you?”
“No.”
“Do you think that I want to hurt you?”
“No.”
The pressure increased against her anus.
“I don’t know about this,” she said. “Stop.”
The pressure eased. “What are you afraid of?”
“I’ve never…I’ve never…”
“Yes, I know. But don’t you fantasize about it? Haven’t you
always wondered what it would be like?”
Leah paused. He spoke the truth. It was so taboo, something
that didn’t even get spoken of in decent company. She grew up with that kind of
activity being something only a heathen would engage in. So naturally she’d
always wanted to try it.
“Leah?”
“Yes. Yes I do fantasize about it.”
“You fantasize about something you’re afraid of.”
“Yes.”
“But when you get your opportunity you say no? Is that what
you’re telling me? When your curious desire is about to come true you run
away?”
“I don’t want to run away. I want to embrace it. Enjoy it.”
The pressure increased again.
“Will you embrace it now?” Hale asked softly. “Or will you
sabotage your own growth experience?”
Leah’s heart pounded in her ears. She’d heard that it could
really hurt. But she could always tell him to stop and he would. Or she could
tell him no, never know what it was like and leave him thinking that she’d
always run away from her dreams, wishes and desires.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Do it. God, do it before I change my
mind.”
Hale laughed. “It’s for you, Leah. All for you. If you don’t
enjoy every second of it I want you to tell me to stop.”
“Okay,” Leah breathed heavily. “Why are you cold?”
“Oh I’m hotter than hell, baby. It’s your hand lotion that’s
cold.”
With that the pressure began to give, allowing Hale’s hard
cock to enter Leah’s most private spot. She panted, still afraid but suddenly
excited. She would live this experience, not just be a bystander as though
watching it happen to someone else. Adrenaline surged through her and she felt
light, alive and in control. She made the choices. She would say what stayed
and what went. She decided.
“More,” she begged. Hale pushed a bit more, opening her up
to accept more of his slick shaft. He was impossibly huge inside her. Leah
gripped the pillow beneath her and looked up at the headboard. The experience
was raw and real but she just relaxed her entire body and allowed it to happen.
She continued to pant as Hale penetrated her slowly, so
slowly, opening her like the last Christmas present under the tree. Savoring.
Endearing. Dare Leah think… lovingly.
“How does it feel?” Hale asked.
“Like being born,” Leah said. “Confusing. Joy and
awkwardness. Fear and excitement.”
“You want more of me?”
“Yes. Definitely yes.”
“You want all of me? All of me in your ass?”
Again Hale’s words made Leah feel intoxicated, drunk on the
odd desire that flooded her. He was saying things that would have made her
uncomfortable, even disgusted if they had come from anyone else. But again he
spoke poetry in her ear with his raw questions and demands.
“Give it to me,” Leah whimpered. “Take me.”
How can they mean the same thing when they’re opposites? Leah
mused. She then felt only the giant pressure as Hale entered her further. At
that point he had to be fully inside her. She was crammed full.
“I have two more inches,” he murmured. “Want them?”
“My God,” Leah said incredulously. “I thought you were all
in three weeks ago.”
Hale laughed, pushing more.
“Jesus,” Leah panted. “Go ahead. All of it now.”
Hale pushed until his pelvis bumped Leah’s butt cheeks. She
shuddered, feeling every bit of him within her. Her pussy creamed
uncontrollably. She never thought it would be like that. It didn’t hurt,
especially with the level of adrenaline pumping through her. It was more like
hyperstimulation, an over-awareness of everything.
“You’ve got all of me, Leah. Are you ready to get fucked
now? Fucked hard
“No.”
“Do you think that I want to hurt you?”
“No.”
The pressure increased against her anus.
“I don’t know about this,” she said. “Stop.”
The pressure eased. “What are you afraid of?”
“I’ve never…I’ve never…”
“Yes, I know. But don’t you fantasize about it? Haven’t you
always wondered what it would be like?”
Leah paused. He spoke the truth. It was so taboo, something
that didn’t even get spoken of in decent company. She grew up with that kind of
activity being something only a heathen would engage in. So naturally she’d
always wanted to try it.
“Leah?”
“Yes. Yes I do fantasize about it.”
“You fantasize about something you’re afraid of.”
“Yes.”
“But when you get your opportunity you say no? Is that what
you’re telling me? When your curious desire is about to come true you run
away?”
“I don’t want to run away. I want to embrace it. Enjoy it.”
The pressure increased again.
“Will you embrace it now?” Hale asked softly. “Or will you
sabotage your own growth experience?”
Leah’s heart pounded in her ears. She’d heard that it could
really hurt. But she could always tell him to stop and he would. Or she could
tell him no, never know what it was like and leave him thinking that she’d
always run away from her dreams, wishes and desires.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Do it. God, do it before I change my
mind.”
Hale laughed. “It’s for you, Leah. All for you. If you don’t
enjoy every second of it I want you to tell me to stop.”
“Okay,” Leah breathed heavily. “Why are you cold?”
“Oh I’m hotter than hell, baby. It’s your hand lotion that’s
cold.”
With that the pressure began to give, allowing Hale’s hard
cock to enter Leah’s most private spot. She panted, still afraid but suddenly
excited. She would live this experience, not just be a bystander as though
watching it happen to someone else. Adrenaline surged through her and she felt
light, alive and in control. She made the choices. She would say what stayed
and what went. She decided.
“More,” she begged. Hale pushed a bit more, opening her up
to accept more of his slick shaft. He was impossibly huge inside her. Leah
gripped the pillow beneath her and looked up at the headboard. The experience
was raw and real but she just relaxed her entire body and allowed it to happen.
She continued to pant as Hale penetrated her slowly, so
slowly, opening her like the last Christmas present under the tree. Savoring.
Endearing. Dare Leah think… lovingly.
“How does it feel?” Hale asked.
“Like being born,” Leah said. “Confusing. Joy and
awkwardness. Fear and excitement.”
“You want more of me?”
“Yes. Definitely yes.”
“You want all of me? All of me in your ass?”
Again Hale’s words made Leah feel intoxicated, drunk on the
odd desire that flooded her. He was saying things that would have made her
uncomfortable, even disgusted if they had come from anyone else. But again he
spoke poetry in her ear with his raw questions and demands.
“Give it to me,” Leah whimpered. “Take me.”
How can they mean the same thing when they’re opposites? Leah
mused. She then felt only the giant pressure as Hale entered her further. At
that point he had to be fully inside her. She was crammed full.
“I have two more inches,” he murmured. “Want them?”
“My God,” Leah said incredulously. “I thought you were all
in three weeks ago.”
Hale laughed, pushing more.
“Jesus,” Leah panted. “Go ahead. All of it now.”
Hale pushed until his pelvis bumped Leah’s butt cheeks. She
shuddered, feeling every bit of him within her. Her pussy creamed
uncontrollably. She never thought it would be like that. It didn’t hurt,
especially with the level of adrenaline pumping through her. It was more like
hyperstimulation, an over-awareness of everything.
“You’ve got all of me, Leah. Are you ready to get fucked
now? Fucked hard
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