Isabelle Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Isabelle Chapter 4

... “What?” “I want our first time without it,” she said, “My period ended a couple days ago and I won’t get pregnant if you don’t cum in me.” I knew that wasn’t entirely true, considering the amount of pre-cum that was already oozing out of me, but I didn’t care. She was right though, I didn’t want to have any barrier between us. I walked back over to my bed, putting the condoms back in the drawer. Isabelle reached her hands up towards me as I laid down on top of her again, resting my cock over her clit. “Please, put it in,” she begged. I smiled as I reached down to my cock, slipping it back to her entrance, getting the tip wet with her sweet juices. Very gently, I slid it in to her amazingly tight pussy. “Holy shit,” I moaned as Isabelle started wincing in pain. “Ow!” she screamed as I hit her cervix with my cock. “Shit, sorry,” I said, pulling back out, leaving just the tip in her warm, moist pussy. “You’re fine, I thought I had trained for this,” she giggled, kissing my lips. “Trained?” I inquired. “I popped my ‘cherry’ already so it wouldn’t hurt when we did it,” she said looking deeply into my eyes. “I won’t go as deep,” I promised, smiling at her. I started again, going in and out slowly, feeling every inch with my cock, leaving out about 3 inches. Isabelle was still wincing, but soon the pain left and she was just left with pleasure. Her gritted teeth and tensed face relaxed as my thrusts became quicker and more rhythmic. “You can go a little deeper,” she giggled, ...

... wrapping her legs around my thighs, brining me closer. I smiled back at her, kissing her. “I don’t want to hurt you,” I said. She giggled as I started thrusting again. Every tiny ridge and bump in her perfect vagina felt amazing as I slid my cock past them. Her tight pussy gripped my cock perfectly, conforming to its shape and size. “Oh, oui,” she moaned. My cock was angled up towards the roof of her pussy and I could feel it rubbing up against her engorged g-spot. The spongey texture felt so amazing, I felt like I could just cum deep inside of her, but I wanted to make her cum first. “Oh fuck,” I said, as I kept thrusting, going deeper with each thrust. “J’adore ta bite,” she moaned which meant, “I love your cock,” I smiled and kissed her lips before resting my head next to hers while we made love. Her breathing was fast and irregular, gasping almost every time the head of my cock pressed up against her g-spot. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned in warning. “Let’s change positions,” Isabelle said, taking her legs off of mine. I pulled out standing at the foot of the bed and the transition from her insanely warm, tight pussy to the cool air nearly made me blow my load. “What-what shall we do?” Isabelle asked, breathing deeply as she sat up. “I, um, I don’t know,” I said smiling at her, out of breath myself. “How about like this?” she suggested, turning over so she was laying on her stomach. “I’m ok with that,” I smiled, looking down at my glistening, wet cock. Isabelle put a few ...