Tanner: Deion fucks her in doggie style

POV: Tanner

“Get on your hands and knees for me, baby.”

Claire doesn’t hesitate. She rolls over and pushes up onto all fours, arching her back beautifully, ass high and presented, inner thighs still streaked with virgin blood. Her big natural breasts hang heavy beneath her, already swaying slightly as she settles. She glances back at me once — eyes bright, almost reassuring — before facing forward again.

Deion grabs the bottle of lube, squeezes a generous amount onto his thick black cock, and strokes it slowly, making sure every inch is slick and shining. “Good girl,” he murmurs.

With Deion adding lube, I know Claire is about to get railed hard now in doggie. He lines up behind her, rubs the blunt head along her swollen lips, then pushes in with one long, smooth stroke. Claire gasps sharply — still raw and tender from losing her virginity minutes ago — but she pushes back to meet him. On the very first deep thrust, a loud, wet queef escapes her pussy as air is **** out around his girth.

Deion chuckles low. “She's broken in good now. I'm going to go a little harder. Let me know if it's too much, love,” he adds with a pat on her lower back.

As promised, he doesn’t stay gentle for long. He picks up the pace fast — hard, steady strokes that make her body rock forward with every impact. The wet whap whap whap of his hips slamming into her ass fills the room. Her natural breasts swing heavily beneath her, flopping wildly with each powerful thrust.

Claire moans louder with every stroke, pushing back to meet him. Deion grips her hips tighter, really driving into her. After a dozen more strokes he slows just enough to growl, voice rough with pleasure:

“Fuck, Claire… no woman can usually take all of me like this. You’re a great fuck because you can. This is the best pussy I’ve ever had.”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Claire moans even louder at the praise, clearly loving it. But all I can think is how loose she is going to feel for me now — stretched and molded around him in ways I could never match. And if she can take all Deion's length, that means I won't come close to filling her up deep. My cock throbs painfully at the thought.

As Deion keeps pounding, Claire suddenly drops her head to the mattress, burying her face in the sheets. She reaches under herself and starts rubbing her clit frantically. “Deep… but slow,” she gasps. “Please… go deep but slow.”

Deion obeys, slowing his rhythm but driving all the way in with each deliberate thrust. Every time he pulls back fully, another wet queef escapes her stretched pussy, the sound filthy and intimate in the quiet room. He grinds deep at the end of each stroke, lighting up her core with that incredible, tingly fullness she clearly craves. Her moans turn into **** whimpers as she rubs her clit faster, chasing the pleasure only he can give her right now.

I watch, mesmerized. She looks like a goddess — ass up, back arched, breasts pressed into the mattress, completely lost in pleasure. She’s handling her very first real fuck on a big black cock better than I ever imagined, even directing Deion's actions to give her what she needs to come. I’m so fucking proud of her… and so painfully turned on that she’s enjoying it this much.

Claire turns her head to face me, head still glued to the bed. "Thank you for him," she breathes.

Deion lets her ride the edge for a few more deep, slow strokes, then growls, “That’s it, baby… come for me.”

Claire shatters. Her whole body convulses, ass clenching, thighs shaking as she cries out into the sheets. The orgasm rips through her, loud and powerful, her fingers still frantically working her clit while Deion holds himself deep inside her.

When the waves finally subside, Deion tugs her hair firmly, pulling her head up. “Make those titties bounce for me again and I’ll come,” he says, voice rough.

Claire obeys immediately, pushing herself back up onto her hands so her breasts swing freely again. Deion starts thrusting harder once more. Claire's breasts are going to be sore tomorrow.

A beat later he slows, still buried deep, breathing hard. “Have you sucked dick before, Claire?”

She answers instantly, voice hoarse but eager. “Yes.”

Deion pulls out suddenly and yanks off the condom. He grabs a fistful of her hair, tugging her head around firmly. Claire moves with him, turning to sit and face him. He strokes himself fast, aiming at her open mouth.

Semen rockets out of the tip of Deion's cock in thick, heavy ropes painting her left cheek, streaking across her nose, and landing in white globs on her tongue and lower lip. He keeps pumping, milking out every spurt until the last slow glob oozes from his tip and drips onto her chin.

Claire’s eyes go wide as she feels the sheer amount. She closes her mouth, swallows once, then opens again to catch the last few spurts. When it is finally over, she looks up at him, face absolutely covered, and lets out a soft, surprised laugh, clearly thrilled by the mess he's made of her.

“Jesus… that’s a lot,” she rasps, voice thick with cum and amusement. She licks her lips slowly, savoring it.

Deion laughs low, slaps his softening cock against her cheek playfully one last time. I just stare, heart still hammering, surprised by how eager and happy she looks — face glazed, eyes sparkling, completely at ease being covered by both of us.

Author's note: The next chapter merges you after Claire's other deflowering at the hands of Deion. The only difference is in that version Tanner did get to fuck her first for a few minutes, his smaller penis just couldn't pop her cherry :). Please read on.