James seemed to sense her nervousness, and quickly assured her
“The last thing I want to do is hurt you, dear lady. I plan to go
very slowly, and be very gentle with you. Please, please tell me
if I start to cause you any pain; I will be glad to slow down, or
even stop, if that’s what you want.”
Considerably relieved at hearing that, Cheryl answered “Thank
you, James. No, I really do want to do this; it’s just that I’ve
never had anyone as BIG as you are, is all. As long as you take
your time, I think it’ll be okay.”
He gave her a little grin before replying “So be it, then.”
Cheryl reached down to take him in her hand - she couldn’t get
her fingers all the way around him, he was so large - and
positioned the end of his saliva-slickened cock at her opening.
She felt him start to press against her, and consciously willed
herself to relax in an attempt to make it easier on herself.
It almost worked.
Even wanting him as badly as she did, and knowing that he wasn’t
going to hurt her, his cock was still FAR larger than any she’d
even tried before: if she wasn’t able to see it with her own
eyes, she would swear that someone was trying to stuff a baseball
bat into her!
As she continued to hold James in place, Cheryl was also trying
as best she could to open herself to him. She could feel it as
the massive head of his prick spread her vaginal lips; she could
feel it as he slowly spread the opening to her pussy larger and
larger; she could feel it as she slowly stretched to accept this
mass of man-meat into her body.
Suddenly, it happened: the head of his cock finally slipped
through the tight opening of her pussy - immediately making her
feel as though she was losing her virginity again, she was so
stretched, so full inside. James immediately stopped, for which
she was grateful - she’d known that he was going to fill her as
she’d never been before, but this was FAR more than she’d
expected. She took several deep breaths, willing herself to relax
to the sensation of having her pussy so full of hard cock.
Gradually, over the next minute, she came to grips with having
even that little bit of James inside her; with each passing
second, his presence in her became less a source of discomfort,
and more one of pleasure.
When she was finally ready to take some more of him, she
hesitantly told him “I think I’m ready to go on”
0 comments ↓
There are no comments yet...Kick things off by filling out the form below.
You must log in to post a comment.