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Chapter 9 by Torg Torg

What does Dante do now?

Take her virginity

Dante silently reveled that Jenna was past any resistance to whatever he did, so he prepared to fuck her. He slowly crawled up her body, licking and nibbling everything in his path. When he reached her delicious breasts, he spent several minutes sucking and wagging his tongue across her nipples. She was beside herself, groaning and sinuously moving her body. He kissed up her chest to her neck, lining his cock up with her virgin pussy. Knowing she was a virgin, he decided to go it slow to make sure she could overcome the pain of breaking her maidenhead. He found that sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulders, and he attacked it with tender bites and nibbles, licking and blowing gently across it. Jenna shrieked and gasped, wiggling underneath him.

He planted his cockhead at her wet opening, pushing it just inside. Jenna gasped at his intrusion, and said, "Yes! Take me!" with a lusty growl in her voice. Since she was very juicy and lubricated, Dante thrust his large cock into her cunt until he met the resistance of her maidenhead and then proceeded to stroke in and out of the front of her pussy until Jenna was moaning continuously, her body quivering wildly. When she was completely caught in the ecstasy, he thrust all the way into her with one stroke, stretching and breaking her delicate membrane; she screamed first in pain and then in pleasure as he pumped his stiff member back and forth inside her.

He had prepared her well, so in just a couple minutes of pounding her sex, Jenna's body exploded in another massive climax, again silently screaming. Her pussy throbbed around his cock, and Dante held onto control of himself by slowing a bit, making sure that her orgasm would last. He bent his head lower and captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard on it and flicking his tongue across the tip. She just kept coming, now arching her back to push her tit into his mouth. The clasping onslaught on his flesh finally broke his control, and his head felt like it split open at the top as his balls pumped their sticky cargo into her womb. His cock spurted in a rhythm with his thrusts; a feral growl filled his throat.

They both were breathing heavily as his stiffness receded and he slipped from her slit. Jenna grabbed his head and pulled him in for a passionate kiss and embrace. She tasted her cum on his tongue. She broke the kiss and said breathlessly, “Wow! That was even better than the last one! Let’s do it again!”

Is Dante ready yet, or does he need some help?

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