“Martin. I want it. I want you. I’m afraid it’s too big but I want it.”
“Don’t worry Martha. I’m very gentle.” He was picking me up, carrying me to the bedroom.
I wrapped my arms around him. I kissed him all the way to the bedroom, sucking his tongue, pushing my tongue into his mouth.
He placed me on the bed, retrieved a tube from the nightstand.
“Spread your legs,” he said as he squeezed lubricant from the tube then rubbed it into my pussy. It felt cool, and he slipped two fingers into my pussy. They slipped in easily. I held his hand and helped him work his fingers in my pussy.
“Now your turn.” He said as he lay on his back. “Grease up your toy.” He smiled.
I looked down at his cock. It still looked huge to me. It was semi-hard. It lay on his abdomen pointing straight toward his head, the head of the cock just touching his belly button.
I squirted lube onto his cock, made a zigzag line the length of the shaft, like decorating a cake I thought. He laughed. I began to spread the lube with my index finger. His cock felt warm, my finger pressed into the flesh. As I ran my finger up and down the shaft, I felt his cock get harder. I liked that. I liked making his cock hard. I wrapped my thumb and index finger around his cock, squeezed more lube on and coated his whole cock.
“Get on top.” He instructed.
I looked at him.
“You get on top, that way you can control my cock. Just rub it against your pussy, play with it, work it in slowly.”
I swung my leg over him; straddling him I leaned down to kiss him.
“That feels good. Rub your hard nipples on me. Slide you pussy along my cock.” His arms circled me; he pulled me in, gently but firmly forcing my nipples into his chest.
My nipples were hard and sensitive. I moved slowly back and forth, caressing him with my nipples and enjoyed the warmth of his body. I could feel his cock bumping against my ass. I moved backwards to let his cock slide between my legs. I could feel the shaft glide along my pussy lips. It didn’t penetrate; I just slid up and down the hard shaft, enjoying this new sensation of a large hard cock pressing into my bare pussy lips, enjoying the feel of my nipples dragging along his body.
Then he pressed me back into a sitting position. “Put it in Martha.”
I lifted the thick shaft and rubbed the head over my pussy, then pressed down trying to take it in. I watched the thick head spread my lips only to slip away from my hole. “Oh god, Martin, it’s too big. I’ll never get that in me.”
He placed a finger in my pussy and slowly began finger fucking me as I continued to hold his cock. As I watched, I saw him gently press a second finger into my wet pussy. I could feel the stretching and began to ride his fingers. Then he worked in a third finger, rotating his fingers as he stretched my pussy. Then with a smooth motion, he withdrew his fingers, wrapped his hand around my hand that gripped his cock and guided it to the opening.
“Do it now Marsha. Just sit down on it. Your pussy is ready, just ease it in.”
I did. My fears that it would hurt vanished as I felt the head spread my pussy open. Rather than pain, I had this wonderful feeling of pressure on my pussy. A feeling of being spread and filled. He began pumping into me with short strokes, each stroke pressing deeper into my pussy. His cock just seemed to go deeper and deeper, touching me where I had never been touched. Then I was aware that his cock was hitting my cervix.