His Nasty Virgin

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I was going to have my way with her, but I needed to take care of her first.

Vivian was putty in my hands. Pliable. A willing participant who moved with me, a dance partner in the dark. She was quiet in the beginning, hiding her moans of pleasure behind a hand clasped over her mouth. I was about to tell her not to hold it in, but it brought me a great sense of achievement when I touched her just so and unleashed a languid groan. At some point, I took it as a challenge to get her to scream with just my tongue.

The sounds she made, every whimper, every pant, every soft oh was music to my ears, high-pitched and angelic and somehow the dirtiest thing I’d ever heard. She gasped with every flick of my tongue against her, she whined with every circle I drew. Her knees shook. Her back arched. These were the sounds of a woman experiencing ecstasy.

Vivian tasted like a dream. Sweet. Uniquely her. There weren’t enough words in the English vocabulary to even begin to describe how wondrous she was. I adored the way she writhed beneath me, hips bucking in pursuit of climax.

She was soaking wet, pussy glistening with want. A lesser man would have been chasing his high by now, but I was not a lesser man. Vivian deserved to be taken care of first. Nothing brought me more joy than the thought of fucking her silly, but there was no thrill in cutting to the chase. This was far more entertaining.

Her pleasure was my pleasure.

“Tell me what you need, angel,” I said, kissing her inner thigh. She was so fucking soft.

“I…” Her breathing was tight. “I don’t know. I don’t, uh…”

“Talk to me.”

“I don’t usually get to this part.”

Bracing myself up on my elbows, I looked up at her. “What do you mean?”

She swallowed, nibbling her bottom lip. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. “The guys I used to see… Old boyfriends, they…” She cleared her throat. “They never did this for me.”

“You mean go down on you?”

Vivian covered her face with her hands and nodded. “Yeah.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“I don’t know. I never asked. And the few times they did, it wasn’t, uh…”

I chuckled. “Now’s hardly the time to be shy, Vivian. Just tell me.”

Old boyfriends. Was Wally one of them?

I shook my head, ridding my mind of all thoughts. The last thing I wanted right now was to think about my son and whatever the hell he did -or didn’t- get up to while he was dating Vivian. All that mattered right now was us and this moment. Dwelling on the past or worrying about the future was the fastest way to kill the mood.

She lay back down, head resting against one of the many pillows beneath her.

I returned to tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, carefully pressing a single finger against her entrance. She was wet and ready for me, so it went in easily. I curled at the knuckle in a beckoning motion, aiming for her sweet spot. I started slowly, testing the waters, reading her reactions like lines from a book.

What she liked, what she didn’t… It was evident in the way her breath hitched, in the way she gripped the sheets. IOnthe way, her knees squeezed together to keep me right where she wanted me.

“Do you think you can handle another finger?”

“Y-yes,” she shuttered. “Yes, sir.”

I pressed a second finger into her and felt how well she stretched to accommodate me. Her walls fluttered, an indicator of how close she was to finding release. I wanted to see her come on my fingers.

I redoubled my efforts, my tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive her wild. She babbled incoherently, breaths coming quick and tight. Her toes curled and her body spasmed as climax took her, her sweet juices coating my tongue as she unraveled around me. Vivian’s mouth fell open, a yelp-turned laugh bubbling from her lips.

I chuckled. “That good, huh?”

She nodded, smiling. “I’ll say.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Cocky bastard.”

“Such a filthy mouth you have. I’m going to have to put you over my knee.”

I sat down on the edge of the bed and patted my lap, relishing the sight of Vivian as she crawled on top, supple ass in the air. “Feeling adventurous, are we? Does my angel need a good spanking?”

She let out a shaky breath, gripping my thigh with anticipation. “Yes, sir.”

I massaged her cheek, warming up her skin. An inexperienced partner might go straight into it, but I wasn’t foolish enough to have Vivian jumping into the deep end without first getting her toes wet. I needed to ease her into this sort of thing and teach her that sometimes it paid to have a bit of patience.

I clapped her ass, just a quick swipe. She sucked in a sharp breath but didn’t cry out. “How was that?” “Good,” she said, voice tight.

“You’re being honest? I don’t want to hurt you, Vivian.”

“I’m being honest. It was good. Just surprised me, that’s all.”

“Thank you for telling me.” I spanked her again, this time with a bit more force behind the swing.

She let out the tiniest yelp, followed by a deep moan. “Oh, God.”

“You’re enjoying this?” I asked, spanking her again. “Such a naughty girl, getting off to being punished.”

“Is that all you’ve got?” she taunted. “Come on. You can do better than that.”

I spanked her again, harder. Her skin was turning red, so I switched to her other cheek to even things out. “I’m going to have to teach you some manners.”

“And this is how you plan to do- Ah! – it?”

“Don’t worry, angel. This is the fastest way to get my lessons through to you.”

Vivian gripped the fabric of my pants, my body trembling. She was tense all over. I stopped immediately to check on her, afraid I’d pushed her too far and she failed to tell me.

“Are you alright?” I asked, dropping the game momentarily.

“Yes, I’m just…”

“Do you need a break?”

“N-no, that’s not it.” She looked up at me, wide-eyed beautiful, and full of want. “I’m close to coming again. Please don’t stop.”

My cock throbbed painfully at the realization that she was getting off to this, and I wanted her to finish. I growled, hungry to make her mine, but only after I gave her exactly what she was looking for. I adjusted my grip on her so that I could use my other hand. I reached between her legs and found her sweet spot, then circled it with my finger. I used my left hand and spanked her once, twice, three times, each with good follow-through.

“My little angel wants to come again?” I asked. “Should have known you liked it rough. You’ve got that look about you. So sweet and cute on the outside, but deep down, you’re just a naughty little girl.”

Vivian moaned loudly, trembling violently as an orgasm ripped through her. After a few moments, she went lax against me. I made sure to rub her gently, soothing her reddening skin.

“Beautiful,” I murmured. “There you go. Just breathe.”

“Oh, wow,” she sighed contently. “I’ve never done that before.”

“Never?”

“I’ve never trusted anyone enough to do it.”

A smile stretched across my lips. “I’m glad to know you trust me.”

Vivian sat up and straddled my lap, circling my neck with her arms. She kissed me slowly. “Now it’s your turn.”

I shook my head. “You don’t have to do anything,

Vivian.”

She frowned, appearing rather put out. “What?”

“You don’t have to feel obligated to sleep with me. I just wanted to make you feel good.”

“Has it ever occurred to you that maybe I want to make you feel good, too?”

I was entirely prepared to stop things there. I’d let things between us go far enough. Vivian owed me nothing. As much as I wanted her, I still couldn’t shake the baggage I carried with me. I was worried about what might be lying in wait for Vivian and me if we crossed this bridge together. Not to mention the fact that she used to date my son; what would Wally think if he knew about this?

“I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret,” I told her. “If we do this, there’s no going back.”

She pressed her fingers to my lips. “I want to, Jesse. I want this. But it sounds like you’re the one who doesn’t

want to do anything you’ll regret.”

I shook my head. “It could complicate things.”

“Then we’ll figure it out.” Vivian kissed the corner of my mouth. “Please, sir. I need to feel you inside me.”

I took a deep breath through the nosmydrnondrinking scent of vanilla. I couldn’t take the throbbing in my pants any longer. Screw the future, screw the past. I had to have her.

Our lips slotted into place, kisses no longer as hasty as before. We could take our time.

Vivian made quick work of the buttons on my shirt, popping them off one by one before practically tearing the fabric off me. She dragged her hands over my chest, and my abs, tracing the lines of my muscles with her fingers. She stopped now and then to avoid a bruise, pressing the softest of kisses to the purpling skin.

I lay her down gently, removing my pants and boxer briefs to allow my erection to spring free. It pulsed, begging for release. I retrieved a condom from the bedside drawer and rolled it on, returning it to Vivian swiftly. She parted her legs for me so that I could settle between them, scooping her up in my arms to hold her close. “Ready?” I asked against her lips.

She kissed me sweetly. “Ready.”

I aligned myself and pressed into her slowly, inch by inch. I marveled at how good she felt, warm and tight and good. Vivian clung to me, dragging her nails down my back as she groaned.

“You’re so big,” she whined.

“Do you need me to stop?”

“I just need a second.”

I brushed her hair away from her face, admiring her eyes. “Take all the time you need, angel. I’m not going anywhere.” I kissed her cheek. “How do you feel?”

“Full,” she muttered.

“Good. Hang on to me.”

She wrapped her arms around me as I picked up my pace, thrusting in and out of her with as much care as I could muster. Vivian was able to take all of me, her pussy fluttering around my cock as I aimed for her sweet spot.

“Look how well you take me,” I grunted, listening to the slap of skin on skin and our combined panting. “Such a good girl. You feel so fucking good. So nice and wet for me.”

“Just like that,” she whimpered. “Oh, right there, sir.”

“Right here?”

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Oh, God, I think-”

“Do you think you can come for me a third time?”

“I don’t know. I’m so-”

“Relax, angel. I’ve got you. Close your eyes and feel me.”

I thrust into her harder, faster. A tight coil deep within my gut grew hotter and brighter with every thrust. It was enough to drive me wild, the building anticipation pushing me closer to the edge.

She screamed as she came, holding onto me for dear life as pleasure gripped her tight. Her walls clenched around me, providing me with the sweet friction I needed to fall right after her.

I held her close, kissing her hair while stroking her cheek. She was still breathing hard and sensitive to my touch.

Vivian fell asleep before me, a blissful smile on her lips. I stayed with her until I was sure she was in a deep slumber before peeling away, a sudden clarity sweeping across my mind.

What the fuck have I done?