Veins pulse up and down his length urgently.
“I’ve waited forty-two years for this,” he says, voice catching with his effort to get the words out. “And it was worth every second. Jesus. Look at that eighteen year old virgin pussy. Beg me to fuck you, Anna. Beg me to fuck you hard. Now.”
“Please,” I beg, wanting to beg, needing to beg. To please him. My pussy sizzles in anticipation. “Artem. I need you. I fucking need you, baby.”
He strokes his hand down his cock, spreading the shining precome, and then guides his mammoth head to my ass cheeks and strokes it over them, smearing me with my come and his now, all mixing together warmly.
“Back it up,” he moans, forcing each word out through his twisted lips, voice filled with animal desire. “Back that fucking pussy onto my cock. Do it slowly. Do it now.”
I lean back, whimpering as the head of his cock slides down and parts the lips of my hole, brushing them aside as I lean even further back.
He stares down as his cock slowly, temptingly sliding inside of me, inch by blistering inch.
He slides his hands over my ass and then up my back, curling one hand through my hair and placing the other on my shoulder.
“Fuck,” he snarls. “I can’t hold myself back anymore. I’m just a fucking beast, Anna. When you strip it all away, I’m a fucking animal. And it’s time I let it out, after all these years. It’s time I fucked you like the fucking feral bastard I am.”
“Ah,” I cry, when he pushes himself in the rest of the way.
My tight pussy clings onto his cock as he holds himself inside of me.
I feel a prick of sweet pain deep inside of me, right at the end of his length, and as the seconds lengthen my heart starts to hammer at the back of my throat.
Anxiety surges through me.
Oh no.
Oh God no.
He’s too big.
Artem must sense this flickering trepidation inside of me, because he begins to rock back and forth slowly, pushing in and then out of me in small movements.
I feel my body responding, my womb sending soothing motions through every one of my nerves, waves of relaxation washing through me as his manhood presses against the walls of my pussy.
I feel something burst inside of me, like an overripe fruit gushing out its sweet promise.
And then the stinging sensation is pushed aside by the most capturing feeling I’ve ever experienced, an all-body surge of euphoria that causes me to open my mouth and let out a shivering moan.
“Oh. Fuck. Oh-my-fucking-God.”
My words come out in a rush as Artem slides his blistering length out of me and then pommels it back in, his hard abs smashing into my ass cheeks and pressing them flat.
I grip the sheets and start to bounce with his movements, his fingers dragging across my scalp, a buzzing sensation that adds to the swirling mass of pleasure.
I bounce and let out a moan, the wetness of our colliding bodies filling the room with its vivid sound.
I look over my shoulder and see that Artem’s face is contorted in lust, his lips twisted to the side, the same glimmer of curiosity and fascination in his eyes that I feel deep inside of me as I sink into this utterly new, utterly wonderful pleasure.
We’re doing this together.
I’m taking his virginity.
And he’s taking mine.
That thought propels me into a land of confidence, where I don’t feel foolish for bouncing even harder up and down his cock, savoring the sensation of his thickness pushing against my pussy, bulging outwards as he slams into me with each motion.
We guide each other.
We flow into it together, finding a rhythm that best suits both of us.
We smash our bodies together and inside of me I hear my womb crying out in want, begging for his seed. I imagine her with her hands aimed at the sky, screaming for it to rain, to rain his hot come, for it to spread through me and touch every part of me.
“You’re getting tighter,” Artem snarls, pushing the words out. “Fucking—come, Anna. Come now because I can’t fucking hold on any—”
We both make animal noises at the same time, the collision of our bodies becoming a natural motion, like gravity, something neither of us could stop now even if we wanted to.
My attention spears to the orgasm bubbling up at the very top of my pussy, a ball of hot pleasure just waiting to be released.
And then it all gushes out of me and I press my legs together, squeezing onto his cock, wanting to feel every quiver inside of him. I can feel his veins pulsing as my orgasm makes me scream, scream as loud as I fucking can.
Because in this moment I’m not invisible.
I’m not the nobody.