POP MY CHERRY

Stephanie’s P.O.V

He laid me down gently on the four-poster bed after stripping me of my clothes. His hands lingered on my nipples as he pulled and tweaked them. Anytime I tried to wound my fingers in his hair, he pushed them away.

“Stay still for me, won’t you?”

I nodded again.

He kissed my cheek and walked away from the bed, standing fully dressed in the center of the room, while I sat naked on the bed.

I shyly crossed my legs and he shook his head.

Licking his lips, he growled, “I want you opened up baby girl. I want to see your cunt wet for me. I want to smell your perfect scent from where I stand.”

I bit my lips, and slowly widened my knees as much as they would go, and my pink pussy lips opened to him.

“Fuck.” He muttered, his hand coming up to squeeze his dick through his pants.

“Now, I want you to lay back on your elbows with your back arched.” He instructed and I obeyed immediately.

A few hours ago, I would never imagine myself exposing my innermost parts to a stranger.

“Perfect,” his voice was deep and husky as he ran a finger over his beards.

I wondered how those beards will feel scratching against my thighs.

Just by the smoldering look in his eyes, my pussy was drenched and soaking through the duvet.

I wanted this man to touch me so bad it hurt.

Winking at me, he began unbuttoning his shirt, slowly, his hips undulating to a mental tune in his head.

Was he giving a striptease?

My fingers went down to my pussy but he snarled, “Do not touch my pussy!”

His pussy… God, why did that word make my cunt leak?

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, treating me to a view of perfect mouthwatering abs, and my stomach clenched with arousal.

Soon, his trousers were off, with his boxers, and the biggest and only cock I have ever seen sprung out.

It was an angry red organ, it's crown topping with his cum which I badly wanted to taste.

He fisted his cock for a few moments, his eyes not straying from mine.

His lips parted on a low groan as he jerked his big cock, which was a distance away from my messy cunt.

Maybe he heard the whining sounds I was making but he took pity on me and walked towards the bed.

My nipples have never felt so hard.

The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the hard lines of his body and he grabbed my ankles and yanked me to the edge of the bed.

His eyes were riveted on my pussy as I arched my back, offering it to him.

With a curse, he dragged me close to him—as he was on his knees—till my butt was hanging off the bed and my thighs on either side of his head.

I heard him sniff hard and long, “Never seen a pussy that smells and looks so good.”

He ran a finger over my sticky folds, my back bowing off the bed at the slight touch.

He chuckled.

Suddenly, his mouth clamped on my cunt, his lips wrapped around my clit and he sucked on the tiny nub.

I screamed in both pain and pleasure, trying to get away from his mouth but he pressed me down with a hand on my belly.

I could feel his tongue everywhere and nowhere at once, my body was on fire and I couldn’t control my moans.

I can’t even recognize the female voice screaming, “Fuckkk! You are so good! Stop! Aarrrgghhh!”

But his tongue and lips were relentless as he sucked and licked my cunt, his fingers scissoring in and out of my wetness.

He hummed against my clit and I came with a shout. Stars blotting my vision.

“Oh, Dom…Oh…” I moaned as he kept sucking and working his fingers in and out of me.

I couldn’t get away no matter how hard I tried so I lost count of my orgasms till I blacked out.

I don’t know if it was hours or minutes or seconds later, but my eyes cracked open and I looked around the room, Dom was nowhere to be found but his clothes and mine still strewn about the room made me know he was still around…but where could it be?

The duvet was pulled over me—I am sure it was Dom who did that after I passed out.

A small blush stained my cheeks at the thought. Dom must be appalled, who passes out after orgasms?

Yawning, I rolled to the side and glanced at the small watch on my bedside table, it read, “11:05 pm”

Rolling out of bed, I padded naked outside my room in search of Dom—the cabin had an electric fireplace so I can’t get cold—no sign of him anywhere.

But as I neared the kitchen, I heard a female voice.

I stilled, hiding in the shadows to ascertain the voices I was hearing.

A moment passed and I didn’t hear any other thing but as I lifted off the wall to make my way into the kitchen, I heard Dom’s voice.

I strained my ears as he was whispering so low.

I tried my best to listen to what he was saying but I caught a little bit of German. I don’t speak German by the way but I was shocked Dom did.

Shrugging my shoulders, I walked into the kitchen and Dom passed me a lazy smile as soon as he saw me.

He didn’t seem startled or alarmed at my entrance. He ended the phone conversation, switched off his cell, and carelessly tossed it on the kitchen counter.

He was butt naked too and his cock looked painfully hard, then I remembered that I blanked out before he could…

Wow,’ I thought, he could have taken advantage of me while I was unconscious. He had every opportunity.

“I prefer my women aware when I am fucking them.” My brain replayed what he had said back at the club.

But I couldn’t shake off this niggling feeling that Dom wasn’t all sweet and rosy.

I suddenly felt awkward because I wasn’t sure if I should ask him what the phone call was about. Was it in my place?

Stalking towards me, he lifted me like I weighed nothing—which I truly don’t—onto the long kitchen island and he kissed me. His lips were soft and teasing against mine as his hand found its way to my nipples and he pinched them hard.

I gasped as that sent a tingle down to my pussy and I could feel wetness gathering again. My earlier thoughts of questioning him were forgotten.

He pulled away slowly and leaned his forehead against mine, “Hey.” He said.

I gulped and breathed back, “Hey yourself.”

“You blacked out there for a second so I thought to help myself to a glass of water and then my assistant called, that was when you walked in,” he explained in his gravelly voice that caressed my body, answering my unspoken question.

I nodded simply.

“I have never eaten pussy before.” He said suddenly with a small grin and my eyes widened like saucers.

“No way…” I started to say but the look in his eyes led me to believe he hasn’t, “How were you so good and…and…”

He laughed, the sound like music to my ears, “I never want to eat any other pussy asides from yours.”

And I purred.

His eyes darkened with lust as he took in my trembling form. He walked away from me and pulled the cabinets open. He rummaged through it for a second before he fetched out a jar of honey.

I raised a brow and he smirked at me.

Uncorking the jar, he dipped a wooden spoon into it and then splashed it across my breast and he winked at me, “Baby girl, you got a little sweet something on your breasts, do I get it for you?”

I nodded, totally taken by this man. I would let him do whatever he wanted to do to me.

He returned between my legs and dipped his head, his tongue darting out to wipe the honey from my breasts.

My breaths were coming out in short pants and I could feel another orgasm building. Was I widely attracted to this man or I simply orgasmed too easily?

“Tell me, what do you do for a living?” his voice was a little muffled against my breast as he suckled on my nipples, my juices dripping steadily onto the tabletop.

Was he seriously asking me this? I don’t even remember what my name is!

Still, I tried, “I-I…I, oh my god, Dom.” I whined as he stuck two fingers inside my cunt, fucking me hard with his fingers, “I—work as an n-nurse…”

He hummed his teeth grazing softly over the sensitive tips of my breasts and my pussy tightened around his fingers, “Do you live here with any friends?”

I was screaming at this time as his thumb rubbed hard against my clit as he added a third finger to the one's insides of me, my hips bucking as I tried and failed to stop my orgasm, “Dommmm…..Shit! I am cumming… It feels so good. Oh,” I moaned.

He repeated his questions as he still rubbed my clit, drawing my orgasm out.

“NO!” I screamed. I don’t know why I screamed no, probably to answer his questions but I did as another orgasm racked through me, my pussy clenching almost too painful.

I faintly hear him get on his knees and lap every cum that leaked out from my dripping hole, his lips suckling every remaining drop, “You make such a mess don’t you. Dirty little slut...My slut.” He said.

Then he sighed. Not a moan or a groan. A fucking sigh as though my pussy juices turned him on so bad.

He shoved four fingers inside me again and thrust them in and out of my cunt, sucking my clit. I was a sobbing mess as I begged him to stop.

I didn’t want to cum again. It was so painful and he hadn’t even fucked me with his cock yet.

I felt that gathering south of my body again. His finger hit a particular spot inside of me and I felt a sudden urge to pee.

I tried holding back as I didn’t want to embarrass myself but Dom reached over and pinched my nipples hard as though he knew I was stopping myself from Cumming.

I let it go with a wail that came from the depth of my soul and I peed…? Oh! Squirted all over him.

I didn’t black out this time but I was thrust into some kind of head space. I couldn’t hear what he was saying but I was aware of him carrying me back to the bed, tucking me in, and muttering something about him fucking everything up but I couldn’t be sure.

A sleepy smile was on my face as my worn body succumbed to the lulls of slumber. The last thing I heard him say is, “Fuck! How am I going to kill her now?”

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