ROMANCE: The Lion Wish (BBW Paranormal Lion Romance) (Paranormal Mystery Alpha Male Romance Short Stories) by Kelly Mitchell
Authors: Kelly Mitchell
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his chest was massive and so well defined, the same with his abs. I stratal him and run my hands down his chest and stomach, the touch sends a bolt of excitement through me and I feel myself go loose and wet. I tug off my blouse shyly. I’ve always been a bit shy about my body, particularly my tummy. True enough, I worked extremely hard to tighten it up over the summer, but I still have a bit of a muffin top. Jarred doesn’t seem to mind, though, and he runs his hands over my stomach. I take off my bra, and his eyes practically pop out of his head. Oh, yeah, he’s definitely a virgin.
His hands gently explore my breast, his thumbs tracing small circles around my nipples. I lean forward and have him suck at my nipples. He flicks them with his tongue, his teeth nibble at them gently. I’m almost 100% certain that he’s a virgin, so if I want him to last longer than five minutes—and I want him lasting for hours—I’m going to have to take care of his initial excitement. I start kissing down his chest and stomach, and then unbutton his pants and then tug them down around his ankles. My breath catches in my throat for a second, his penis absolutely enormous, and I start to worry about him actually fitting inside of me?
I take him into my mouth and begin stroking the shaft as I suck and tease the head with my tongue and lips. He seems frozen with shock, his body tense, but not uncomfortable. As my mouth becomes accustomed to his size, I take it further down my throat, gagging a bit. Suddenly, I can feel him erupting in my mouth. I’ve never had a boy cum in my mouth before—considering that this is only the third blowjob I’ve ever given (Yes, all of them to Shelly’s brother when I wouldn’t let him have sex with me again) so I don’t exactly know the etiquette of how to deal with sperm. So I take the easy route and swallow it. It’s not entirely unpleasant, it’s thick and coats my mouth; it tastes a little like his mouth, cloyingly sweet.
I continue stroking him as I pulled off my skirt and panties. His size is still so intimidating, but I feel so wet that I’m pretty sure I can take him all inside of me without it hurting too much. I Hover over him, his still rock hard member clenched in my fist, and I guide him inside my sopping vagina. I practically scream as he slides into me halfway. It feels like he’s tearing me wide open, but not in a bad way. I take a couple of seconds to catch my breath, rocking back and forth, letting myself widen and get used to his size. Finally, I slowly push the rest of him inside of me with a shrill moan that I can hardly believe is coming out of my throat.
As I rock back and forth, feeling him pull in and out of me, it feels like he’s filling every square inch of me. As I start to feel my orgasm building, I have him fill his hands with my breasts, and having him tweak and pinch at them ever so gently, and I began rubbing my clitoris and slamming my hips against his. So close…. so close … and then my insides turn to jelly, and my orgasm pulses through my body. Wave after wave of pleasure sweeps through me. I want it again, so I keep grinding on top of Jarred, his cock pulsing inside of me, and as I come a second time, I feel him erupt deep inside of me. I’m on the pill so I’m not worried about getting pregnant, but at this moment, I wouldn’t care one bit if I did. Because at this moment, I love him more than I’ve loved anyone in my life.
After that first night, our life together has been wonderful. Samuel stays in my dorm room most nights, and every morning we make love with the same intensity and desire as we did the first time. We’ve started experimenting with a few different positions. Him on top, from behind—which I like the most because it feels like he can push deeper inside of me—but our favorite position is still me on top, riding him. But it’s, of course, not all about the sex. Most days after our classes are done, we
His hands gently explore my breast, his thumbs tracing small circles around my nipples. I lean forward and have him suck at my nipples. He flicks them with his tongue, his teeth nibble at them gently. I’m almost 100% certain that he’s a virgin, so if I want him to last longer than five minutes—and I want him lasting for hours—I’m going to have to take care of his initial excitement. I start kissing down his chest and stomach, and then unbutton his pants and then tug them down around his ankles. My breath catches in my throat for a second, his penis absolutely enormous, and I start to worry about him actually fitting inside of me?
I take him into my mouth and begin stroking the shaft as I suck and tease the head with my tongue and lips. He seems frozen with shock, his body tense, but not uncomfortable. As my mouth becomes accustomed to his size, I take it further down my throat, gagging a bit. Suddenly, I can feel him erupting in my mouth. I’ve never had a boy cum in my mouth before—considering that this is only the third blowjob I’ve ever given (Yes, all of them to Shelly’s brother when I wouldn’t let him have sex with me again) so I don’t exactly know the etiquette of how to deal with sperm. So I take the easy route and swallow it. It’s not entirely unpleasant, it’s thick and coats my mouth; it tastes a little like his mouth, cloyingly sweet.
I continue stroking him as I pulled off my skirt and panties. His size is still so intimidating, but I feel so wet that I’m pretty sure I can take him all inside of me without it hurting too much. I Hover over him, his still rock hard member clenched in my fist, and I guide him inside my sopping vagina. I practically scream as he slides into me halfway. It feels like he’s tearing me wide open, but not in a bad way. I take a couple of seconds to catch my breath, rocking back and forth, letting myself widen and get used to his size. Finally, I slowly push the rest of him inside of me with a shrill moan that I can hardly believe is coming out of my throat.
As I rock back and forth, feeling him pull in and out of me, it feels like he’s filling every square inch of me. As I start to feel my orgasm building, I have him fill his hands with my breasts, and having him tweak and pinch at them ever so gently, and I began rubbing my clitoris and slamming my hips against his. So close…. so close … and then my insides turn to jelly, and my orgasm pulses through my body. Wave after wave of pleasure sweeps through me. I want it again, so I keep grinding on top of Jarred, his cock pulsing inside of me, and as I come a second time, I feel him erupt deep inside of me. I’m on the pill so I’m not worried about getting pregnant, but at this moment, I wouldn’t care one bit if I did. Because at this moment, I love him more than I’ve loved anyone in my life.
After that first night, our life together has been wonderful. Samuel stays in my dorm room most nights, and every morning we make love with the same intensity and desire as we did the first time. We’ve started experimenting with a few different positions. Him on top, from behind—which I like the most because it feels like he can push deeper inside of me—but our favorite position is still me on top, riding him. But it’s, of course, not all about the sex. Most days after our classes are done, we
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