Love Hurts - Sex Stories

Love Hurts

... slithering between my legs and up, cupping me and he begun massaging my pussy over my underwear. He sunk in me as far as the thin fabric allowed him to do and I gasped, my mouth turning into an "O", a silent scream. Then he brought his fingers near to my eyes, so I could see his shining wet fingers. I knew there was no coming back from that situation. When he noticed my little shrug while his eyes were still completely connected to mine, like waiting for a little sign to unleash all of himself on me, he took it. Viciously. I could hear my frantic heartbeats louder than all the music and howling coming from the outside. He grabbed my waist and turned me face down, unzipping my dress and pulling it down like he was going to rip it apart. Apart from one or other groan of protest, I just let him do as he liked, like I was some kind of doll. There wasn't much I could do, anyway. Even the fabric of the mattress was tingling in my skin. I couldn't lie to myself like way, I was loving it, I was loving his rough and huge hand all over my body. Then, when he was over with my dress, he bent my knees, lifting my little ass up to the air and pulling my panties down... Then ripping them off. Soon after the ripping sound, I felt his fingers spreading me apart a little and I cried out as his big tongue reached the insides of my pristine pussy. "Aaaaaaaooooaahhhh!" In a moment I was completely aware of how sensitive my clit was. It was overwhelming. I clawed my fingers tightly in the ...

... cushion, but he stopped and I let out a big sigh, part frustration, part relief. "Damn, you taste good. Even your smell... This perfect pink pussy... Fuck, you're from a completely different level." He said with that hoarse, sexy voice, and then back to voraciously eating my tiny entrance, making me groan loudly again. I could feel my virgin pussy twitching and I almost unconsciously pressed my crotch on his face. His tongue was going in and out just enough to reach my hymen, but it was so big for me that it was reaching my clit as well. I was breathing harder and deeply every second, trembling all over... Suddenly he grabbed my legs, embraced my thighs and used his finger to massage my oversensitized clit... It was enough for me. I squirmed, my whole being spasming while he held me tight, and when my struggling was too much he lifted me, leaving my torso on the mattress but locking on to my legs, pinning my thighs and licking faster and deeper. I could feel his tongue hurtfully forcing my hymen, but it was nothing compared to the contractions and the pleasure I was feeling. Until a point I felt myself explode inside. "Ohh myy Gooooood! Auurrrgh!" I groaned from the bottom of my soul. I was orgasming and I knew that. And he kept the movement, making me squirm and moan even more, my fingers trying to rip the fabric of the mattress as they clenched tighter. It kept going, that unbearable feeling beaming through my entire body, something agonizing but absurdly good. I could feel my ...