Yes

I text him my address.

A: Come quick. I’m alone... please.

I finger myself for the first time ever, at first one finger. I can feel my pussy resist the intrusion but at the same time it feels so right, so natural to be filled.

I’m about to up the ante with two fingers when I hear a loud knock at the door. “It’s on the latch,” I cry out and I hear Mo’s heavy footsteps.

He takes a sharp inhale when he sees me. I do too: from the floor, Mo looks bigger than ever before. Yet his eyes are friendlier.

“Please, sir...” I whimper, desperately.

“You are... incredible.” He says. “How many men have had you?”

I decide to be honest. “Luis... but that was only a handjob.”

His eyes light up. “I’m gonna take your virginity?” I nod. “Show me yourself doggy.”

I reluctantly take my fingers out my pussy and turn around. I feel like I’m on display for this man.

“Holy shit,” he says. “Look at that arse. Who would have known you’d end up so pretty?”

He spanks one of my cheeks. “Ow!” I say.

“Sweetheart... if you think that hurt, you’re not prepared for what’s gonna come next.”

What on earth have I gotten myself into?

One of Mo’s long arms stretches around my body and his hand reaches my face. The other hand moves my thong string out the way of my hole. “Suck my finger,” he commands.

My tongue swirls around his finger as he presses it against my lips. Finally, I let it in and purse my lips around his finger. Then Mo thrusts his finger to the back of my mouth and I gag a little. “Wow... not much of a gag reflex. You’re a natural, Alex.”

He withdraws his finger from my mouth and suddenly I feel it pressing at my hole. I whimper as it enters me, stretching me more than even two of my fingers did, but at the same time I buck back against him. I feel so ****.

“Good girl...”

His finger draws out of me and it’s replaced by a tongue, swishing inside me. His beard scratches against my soft burt cheek. It fills me again, but without the pain of the finger. As his tongue swirls inside me, I moan involuntarily and my half-soft cock begins to drip pre-come.

“Please sir.... fill me up.”

I look behind me and see him, grinning, as he stops eating my pussy.

“Why don’t you try riding my cock?” He asks as he sits on the sofa and unzips his jeans.

Out comes his cock: slightly smaller than Luis’s, and thank God for that because this cock was still huge.

I lower myself on him, facing him, and feel his cock entering my hole. I groan and cling onto his shoulders.

“Just relax, babe,” he tells me and leans in to kiss me.

When our two mouths meet, that’s when my pussy drops about mid length down his cock. He breaks away briefly. “I’m just gonna thrust it a little bit, okay?” He tells me, before kissing me again without waiting for an answer. He places his hands on my hips and his powerful legs begin to thrust upwards, into me. I moan into his mouth as he does: despite the pain, he’s hitting something good inside of me. “That feels good, huh baby?” I nod my agreement. “Yeah your virgin pussy feels so good babe... I’m gonna knock you up, give you this Arab sperm...” he roars and you I him pulsing and cumming inside me.

I collapse exhausted on top of him. “That felt ... so good...” I moan. He kisses me again, his stubble tickling my smooth skin.

“Where’s your bedroom?” he asks

“Upstairs, to the left. Why?”

In lieu of an answer, he picks me up and carries me bridal-style up the stairs. I feel so tiny on the shoulders of this huge man.

He drops me in my bed and gets in with me, spooning me against him. I’ve never felt so safe.