"Not yet, sweetheart, but soon. Soon you'll be split wide. It's time to come. I want to see you find your first pleasure. Scream as loud as you want. I want to hear it. I want to taste it."
"Taste it?"
Instead of answering her, I showed her what I meant as I lowered my head to lick over her damp flesh. Her taste made my mouth water. It was sweet, just like the rest of her. My fingers continued to work into her, but never far enough to breach her maidenhead. That was for my cock. Instead, I found the soft, spongy spot just inside that had her cry out. Curling the pads of my fingers over it again and again had her writhing. When I combined that with the tip of my tongue sliding over her round little clit, finding the left side of it to be the sensitive spot, she came.
The muscles in her legs tightened against my shoulders, and her heels dug into my back. Her hands tangled and tugged at my hair. She cried out her release loud enough for the other guests to surely have heard her. I didn't care. I didn't care about anything except giving her exactly what she needed. But watching her in the throes of passion had my cock aching, weeping pre-ejaculate so it dripped down my length.
Once her pleasure ebbed, I lifted my head, and shifted my shoulders so that her legs fell around me. "Wrap your legs around my waist, sweetheart."
She was pliant enough at the moment to do as I bid without thought or argument. She would not be telling me to stop. When I felt her ankles lock at my lower back, I pulled my fingers free and grabbed the base of my cock in a tight grip.
"See what you do to me?"
Piper's eyes were blurry, yet focused on how my hand stroked up and down the length of my dick, her cheeks flushed and her brow damp with sweat. "You're even bigger." Her voice was breathy and surprised.
I aligned myself up to her slick, virgin opening. "It's time, sweetheart. Time to make you mine. This is for us. You and me. No judges. No ceremony. Just this."
She had enough clarity after her first orgasm to understand of what I spoke. I was taking her because I chose it, not because it was demanded. She was giving herself to me, gifting me with her virginity because it was her decision. We were agreeing to this hasty, mismatched marriage of our own accord.
"Yes," she replied.
With that one word, I nudged the broad head of my cock into her and I watched as her pussy lips flowered open, stretched wide by my entry. She was so slick I didn't even have to work my way in, and I took my time to slowly sink into her. I felt her maidenhead, but it was no barrier for the eagerness of my cock. There was the briefest moment of resistance before I slid in all the way.
Piper cried out at the intrusion and clenched the quilt on the bed at her sides. Her eyes were wide and I saw a hint of pain there.
"I'm in, sweetheart. You took me so well. See? I fit."
She licked her lips and held still. "I...I'm not sure. I feel...oh, God, Wiley, I feel so full."
I grinned, knowing how well I filled her, but sweat dotted my brow and every muscle in my body tensed from remaining still. She was as tight as I imagined. Wet and slick and so very hot. She was heaven on earth and I'd just sunk right into it. Yet my cock was screaming at me to move, to pull back and slide in deep once again. Not slow nor gentle. Rough and hard and untamed.
"Getting better?" I asked through clenched teeth.
"That's it? It's all over?"
"Over? We're just getting start
ed." I began to move then, not only because I couldn't wait another second, but also I wanted to show her what fucking truly was about. She was going to love it, I knew, and I couldn't wait to see her let go, to fuck with complete abandon.
"Oh!" she cried, eyes wide as I pulled back almost free except for where her clinging pussy lips held me in place, before again filling her deeply.
"Like that?"
She nodded. I started to move then in earnest, letting my need take over yet watching her cautiously. I shouldn't have been concerned, for after about the third deep penetration, her eyes slid shut and her hips rose to meet mine.
"More?" I asked.
"More," she repeated. "Harder."
Harder? She wanted harder? I could deliver. My mind went blank then, for I couldn't control myself any longer. My pleasure built at the base of my spine, my balls drawing up and filling with my seed. It was hot and scalding and plentiful and I knew that it would fill her right up. Before then, however, I needed her to come again. I reached down and ran my thumb over her slick clit. It didn't take more than that for she'd been right on the precipice.
She was wanton and wild when she came. Every concern she had was gone from her mind. Her hair was a tangle about her thrashing head, her thighs clenched tightly around my waist. I felt her inner walls clench down rhythmically on my cock in a way that had me coming. It was not something I could resist; it was too decadent and hot and...incredible.
I thrust my hips one final time, filling her to the brink, then I fell over. I growled my pleasure as I gripped her hips. There would be marks there most assuredly, but I would consider them part of a virgin's claiming. Piper wasn't some breakable waif. She reveled and thrived beneath my hand, beneath my body and filled with my cock.
I fell forward, placing all of my weight onto my hand beside her head so our rapid breaths mingled. I was still fully seated as the last few spasms of her inner walls milked the remainder of seed from my cock.
The scent of our joining was pungent and strong in the air, the room warm, but nothing was as appealing as recovering fully embedded in Piper's pussy. I knew I'd have to pull out, but my cock stand had not diminished. I wanted her again, but my randiness would have to hold for at least a few minutes. I needed to assess my bride, to know that she was well after her first fucking. From the small smile that curled the corner of her mouth, the way her skin was flushed yet luminescent in the morning sunshine streaming through the window, I knew she was sated and replete.