Making love to an angel

As John positioned himself over Angelina, he noticed something else mixed with the hunger in her eyes: fear. Realization dawning on him, he said quietly, "Angelina, is this your first time?" She blushed noticeably and tried to look away, but John reached out and held her chin, pointing her face at his.

"Y-yes," she said, "I've had boyfriends but I never..." she trailed off. To relax her, John moved his hand to stroke her hair and kissed her softly and deeply. Then he brushed the head of his cock against her slit, eliciting a gasp from Angelina.

Moving his cockhead up to bump against her clit, and generating an even louder gasp in the process, John said: "Don't worry. The pain is only for a second. I promise you'll enjoy this." Then he slowly began to work an inch of his cock into her. She was incredibly tight, but very wet. He did the same with the second inch and was about to proceed when he felt resistance. "Okay, Angie, here it comes. Now just relax." To make sure she would be relaxed, he worked those first two inches within her for a moment. Angelina moaned as the sensations built slowly. When she uttered a second loud moan, John thrust forward and buried himself to the hilt in her.

"AAiiiiiiiieee!" Angelina shrieked from the pain and sudden feeling of being filled. Her brain was going haywire from all the sensations hitting her at once. Watching her sister's reaction, Desdemona chuckled from the armchair in the corner. Angie started to squirm in response to the penetration, but John quickly pinned her arms down and, his mouth just inches from her face, told her not to move.

He kissed her again, this time harder than before, more urgency. Breaking the kiss, he said "Give yourself a minute to get used to me. Then you can move all you like." After reassuring her, he ducked his head to her breasts, letting his tongue play across them from one nipple to the other. It didn't take long for his ministrations to have her moaning and breathing rapidly. Seeing that she was ready, he let her arms go and withdrew about a third of his seven inch cock from her pussy. Then he pushed back in until their pubes meshed.

"Oh, John," Angelina breathed. He then built up a regular rhythm of withdrawing, more and more, and plunging back into her depths. She started to moan and say his name repeatedly. It was then she began thrusting her hips up to meet him, which caused John to moan in appreciation. Her passion ignited, and her pussy sending electricity throughout her body, she said between breaths, "Harder."

John didn't waste any time before changing his thrusts to pound harder into his lover. He growled out his pleasure and let his hands go to her tits and squeezed and massaged them, while he kissed her neck, up to her mouth, and then back down the other side. "Oh! Yes!" Angie cried. She wrapped her legs around John and raked her nails up and down his back. All he could do was hiss out the pleasantly painful sensation as he continued to work in her.

Having cum before with his oral skills, and now being filled again and again by his cock, Angelina was on the brink again. "Oh, Ah! John, I'm... I'm gonna!" Hearing her announcement, he planted his lips firmly on hers. When he sucked on her tongue and began thrusting even harder and faster than before, she could take no more. "AAAaahhh! Oh God, I'M CUMMING! YES!" Her body bucked wildly underneath him, and her pussy muscles rippled around his cock, trying to milk it. John had to focus on not cumming yet harder than he'd ever focused on anything before.

He lasted long enough for Angie to come down from her orgasm, but he knew he couldn't hold out any longer. John practically shouted, "I'm gonna cum!"