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Milo lows, a roaring bellow of pleasure.
I panic. This thing fills my mouth completely now that I’m not squishing it. I’m worried about suffocating. What if Milo tries to shove his cock in and out of my mouth like so many men try to do the second the girl says she’s down for oral?
Milo doesn’t. He’s still, clutching the mattress and rocking his head side to side as if he’s blissed out.
I breathe through my nose and stop panicking. Carefully, I use my fingers and tongue to get him back outside of my mouth, wincing with him as my teeth scrape his pale pink tip.
“We don’t have to do that,” Milo offers.
“I know. I wanted to.” I want to do other things, too. I want to bend over my bed, ass up, knees apart, and have him squeeze that big bulb into my pussy. It might be a little painful for both of us to get our bodies meshed, but once he expands in my pussy? I’ll probably drench him.
The practical part of my brain realizes that his full weight can’t be on top of me. “I think you’ll have to stand behind me the first couple of times.”
Milo nods and moves his legs to the edge of the bed in a haze. “Couple of times?”
My voice is a sultry purr (I hope) when I say, “You’ll have to teach me the best positions.”
“I want to see your face,” Milo insists. He picks me up as if I weigh only a few pounds, placing the two pillows at the head of my bed under my hips. Giant cock swinging, he stands between my parted thighs as I lay on my back, ass just barely on the edge of the bed.
Just when I think Milo can’t get any better, he takes a moment to kneel and thoroughly lube my pussy with his mouth, getting it ready by thrusting his thick tongue inside me. He holds my knees back and we make eye contact as he sticks his tongue straight out, straight into my tunnel, and starts fucking me with it.
It feels so good, soft and nubby, wide and firm. My pussy juice is running so fast that I’m surprised he doesn’t splash me every time he thrusts in.
When I’m about to burst, he lays a thumb on either side of my entrance and pulls.
I watch this through a haze of endorphins and pre-orgasm awesomeness. Milo has muscles that bulge. He could probably just rip me in half. Instead, it’s like he’s opening a package.
I’m the gift. He stretches me out until I moan and wriggle my hips restlessly in his hands, feeling powerless in a good way.
For the first time ever, I feel like some big, strong man is going to take care of me.
“I’m ready,” I whisper, even though I’m not. I don’t think my body was ever supposed to be ready to fuck a monster.
“It’s okay if you want to stop. I don’t mind,” Milo reassures, which melts me into a puddle of Libby-lust.
“If you stop now, I’ll have a full-on temper tantrum,” I pout.
“Oh, God. You’re so cute when you pout.”
I smirk for a second. I have this guy pegged and wrapped around my finger. I pout up at him, “Fuck me, please, Valentine?”
He grunts and lines his crown up with my slit. “How can I resist you?”
“You’re not supposed to.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Milo
Iwrap my fist around my crown, loving the hot, tingling pressure that consumes me as it compresses all the nerve endings, sending bolts of pleasure to my brain and up my shaft, but it's nothing compared to the feel of Libby’s tiny little pussy barely taking the tip of my cock.
She’s my soaking wet vise. I feed into her and expand instantly, filling her so tight that her eyes pop and we both groan, me in pleasure, her in pain. I want to pull back, but I can’t, afraid that jerking away will hurt her. In a second, the pain leaves her face and it’s just bliss.
Her pussy stretches around me snugly, or perhaps I’m squished inside. I can’t tell. Doesn’t matter. My brain left the building and my body is in control.
“That’s so good,” Libby grunts, her petite jaw clenched. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck, you’re big!”
“You’re amazing. So soft, so wet. You fit me like you’re threaded—screws and nuts,” I try to explain.
Nothing can explain the way her body grips me, the way I mold to her.
