Page 24 of Gunner

Nirvana.

With my tongue, I slowly took my first lick and moaned. Her pussy, slick with her juices, had my mouth watering and my stomach grumbling for more. While I ate my fill, I watched as my girl moaned and writhed under me. I was a connoisseur for pussy. When presented with the delectable treat, I took my time savoring every morsel.

The second she let out an ear-splitting scream, I held her tight as I lapped up her cream, filling my mouth.

Always preferred cream filled donuts.

Now I knew why.

As she came down from her high, I kissed my way back up her body, remembering to give some extra love to her bountiful breast.

I was a giver like that.

With her legs spread and my dick eager for his turn, I cupped her head as I kissed her lips, letting her taste her own juices. When she moaned, I knew she was the woman for me.

Reaching between our bodies, I grabbed hold of my hard cock and positioned myself at her entrance. Once in place, I brought my hand back up to cup her head, staring into her eyes.

“Are you sure about this?” I groaned, not really wanting to ask, but did.

“Yes.”

Slower than I’d ever moved in my life, I pressed into her.

Almost immediately, her eyes slammed shut, and she cried out in pain. I felt her fingers dig into my back as she held deadly still as she tried to breathe through the pain.

Holy mother of God!

Her fucking pussy was trying to strangle my dick, but fuck it all to hell, was this the way to die? Reaching for her leg, I brought it up high on my hip to help open her more for me. I knew I was a big man. I didn’t want to hurt her any more than I had to.

Needing to see her eyes, I whispered. “Look at me, Babydoll.”

“I can’t. It hurts too much.”

“Sarah,” I breathed. “Open your eyes.”

As she did as I asked, a single tear fell from her right eye and my heart broke. I never wanted to hurt her. And I did. God, I felt like the biggest asshole on the planet.

“Take a deep breath for me.”

Sarah nodded and did as I asked, just as I slammed the rest of the way home. Her cry echoed all around as I held myself still, deep inside the tightest fucking pussy on the planet, as I wiped her tears away with my thumb. Kissing her lips, I whispered, “Just breathe, Babydoll. It won’t hurt anymore. I promise. Tell me when you’re ready.”

I don’t know how long I waited there, not moving, but when I felt her body relax, I pushed in deeper.

She moaned as I gently pulled back, then pushed in again.

My motions were slow, but I wasfucking my dream girl.

How the fuck did I get so lucky?

She felt too fucking incredible to stop.

I watched her face. She looked beautiful under me. A view I prayed to see for many years to come. Taking my time with her, letting her body get used to mine, her face softened. Her fingers that I’d barely noticed before digging into my back eased up, and I could feel her muscles relax as I slowly pushed in and out.

And then she uttered a moan that sounded like pleasure.

As she fully relaxed, her eyes met mine and a tiny smile appeared on her lips. I immediately brought my mouth down to kiss her, never losing my rhythm.

She was mine.