Cherry Popper (Cherry 1) - Page 48

I ended our kiss so I could take a peek at her panties. White and lacy, they were just as innocent as she was. They were the perfect choice for the night, and that told me she came over hoping that this would happen.

That I would take her virginity.

My fingers hooked into the straps along her hips, and I played with the material, wondering how wet her pussy had made the fabric. I pulled them down slowly, getting them over her curvy ass and down to her thighs. I lowered myself to my knees as I moved, and when I spotted them between her ankles, I saw the gleam from her arousal.

Her panties were soaked.

That should make fucking her a little easier.

I rose to my feet and gripped her hips, my thumbs slowly rising and outlining her rib cage. When I reached the bottom of her tits, I touched the firm curve of each one, feeling the warmth and softness. She had incredible tits, busty boobs that would be perfect for tit-fucking.

My hand moved into her hair again, and I kissed her as I guided her to the bed, my cock twitching in happiness now that I would come inside her, that I would pop her cherry and then fill her with my seed. I would mark my territory so every man who came after me would know the land had been conquered before.

I got her on her back with her head on the pillow. Her legs immediately separated and locked around my waist, her enthusiasm the same as it was nights ago. Her hands moved up my chest, and she gave me a gentle squeeze with her legs, her lips slightly parted like she wanted to kiss me again.

She was the only woman I’d had in this bed, and staring down at her only made me realize how beautiful she was. From the slight freckles on her cheeks, to her full lips, to those big eyes…she was perfect. Her nipples were hard and pointed straight up, and her hair was in a sexy arrangement across the pillow.

Fuck, I couldn’t wait to have her.

I opened my nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube.

“What’s that?” she asked, her hands still stroking my chest.

“Lube.”

“You didn’t use it last time.”

“Because I didn’t care about hurting you. Now I do.” I poured it over my dick then smeared it everywhere with my hand. There was no doubt that she was slick everywhere, but getting my big dick inside would still be a challenge. When she fucked other men, she would realize just how extraordinary my size was. She would miss it and fantasize about it every time she fucked someone else.

When I was lubed up and ready to go, I anchored my arms behind her knees and got her into position, forcing her legs wide apart so she would be able to take me as comfortably as possible. I held myself over her with my lips just inches away. “Are you sure, sweetheart?” I wasn’t even sure why I asked that question. If she said no, I would be devastated. I’d been wanting to fuck her for a month, so it was stupid to even put the idea in her head.

“Yes.” She brought my lips to hers and kissed me, her knees close to her tits because she was folded into a half dome. Her fingers slid into my hair, and she kissed me hard, eager to feel that big dick move inside her.

She had no idea how much this was going to hurt. I pointed my head at her entrance and slowly slid inside, pushing past her lips and into the pool of moisture waiting for me. But that was as far as I got before her body tightened and resisted. My girth was too wide for her narrow opening, so I had to wait for her to relax, wait for her cunt to open like a flower.

Her lips faltered in their embrace before she kissed me again, her nails slightly clawing at me. The longer she kissed me, the more relaxed she became.

I took advantage of that and moved just a little farther. Now I only had an inch inside her—and I had a long way to go.

“You do have a big dick…” She spoke against my mouth as she breathed through the stretch.

“I know.” I sank a little deeper, the lube my saving grace. My mouth was close to hers, but the more my crown felt the warm tightness between her legs, the less I could concentrate on two things at once. I could tell this was going to be amazing, the best I’d ever had. Her virgin pussy was crack, the most addictive drug in the world.

She started to breathe hard when she felt me stretch her apart. Her hand slid to my arms, and she held on as the pain began to bother her. She couldn’t kiss me because all she could focus on was the big dick trying to get inside her.

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