Chapter 103 Her Pussy Felt Like Heaven
JAXON'S POV
“Fuck, Jax…” She started off slowly, deliberately savoring the feel of my big dick stretching her out.
Her movements were careful, controlled—almost tentative. She bit her lip, focusing on the sensation of being filled so completely. Her pussy made wet, squelching sounds with every rocking motion of her hips.
I watched hypnotized as her body accepted mine, inch by inch. Her breasts swung gently with each slow thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive. She reached back to grab my thighs for leverage, her fingers digging in as she picked up the pace just a notch.
"Mmm, you're so big," she whispered to herself, more than to me. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with excitement as her lips remained tucked between her teeth. "I can feel every vein... every pulse...right where it belongs. Fuck, why didn't I do this sooner?" She shuddered, her pussy clenching around me.
Probably because you were too shy to ask. Man, if I knew that she wanted to fuck me just an ounce, I would have taken the jump a long time ago.
"You're taking it so well," I murmured, my hands squeezing her hips gently. "You look so fucking beautiful riding my cock." I leaned up slightly to kiss her shoulder blade softly. "Does it feel good baby?" I asked softly, wanting to hear her response.
"It feels incredible," she breathed back at me, her voice strained with pleasure. "I've never felt so... so full before." She paused mid-rock to grind her hips back against me experimentally, testing how deep she could take me. "Fuck... right there…”
“Yeah?”
“Hm…” She found a spot that made her gasp loudly, her eyes rolling back. She started bouncing on my cock faster but still maintaining that slow, deliberate pace—chasing that perfect spot with every thrust. "Right there... right fucking there..." she chanted softly to herself.
As I watched her grind back against me, seeking that perfect angle, I couldn't help but feel like a lucky bastard. Finally, after all these years of dreaming about her, of jerking off to fantasies of her riding my dick, here she was—my wet dream come to life.
Her pussy felt like heaven wrapped around my throbbing member. Soft, tight, and soaking wet. Each time she bounced back, taking me deeper, I could feel her inner walls stretching to accommodate my size. Fuck, she was perfect. Too perfect for my greedy, selfish desires.
Fuck this fucking shoulder. I wanted to throw her on her hands and knees and pound into her like a fucking animal.
Instead, I reached around to grab her swinging tits gently, my hands cupping the heavy mounds as she rode me. I'd imagined this moment so many times—I had her perfect body in my hands finally and reality was so much better than any fantasy.
My fingers dug into her soft flesh as she continued to ride me slowly, her ass cheeks slapping against my thighs with each deliberate bounce.
I leaned forward slightly, pressing kisses along her shoulder blade—the spot I'd always wanted to mark during my lonely nights fantasizing about her. "Fuck baby…”