Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 95019 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95019 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
“You good?” Marty asks. I glance over my shoulder, noticing the concern in his expression.
“I’ve collided with three-hundred-pound men on the field. I think I can take a dick.” As I say it, I have to take a few breaths, adjusting to the slight sting. “But yeah, gonna need a second.”
“Oh, wow. I didn’t realize you were all talk.”
“Well, as soon as I adjust, I’m gonna show you how much it’s not all talk.”
“I can wait. And if it’s any help, it’s hot seeing my dick in you like this.”
I can’t help but laugh. “It helps a little,” I confess as the sting dulls. I breathe in and out, my ass relaxing until it allows him farther in. There’s a little pressure, but it’s pleasurable, and I’m waiting to experience that sensation, when he hits my prostate.
“Oh, hell.” My breath hitches as his cock sticks tight to the spot, making my body vibrate.
“Nice, isn’t it?”
“What the—” I roll my head back as a swirl of heat in my chest combines with a charge that shoots out to my toes and fingertips. It’s so much better than just his finger, the steady pressure gliding across that sweet spot. “Wow.”
When I’m able to collect myself, I look over my shoulder at Marty, who sports a grin that makes me feel like a god for how I was able to take him like that. “No wonder you couldn’t get enough of my dick,” I say. “I don’t know that you’re gonna be able to get me to top again.”
It’s like now that my body’s aware of the pleasure this cock can give me, it loosens up even more, allowing more of his cock in me, sliding against that spot, continuing to stimulate me in all the right ways.
I figure his cock has to stop at some point, or I’ll run out of room, but there’s only another inch before my ass rests against his pelvis. The way he’s wedged against my prostate has made most of the excitement buzz in my abdomen.
“Give me a minute,” I tell him.
“Take as long as you need.”
I laugh, but just as soon, another jolt of excitement ripples through me, pulling a moan right from me. As the pressure fades, I give his cock a test run, moving my hips back and forth. “See? Even with as big as that thing is, I’m moving pretty fast. Good for a virgin.”
Marty laughs.
“Hey, give me that one.”
“I don’t think you can call yourself a virgin when I’m lodged inside you.”
“You’ll call me whatever I want if you want to stay in there.”
“Yes, sir,” he says as another surge of sensations moves through me.
“Fuckin’ hell,” I breathe. “Now you know why I’ve been so hung up on your ass.”
I manage to speed my thrusts up some, and I can tell how much more give there is than when I was first trying to get his cock inside me.
“It’s okay, Mart. Do it. Fuck me like you got something to prove,” I tell him, bracing my hand against the wall.
His hands slide around my waist, and he begins thrusting up into me. Like when I fuck him, we quickly find our natural rhythm. I don’t slack either. He’s been too good a bottom for me not to return the favor.
My movements feel controlled by my body craving the sensation of him sliding up against that sweet spot, again and again and again…and he doesn’t hold back, drilling me in a way that drives me wild.
“Taking all that anxiety out on this ass?” I ask.
“You know it,” he says as he wraps one arm around me, drawing me close, and with the other, grips my cock and strokes with that expert skill he has now that he’s learned my body so well.
I turn so I can get a look at him. “You impressed by how good I am at taking you my first go? Come on, admit I’m good.”
“Ry, you continue to impress me,” he says, and it feels even better knowing he means it.
Our lips slam together before he pistons his hips, forcing himself in deep. I moan, and there’s this feral desire in me, something I hadn’t considered but I’m suddenly obsessed with.
“I want you to come inside me, Mart,” I whisper. “I want you to be the one who claims this ass.”
“Fuck, I want that too, Ry.”
“I want to be dripping with you.”
His cock swells, creating the perfect amount of pressure against my prostate. Between how amazing he feels, how proud I am of my own work, and the excitement of this being my first time bottoming for him, I’m overwhelmed—and I know where this is leading far too quickly.
“It’s too much,” I warn. “I’m gonna come.”
“Give it to me, Ry.”
It’s like my body just needed his permission because as soon as he says the words, the rush sweeps through me, nerve networks bursting with excitement like a series of fireworks going off all over my body. This isn’t like when I shoot normally. Being stimulated like this and feeling him jackhammering away inside me intensifies and prolongs the experience.