Extra Credit 4 - Breaking Isabella In - Sex Stories

Extra Credit 4 - Breaking Isabella In

... looked back at me and wiped the drying tear lines from her perfect dolled up without make up face. She looked down at her groin and propped up on her shoulders. "I'm a woman. . . " She said softly. "Yes baby. You are a woman now, you know how to perform the most feminine of duties. Procreating." I had trouble keeping my voice calm. Her pussy continued to milk me, sending pressures up different spots of my cock from the base to the head, which was tightly clenched in the unused folds of her femininity. "Do you want to stop Isabella?" I asked, fearful of the answer. Isabella, looked up at me, her lower lip hooked under her left front teeth, looking at once both innocent and impish. "No. I should know what it is like to the end. But . . . but please go slow, I feel like I am not really big enough to accept you, i feel stretching." That sentence alone would be involved in every masturbatory moment going forward. Hearing I was too big, inside the perfect sex machine. "I will baby, I am going to show you making love." I leaned down and wrapped one arm under her right shoulder and my right scooped up and held her right butt cheek. By pulling her up on my raised thigh, I was able to hold her in a position so that I could move my hips and get maximum mobility with my penis whilst being able to kiss her deeply as I slowly thrust away her innocence. Every inch of our bodies that could be touching was as I make my long slow deliberate strokes. Her pussy gripped so tight I had to ...

... sometimes pull hard to start the retraction. I never stopped caressing her back and neck, ass and thigh. A continuous grunting moan was said into her mouth by me. It felt like we were making love on water, the waves of the ocean controlling our coitus. "Huuuuh! Heh! Mr. Williams, wh-wh-wh- Ohh!" She closed her eyes and her head fell back to the pillow, for the first time pleasure taking place of pain of her first sinful act. "Yes baby, just let it take you. I love you Isabella! I love you baby!" I continued to thrust when I felt Isabella's legs instinctively slide up and around my hips and her ankles hooked behind me. Her arm, wrapped around under my arms, her hands now digging into me. I felt her hips buck during one of my thrusts. "Eeuuunnng!" Isabella squealed. I trust again and her hips bucked harder. "Ee-Eeeennneeeh! Ouuuuu!" I pumped a bit faster until I felt her pussy walls clench around me and every muscle of Isabella's seemed to flex simultaneously. I stopped my thrusting and laid on Isabella as her body stayed tense for a few seconds before she slowly relaxed and her breathing calmed. I pulled back off of her. I couldn't believe I had controlled myself and not cum. It was like a Christmas gift. Isabella opened her eyes sleepily. "Oooh! Don't move! Oh god it's so sensitive. What was that?" "I think you had a orgasm sweetheart." "Wow. So . .. . so that white stuff is in me?" "Well no, that stuff is called semen, or cum. But I didn't have an orgasm, you did." "They don't ...