Marcy's Playground 7 by loyalsock
Date: 1/27/2017,
Categories:
First Time
Author: loyalsock
... want now, pretty baby?" he asked when he came up for air. "I want to do it," I said quietly. "I want you inside me." He looked concerned. "You sure?" "So sure." Still he waited a second. I thought maybe he would reject me. "Please J.L. I need you." "Okay," he said softly. He reached over into the bedside table, and the twist of the movement pushed the weight of his pelvis further down on top of me. He rolled off me, ripped open the condom with his teeth, and quickly rolled it down over himself. Well that was interesting. He rolled back on top of me. "Do we need a towel under me?" I asked. He shook his head. "I don't care about the sheets, I don't want to get up and leave you. Not even for a second." I smiled up at him. "You can still change your mind, you know," he said. I shook my head. "Bend your knees, sweet star, I think it will be easier." I did. I expected him to surge into me in one violent thrust, but he didn't. Not even close. Instead he cradled my head and cuddled it into his neck. "Baby," he said. "Baby, baby, baby, baby. This is a precious gift you're giving me. Don't think I don't know it. I know it." His voice turned reverent. "I'm honored." "I'm not giving you a gift. You're giving me one. You're doing all the work." He laughed, one loud burst. He shook his head slightly, I felt it against the top of mine. I kissed his neck. "Are you ...
... stalling? Worried?" I asked. "No," he said. But I couldn't tell if that was really a yes. I tensed, waiting. He took my hand, and with both of our hands together, reached between us and put our hands on his cock. Oh God. Here it comes. I've heard this can really hurt. But he didn't put his cock to my opening. Instead he rubbed the top of his cock higher, making tiny circles until he found the bud, and I arched off the mattress. "That's it, sweet baby," he said in a breathy voice. He kept doing it until he drove me crazy. I started to shake. "That's it, baby, a little more." My toes started burning. With pins and needles like I was losing all sensation. "J.L.!" I yelled. He moved his hand, and I felt the tip of the head slide easily into the pool of my slickness, and I prepared for the huge rip. My whole body tensed up and contracted. "Easy, baby. Easy. Breathe for me." I took a deep breath. Then another one. I wasn't sure it was helping. "Grab onto my shoulders, sweetheart. Grab, really, really hard." I did. "Harder," he said. "Hurt me." I clawed the top of his shoulders, digging my nails in as hard as he could. Jean-Luc pushed in another inch, very slowly, completely controlled. I squeezed even harder, starting to panic. I scrunched my eyes shut. "Look at me, honey." I did. "Next time will be better. I promise. Relax for me." I tried. He pushed in another inch. No rip. He held there, letting my body ...