Taken

Pure Bliss

After that savoury session I lick my lips and move my hands to her cheeks. I start to rub her asshole.
"have you ever had it in here?" I say with excitement.
"actually I'm a virgin" she replied. Perfect I think to myself. I lift myself up and take off my pants. My dick is throbbing and waiting for some action. I bring it to her pussy, the heat from her made it even harder.
"are you ready?"
"yes.... Sir"
I bite my lip at her willingness to submit so willingly, and put it in. It's so tight I have to push it in and out a few times before I get any insertion, her sweet little moan fuels my need to make her mine. I grab her hair with one hand, bringing her back into a perfect arch, and stick my middle finger in her ass with the other. She gasps at the intrusion and her pussy walls squeeze my dick tighter than I thought possible. I give her a moment to adjust, which allows me to look at her perfect body. Her pale body is incredible. Long legs, round tight ass, slender arms, smooth skin, long thick dark blonde hair, her lips, her eyes, her smile. Everything about her drives me wild. I bend down and suckle her neck before standing and rolling my finger in her ass. I begin slowly pumping in and out.

Carley

I don't know what I expected my first time to be like. But this is a million times better than any fantasy I could conjure up. The way he pulls my hair, his finger in my ass, and his dick. Jesus. I don't understand how people can be lesbian. Sure there are strap ons, but this pleasure that I feel right now... is euphoric. All rational thinking is long gone with my dignity back at the school. Every inch of my body is tingling with anticipation and pure desire. As dirty as it sounds, I love being fucked like this. Not that I have anything to compare it to, but this moment, hair pulling, dominating, primal, intense fucking, is indescribable. I'm so stimulated right now that I can only focus on the pace that he is keeping. In. Out. Not gentle, but not rough, just right. And I love every inch he's giving me. Every time he exits my body I crave him back in. I can feel my juices sliding down my naked thighs and I don't care. Because he is filling my every desire with his dick. He picks up his pace and I can't help but to grab at the edges of the table. Moans and whimpers escape from my mouth without my permission and I can't help but to hum sexily at the sound of him groaning behind me. My body clenches as I near my release. Another finger joins the one in my ass and I mewl in discomfort. However, with my growing orgasm it's only a moment before I'm back to panting and rocking against him.
"Beg for it Carley," he growls huskily in my ear and I feel he is close too.
"Please, please mason, let me cum for you," I half ask, half desperately moan. He rewards me though by quickening his pace and tugging harder on my hair. I breathe his name, "Mason," barely above a whisper, but when I do, I feel my climax erupt over my body. The whole world is gone, only stars and bliss and him. He follows me over the edge and there is no other place I'd rather be.
I can hear his heavy breathing from behind me. He gently pulls out and I whimper slightly in pain, Before turning to face him.
"Sorry, should've been more gentle," he apologizes.
"Don't be. That was amazing," I slur in exhaustion. Who knew sex was so tiring.
"You okay," he caresses my cheek lovingly. I nod and fall against his solid chest. His arms pull me into a hug before he scoops me up and cradles me towards the couch. He sets be down and walks down the hall to what I presume to be a bathroom. I go to stretch out my sore body, hoping to relieve some of the aches that have settled into my muscles. When Mason returns to see me standing he rushes over and sets me back onto the couch.
"Stay." He runs back into the bathroom. The sound of rushing water replaces the silence of the house. It's actually a fairly nice place. Modern black and white furniture with bright red accents. I let myself enjoy the scenery, before noticing in my dazed state that there aren't any family photos. At all. Maybe they never take pictures?
In the midst of my contemplating, Mason returns. He lifts me up again and carries me down the hall.
"I can walk yknow," I State. He places a light kiss on my forehead.
"I know, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you." He walked into a bathroom a little smaller than my bedroom. White pristine appliances made up the room, matching accents and towels complimented the space. Candles were lit on the counter and a huge jacuzzi tub was filled with bubbles. He carefully eased me into the hot water. Each particle easing my sensitive muscles. I hummed in relaxation and contentment. "Don't do that." Mason warned indicating his cock. "You don't want to start what you can't finish. And you're exhausted right now so is hate to have to turn your ass red." I bit my lip at his words. How the hell can he be so dominant and caring at the same time. I've only known him for a short time but I'm certain I'm falling hard for him.
He crawled into the massive tub behind me. Wrapping his arms around my stomach, not without cupping my breasts first. I leaned against him. My head resting on his right shoulder, breathing in his scent of raw wood, cinnamon, and musk. He ran a sponge over my body in the water. Starting with my chest, he massages soft circles down between my breasts, my stomach, my thighs, my arms. Once he was done he methodically washed my hair, dried us off and applied lotion to my body. After putting boxers on, He slid one of his shirts over my frame. And meticulously braided my hair.
"Don't have any pajamas and I'd hate for you to wear dirty clothes." He approved of my appearance with a nod. "Besides, I like having you in my clothes much better."
"Me too," I giggled, giving him an appreciative hug. He lifted me up and carried me upstairs to his room. It smelled like him. He laid me down on the bed and closed the curtains causing a darkness to fall over the room. Climbing into the large bed with me, he covered both of us, and pulls me against him.
"Get some sleep," he says. And I have no problem complying, he follows me to my dreams where I sway into a place I can only call home.