. I can feel the elastic resistance each time I push on a little further; my little purple helmet forces open the road before it like an invading army pushing through the jungle in search of the fabled City of Gold. She mewls and writhes as I slowly but relentlessly drive my shaft deeper and deeper into her sex, cumming three more times along the way. She moans my name and begs for more when I fill my mouth with her firm boobs and suck on their hard tips. She’s so aroused, she begins producing fluid from her nipples—not milk, it’s clear, and tastes completely different. It’s tangy and sweet. I remember reading somewhere the Chinese talking about “the peach juice of immortality,” and I wonder if this is what they meant. Whatever it is, it tastes as good as her girl-cum, and I suckle her nipples greedily for every drop.

Tiffini’s cunt is tight, but it’s long, because I don’t bottom out even when I’m as deep as I can go in this position. I hold myself there for a while to let her pussy rest. A thought occurs to me: Phil Hansen, the strength and conditioning coach for the baseball team, has had me doing one-armed pushups. Maybe I could take advantage of that. I lift a hand from the bed and reach back to play with her clit. “Fuck, Mr. Lane, that’s—that’s—I’m gonna—I’m—” I suck her nipple hard into my mouth and raise my head, and she bursts into a tearing scream. Her climax is violent. This time, rather than going rigid, she writhes and thrashes as her cunt rolls like thunder around my lightning rod. It takes all my self-control not to cum right now.