NOAH
I want Molly like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. The feel of her warm body under me and the taste of her release on my tongue is fueling my need for her to the point that I don’t know if I can stop.
“Noah.” She says my name again as she reaches for me.
I give her pussy one last lick before I climb up her body. All I want to do is shove the front of my pants down and thrust into her wet heat, but I’m trying to hold on to the last bit of my control.
“Tell me to stop,” I beg as I bend down and kiss her. She doesn’t shy away from tasting herself, and impossibly, it turns me on even more.
“Why would I do that?” Her smile is soft, and her eyes are heavy as she looks up at me.
This isn’t how I wanted our first time to be. I’m not sure what I pictured, but she deserves more than just a quick fuck on a couch. I’m a grown man, for god’s sake. I should be better than this. Maybe if I get off, it will clear my head.
Even though I know that’s a lie, it's the only way I can get myself under control. “Hold still.”
“Why, what are...” Molly trails off when she watches me reach for the front of my pants and pop them open.
“It’s okay, I just need to take care of myself real quick.” As soon as my heavy cock springs out between us, I grip the base. I start to move my hand up and down when I feel Molly’s there with mine.
“Let me,” she whispers, and my body stills at her touch. She keeps her eyes locked on mine as she moves her fingers up and down my length, feeling the size and weight of it.
“Fuck,” I groan as my eyes roll back. My cock throbs with the need to release, and her touch pushes me closer to the edge.
“It’s so big,” Molly says, like she’s talking to herself.
“Tighter,” I manage to get out through gritted teeth. When she looks up at me with confusion, I put my hand over hers and grip my cock tighter. She squeezes me, and I nod my head. “Just like that. Hold your hand still. I’ll do the rest.”
She points the fat head of my dick at her opening and holds her hand around my shaft. My body is coiled tight with need, and I thrust into her fist until her hot little hole kisses the tip. It’s a tease for both of us as I do it over and over. The tip gets slick with her desire as I push in a little more every time.
Molly moans as she watches me fuck her fist and slip into her ever so slightly. I could cum like this, but I’m trying not to. My fingers grip the couch as I try to hold on, and with every stroke, she pulls me a little closer so I can get deeper.
The heat of her pussy sucks me in, and the moment I break through her virgin barrier, my soul settles down. I could feel it earlier when I slid my finger inside, but popping it with my cock feels like how it was supposed to happen. Like this was all meant to be.
Her body stiffens as her hand grips me tighter, and a small whine escapes her.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask as I look down at her and cup her face.
“No,” she says quickly, her eyes wild with need and maybe a little fear.
“Can you take a little more?” I push in another inch, and her back arches. “That’s it, just a little more. You want me to cum, don’t you?” She bites her bottom lip as she nods. “Do you want to cum again?”
“Yes,” she gasps when I pull out just an inch and slide in two.
“Look how pretty you are, Molly,” I say, and she glances down to where I’m inside her. I pull out and let her look at the tinge of her virgin blood streaked on me. “You’ve given me such a gift.”
“Noah,” she gasps when I thrust back inside, and this time I go almost all the way.
“I promise to make the next time special,” I vow as I lower myself on top of her, pinning her to the couch. “You deserve so much better than this, but you’re just so fucking good, Molly. So hot and wet and tight, fuck. How am I supposed to stop now?”
When I thrust again, I get all the way inside, and I grind against her clit. She cries out with pleasure as her nails scratch down my back, and I keep doing it. I thrust and grind over and over, desperate to feel her pussy clench around my dick as it did my tongue.
“I-I’m close.”
“What a good girl,” I tell her, and she moans. “You’re going to make me so happy, aren’t you? You’re going to squeeze me so pretty and let me cum inside you.”
“I don’t...” she gasps when I tilt my hips and go deeper. “I’m not on anything.”
“Fuck, that makes me want to do it even more.” I bury my face in her neck as I thrust again. “How can you expect me to pull out now?”
