placing both of my hands against the concrete wall on either side of her head. Brushing my lips at her temple, I whisper, “Squeeze it, Callie. And don’t be gentle.”
Her breath gushes out and she squeezes me, rubbing her thumb over the tip and smearing the pre-cum that’s leaking out. And Christ… such a simple move shouldn’t feel that good. I’m almost afraid of what it’s going to do to me when I’m sunk balls deep inside of her.
I move a hand to the back of her head, grab a big chunk of her hair, and pull on it until her head tilts back. Her eyes are clouded with lust, and she licks at her lips again while her breath comes out in short pants. I kiss her softly even though every hormone in my body is demanding I go hard. I kiss her gently so I can hopefully get my racing heart under control.
Her hand moves up and down on my dick, and it only takes two strokes and my hips are pumping against her touch, seeking and then demanding more. And while letting Callie Hayes jerk me off is indeed a nice idea, it’s not as great as fucking her. And like I told her just a few moments ago, I do intend to fuck her.
Speaking of which…
“Hold on,” is all the warning I give her when I reach down and grasp her under her ass, lifting her up. Good girl that she is she doesn’t even let her hold of me go, but she does bring her free hand to my shoulder to steady herself. I lift her up higher, pull her in closer, and then start to let her settle. She instinctively guides the end of my cock right to her hot, wet entrance and at the first touch against that beautiful place of pleasure, I hiss through my teeth.
This is going to be a brutal fucking. I can already tell that there will be no holding back.
“You’re too big,” she pants out as I push just a fraction of an inch into her.
“Damn right I am,” I huff out as I tilt my head and graze my teeth along her neck. “But it’s going to feel good… promise.”
She seems to accept me at face value because she releases her hold on me, brings that hand to my opposite shoulder, and gives a tentative circle of her hips. I slip in just a little further.
Callie is so fucking tight, and I’d like to imagine this is how her virginal body would have felt to me eleven years ago. Although my need to invade her swiftly is almost painful, I take tiny stabs into her body. Inch in, inch out. Working my way in increments, letting her body adjust to me. Callie helps me along by undulating and circling against me.
My face tilts forward until my forehead is pressed against hers. Our breaths mingle with each other’s, ragged and heavy. My fingers press into the muscles of her ass, and I bite down on my lower lip hard to center myself for a moment. Otherwise, I might slam into her.
Callie moans as I work in a little deeper. Her body grips me like a glove. Feels better than any other pussy I’ve ever fucked, and I’m not even all the way in.
“Woolf?” Callie says in a hoarse voice.
“Mmmmm?”
“Please,” she gasps as I push in a bit more.
“What do you need?”
“I need—”
I pull out a few inches, feeling her get wetter and wetter.
“I need—” she gasps again as I push back in even further, almost to the hilt.
“Tell me, Callie,” I urge her with my lips against her neck as I pull back out again.
“I need—”
I slam all the way in, breaking past the last of her tightness and she gives a strangled sob, her head falling forward to rest on my shoulder. For a brief moment, I think I’ve hurt her, but then she chuckles as she lifts her head back up.
“That’s what I needed,” she says with a sly smile.
I can’t fucking help it. I’m not one to be playful and flirty during my fucking, but she draws a smile out of me anyway as I rotate my hips and push her hard into the wall so I can grind against her. She gasps, eyes roll back, and I’m satisfied.
Then…
I fuck her.
Hard.
I piston in and out of her with long thrusts, aiming to hit her deep. I
Her breath gushes out and she squeezes me, rubbing her thumb over the tip and smearing the pre-cum that’s leaking out. And Christ… such a simple move shouldn’t feel that good. I’m almost afraid of what it’s going to do to me when I’m sunk balls deep inside of her.
I move a hand to the back of her head, grab a big chunk of her hair, and pull on it until her head tilts back. Her eyes are clouded with lust, and she licks at her lips again while her breath comes out in short pants. I kiss her softly even though every hormone in my body is demanding I go hard. I kiss her gently so I can hopefully get my racing heart under control.
Her hand moves up and down on my dick, and it only takes two strokes and my hips are pumping against her touch, seeking and then demanding more. And while letting Callie Hayes jerk me off is indeed a nice idea, it’s not as great as fucking her. And like I told her just a few moments ago, I do intend to fuck her.
Speaking of which…
“Hold on,” is all the warning I give her when I reach down and grasp her under her ass, lifting her up. Good girl that she is she doesn’t even let her hold of me go, but she does bring her free hand to my shoulder to steady herself. I lift her up higher, pull her in closer, and then start to let her settle. She instinctively guides the end of my cock right to her hot, wet entrance and at the first touch against that beautiful place of pleasure, I hiss through my teeth.
This is going to be a brutal fucking. I can already tell that there will be no holding back.
“You’re too big,” she pants out as I push just a fraction of an inch into her.
“Damn right I am,” I huff out as I tilt my head and graze my teeth along her neck. “But it’s going to feel good… promise.”
She seems to accept me at face value because she releases her hold on me, brings that hand to my opposite shoulder, and gives a tentative circle of her hips. I slip in just a little further.
Callie is so fucking tight, and I’d like to imagine this is how her virginal body would have felt to me eleven years ago. Although my need to invade her swiftly is almost painful, I take tiny stabs into her body. Inch in, inch out. Working my way in increments, letting her body adjust to me. Callie helps me along by undulating and circling against me.
My face tilts forward until my forehead is pressed against hers. Our breaths mingle with each other’s, ragged and heavy. My fingers press into the muscles of her ass, and I bite down on my lower lip hard to center myself for a moment. Otherwise, I might slam into her.
Callie moans as I work in a little deeper. Her body grips me like a glove. Feels better than any other pussy I’ve ever fucked, and I’m not even all the way in.
“Woolf?” Callie says in a hoarse voice.
“Mmmmm?”
“Please,” she gasps as I push in a bit more.
“What do you need?”
“I need—”
I pull out a few inches, feeling her get wetter and wetter.
“I need—” she gasps again as I push back in even further, almost to the hilt.
“Tell me, Callie,” I urge her with my lips against her neck as I pull back out again.
“I need—”
I slam all the way in, breaking past the last of her tightness and she gives a strangled sob, her head falling forward to rest on my shoulder. For a brief moment, I think I’ve hurt her, but then she chuckles as she lifts her head back up.
“That’s what I needed,” she says with a sly smile.
I can’t fucking help it. I’m not one to be playful and flirty during my fucking, but she draws a smile out of me anyway as I rotate my hips and push her hard into the wall so I can grind against her. She gasps, eyes roll back, and I’m satisfied.
Then…
I fuck her.
Hard.
I piston in and out of her with long thrusts, aiming to hit her deep. I
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