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“You’re big.”
I nodded.
“And uncircumcised.”
I nodded again.
“I’ve never…”
I assumed she meant she’d never been with someone who was uncircumcised.
I didn’t let her finish, because I’d rather not hear her escapades with other men.
I’d rather be inside her, where I could erase all other men from her existence.
The moment she was on top of me, I twisted us around so that I was on top.
Her small body cocooned by my much bigger one.
My fingers went to her pussy to test her readiness, and when I found her so wet that she was practically dripping onto the couch, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing my cock in the next second and guiding it to her entrance.
Her breath hitched as she widened her legs, urging me on.
“Breathe,” I ordered when I noticed her holding her breath.
She nodded, inhaling swiftly.
I pushed inside in one determined thrust.
She was tight, gave very little, but it was enough to work myself inside of her.
The stretch of her pussy around my cock looked obscene, and I couldn’t stop staring once I’d gotten inside of her to the hilt.
“Jesus Christ,” I said as I ground my hips against her.
A sound came out of her throat, and I looked up in time to see wonder in her eyes.
A thought occurred to me, one that I wasn’t ready to acknowledge yet.
One that became more and more apparent when she looked like she had no clue what came next.
“Fuck,” I growled. “Please tell me I didn’t take your virginity.”
“My dildo did that in eleventh grade.” She looked at me seriously. “I get a bigger one each year. Though, I don’t think I’ve ever examined the possibility of a real cock being one of your size.”
My cock jerked.
And this rush of possessiveness coursed through me at the knowledge that I’d been her first.
Which certainly shouldn’t have been possible at her age.
She was in her fucking late twenties, for Christ’s sake.
But then I remembered all the issues she’d had, and realized that maybe it wasn’t lack of offers, but lack of trust on her end.
“Fuck, baby,” I said. “You take me so well.”
And she did.