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“Look at this greedy cunt. She’s playing peekaboo with me, baby. Open up so I can say hi.” He is insane. Why do I love it? “Shit your so wet.” He rubs his cock up and down my slit over and over. I whine with each pass, trying but failing to get him to stop moving, until he stops right at my opening. “I’m sorry. I love you.” he says before taking my mouth and my virginity.

I yell into his mouth when the pain pierces me. It moves from inside of me, to my stomach, sending me into convulses. My stomach begins to spasm, while my nails dig into his skin. “Shhh. So sorry baby. It will get better soon, I swear." He promises, kissing me over and over. I can feel the tear slide down my face, but the weight of him fully on top of me, soothes most of the pain. As a matter of fact it soothes all of it.

I attempt to move, to test out the level of uncomfortability, but he is pinning me to the mattress, and I love it. I feel so safe and protected right now, but I also want to feel all of it. “Please move, Lloyd. It feels better.” I tell him, kissing his lips and neck. He looks me in my eyes, searching for the truth.

“Are you sure?” he moves slightly, and I nod my head, waiting for the real thing. “As you wish.” he says right before he slides all the way out and then slams back inside.

“Oh. Oh my. Please, don’t stop.” This feels like nothing I have ever felt. My entire body is being remade. I can feel every movement, every inch of him. I swear I can feel the veins in his throbbing member, pulsing inside of me with each movement.

It's like that moment in this movie we watched a few weeks ago called Twilight, where the girl is reborn as a vampire, and she can see the slightest molecule of dust in the air. That is what I feel right now. I never want this moment to go away.

ChapterSeven

Lloyd

I knew this would happen. I fucking knew it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought if I just got inside of her, just claimed her first this vicious parasitic need to own every inch of her, embed myself inside of her, control her thought and need would go away, but now, now as I rut inside of her, I know I was a fool. It is still not enough. “Shit. Wrap your legs around me Tink, and give me your hands.” Without question her legs wrap around my waist. Her hand comes up and I lock our fingers together, pinning her to the bed and letting my body go slack. “Still not fucking enough.” I grunt in her ear. Here I am all of my weight on her, not an inch of my body not touching hers and I am still so damn greedy for more. “Kiss me.” I command her, sucking her lips into my mouth before she can do as I have instructed.

I am trapped at a crossroads. On one side I want this to last forever, but on the other side I want to empty inside of her right fucking now and make her a mama. “Oh Lloyd.” She whispers in my ear, her sweet soft breath brushes against my ear and when she cries out, her tiny warm tongue touches my skin.

“Aww baby. You feel so fucking good. I knew you would be a tight fuck, but never in my wildest dreams did I guess your pussy would be so eager and so slick. Ah fuck. She’s gripping me so tight, baby.” Each word makes her snatch tighter and tighter. She begins bucking against me, or trying to since I have her hemmed up. She lets a whine slip out and it sends me to an entirely new place. “Does my little fairy want to bounce on this cock? You want to slide up and down this bruiser and take your pleasure?” I lick across her nipples and watch her bite her lip and roll her eyes to the back of her head.

“Please, Lloyd. Please. I need you to move.” Wrapping my arms around her back, I roll us and land on my back. Swiftly I sit back against the headboard and kiss my wife’s swollen lips. Her lower half begins to move, innately knowing what to do even though she is new to the ways of a man and woman. “No. You feel so deep this way.” She says against my lips. I grip her hips so she can’t try to pull off.

“You wanted to move, baby. Now bounce.” I smack her ass and she keens louder. I lift her off my cock and then drop her back down, closing my eyes when she cries out. Jesus, that sound is a symphony. “Yeah, That’s a good girl.” Her handful of tits jiggle and my mouth waters. My hands are still under her ass, giving her assistance, but she has taken to it like a happy horny girl.

Her cries and mewls of pleasure send shivers down my spine, but my mouth wants her nipples. I lean over and suck them into my mouth, licking and biting each of them one by one. “Please Lloyd. Please. I feel you in my stomach.”

“I know, baby. That is where my baby is going to grow.” The word baby must be her trigger because she gushes all over me, gripping me like a fucking vacuum hose.

“Oh fuck, baby. I’m trying to slow down. Stop moving, shit. God damn holy pussy. Come for me, baby. Fly over the edge with me, baby. Take all of Daddy’s cock and soak me.” The last part slips out. I was saving that for another time, but she sucked it out of me.

“I’m… I’m…yesss,” she screams before passing out on my shoulder. I am scared shitless for a second before I feel her pulse and know she is alright. Without pulling out of her I slide us both down into the bed and pull the covers over us. “Sweet dreams, baby.”

“Ouch.” Her soft voice wakes me. “Oooh.” She is trying to get off me and even though I don’t want her to move, I know she must need to go to the bathroom and soak.

“Do you need help, baby?” Gasping, she looks up at my face and her cheeks turn red.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wake you, but I think I am stuck.” She says, biting her lip. Chuckling, I kiss the side of her head.

“You are not stuck, baby. You are swollen and sore. Here. Let me help you.” Slowly I lift her off of me, mindful and slightly remorseful for my part in her being uncomfortable and in pain, but I also want to hang the sheet with evidence of her virginity on my front lawn like a flag.

“Is it supposed to hurt so much?”

“The first time, yes. It will get better the more we do it, Tink. Right now, I am going to run you a bath and you need to soak while I shower and get us some breakfast.” She stands in front of the tub while I run the water wringing her hands together. “You can say and ask me anything, Rachael. What's in that beautiful mind of yours?”

“Nothing really. I was just thinking I should be cooking for you, right?” I pull her into my arms and kiss her lips. Pulling back before I want to, I look in her eyes.

“We can cook for each other, wife. We can make our own rules. How about that?” She smiles and lays her head on my chest.

“I'd like that.” Me too. Carefully I help her into the bath and kiss her once more. Once I am sure she has everything she needs, I run and take a shower, watching the tinges of pink go down the drain, disappointed I will no longer be wearing proof of my conquest. Now I have to wait for it to show in her belly. The sooner the better.

ChapterEight

Rachel

Holy moly! The books lied. They all said it was beautiful and a slight pinch and minor ache. Lies! I mean sure it was beautiful, but man does it hurt now. I feel swollen and like I can’t walk. Heck, I soaked in the tub for probably a half an hour and still I feel like if I close my legs, they are going to bounce back open.

Slowly I make my way around the room, unpacking my bags and hanging up clothes. I open a few of the drawers and find empty spaces next to his clothes and that makes my insides warm. He made room for me. Once my bathroom things have been put away, I slide on a tank top with no bra since I don’t really need one and a pair of leggings with no underwear because the thought of anything touching my nether region makes me visibly shudder.