ASHER RICK

Part five

He grabbed something from his drawer. Oh! Silly me, of course, condoms.

As he rolled the condom I was writhing in anticipation. I wanted his c**k now. I was like a s*x-starved addict. That was what he made me.

He positioned himself and rubbed the tip of his c**k over my clít. I whimpered. Such a tease. As he aligned his throbbing c**k to my opening, sleeker and sleeker liquid came out of my wet hole. I was already so wet and the condom’s lubrication added to its glossiness. His exertion was pleasurable. I kept moaning and whimpering each time he rubbed it with friction.

"Stop teasing,” I mewled.

He chuckled and in one swift motion, he thrust hard. I shrieked. Shít, I felt something had invaded inside me. It hurt like a b***h.

"It hurts,” my voice was pained.

He stilled and just looked at me like I was fücking insane. His face was a pure shock, his jaw clenched. Lips grimly set in line. He was angry.

"Why the fück did you not tell me?″ His voice was strained and his breathing was still labored. I could feel he was withdrawing from this. No. No. I wanted this. He was about to pull back when I pulled his hips against me, wrapping my legs around his hips. His length was pushed to the hilt. Fück. He lasciviously groaned.

“Fücking hurt!” I cried. "But please, I want this. It already penetrated me, Mr...so, just fück my brains out,″ I was biting my lower lip to prevent my screams.

I clenched around his c**k and he hissed, his pupils dilated. A big reminder that he was still pricking me with his prick. He still had the moment to smirk and looked down at where our bodies connected. After that, he leaned in and kissed my lips. His tongue and mine fought for dominance. He was sucking my tongue and nibbling on my lips. I kissed him back the way I knew I could.

"Asher... call me Asher,” he then murmured. The name registered and came out of my lips naturally, but the pleasurable pain was what seemed to be driving me wild now.

His movements were gently measured. Slowly, he thrust in and out. Why does he have to be so big? He kissed my neck as I turned my face to the side, giving him more access. He was very gentle this time, taking his time pushing and pulling.

My eyes closed. I felt his hand over my breast, tweaking my n****e. I groaned. He thrust harder this time, making me puff and pant for air. It was too much.

"Oh... Asher,” he was hitting the right spot where I wanted him to hit. "Yesss, yes, yes...” My head sunk back down the pillow. It felt wonderful. The pain ebbed away and was soon replaced with tingling sensations.

He took my n****e in his mouth and sucked it while his other hand busied the other one. Oh, it felt so good. He pounded me with vigor this time, losing his own control in the battle of pleasures. Sometimes he would grind his hips and pound me over again, stirring my walls to clench around his c**k.

“s**t, stop doing that, or I'll come soon doll.” He took my legs and hauled them over his shoulders and again, rammed into me. Ohh... I was so wet now and the pleasure was building up in my lower abdomen again. I just couldn’t stop crying out loudly from pleasure and pain. Yes, there was a dull pain but the pleasure overrode it. His thumb found my clit and rubbed it furiously. I screamed.

"I’m coming, Asher... I’m coming!. Yes!... s**t,” I clamped my walls and gripped his c**k. Convulsing.

He followed suit with a lusty growl. I felt him expand and that alone made me shake from another mind-blowing orgasm.

"Fück, doll. You’re gripping my c**k like a slut.” He whispered into my ear. His words didn’t bother me at all.

Yeah, I was his slut and I loved the feeling. He gave me my very first díck-órgasm. I wondered how come I had never had it before. If I had known this was what the feelings were to have a díck inside me, I would have given up my virginity long ago. But yeah, somewhere deep in me, I still wanna give it to someone special, to the man who would love me and care for me.

But why give it up now?

I yawned. The s****l activity left me exhausted but satiated, giving me no time to worry about the consequences. I would think about it tomorrow. I just wanted to sleep, for now.

Finally, my eyelids could not keep open anymore when blackness enveloped my senses. The last thing I remembered was Asher coming out of the bathroom door.

ASHER'S POV...

There, she laid, exhausted, and completely sexually quenched. I could only smile smugly at this. She was innocent yet she acted wantonly and so eager. I like that effect on her.

My eyes stared at the woman on the bed. She had a very sweet, delicate body. I could vividly remember the way her body responded to my touch. So undeniably responsive. And just at the thought of it, it was giving me a boner once again. I didn't even know her name, but she was a doll to me.

The moment she walked in with her friend in the bar, my eyes never left her. The dress that hung on her body was enough to make a man go wild. Unaware of the lusty stares of the men, they danced to oblivion. I would have thought these two women were lesbians, but as Dust beguiled the other woman, I knew the latter was smitten. He was boldly staring at them, his eyes were fixated on the blond woman mainly, which was good, he could have her. I got the brunette one. So when I noticed she was heading for the bathroom, it was my cue to follow my prey.

After I cleaned myself, I brought a small damp towel to clean her area. There was a sense of pride knowing I was her first.

What have you been doing, little one? She had a sexy body, slender, plump bottom, and well-gifted globes that bounced up and down as I f****d her. Hmmm. I wanted more but I had to suppress myself. She was sore.

I brought the cloth to her parted legs, to her püssy lips, and wiped her essence. She moaned, which connected straight to my c**k. s**t, what did this girl do to me? I brushed off the thoughts and continued, but I couldn’t help it. Just one more taste. I knew she was sore, so a taste wouldn’t cause any more discomfort.

At my first lick, she didn’t move. I parted her lips and pricked her greedy hole with my tongue. This time she rewarded me with her needy moan. How I loved the sounds she made. I sucked one last time and swiped up and down before I left her p***y with a pop sound. She just moaned and went back asleep. f*****g gorgeous.

A while later. I nestled her close to me and had my arm as her pillow. I acted like a lovesick-man. But yeah, I just wanted her to be comfortable. After all, I was her first.

I fell asleep with this little vixen on my bed...