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SOLD TO MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER (V)

Auteur: Aria Steele
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Mr. Stone pulled back, his eyes intent on her face as he shifted her hips and she could feel him at the entrance of her body. Green eyes went as wide as they could when he nudged against her, his own dark eyes taking in ever flicker of her expression as he began to press inwards. The barrier to her body wasn't thick, but he could feel the resistance, feel it tear, watch her wince as he broke through that flimsy barrier to the paradise between her legs.

"FUCK." He'd never felt anything like it. Not just the way her body gave beneath him or the inner roar of triumph as he watched her pained expression when her hymen broke, but also the exquisite tightness of her untouched channel.

He was the first to touch her in this way, the first to make her experience these sensations. As much as he'd cherished that slight moment of pain as he'd broken into her body, he would treasure her pleasure even more.

"OooooOOOOoooo!"

Riley writhed beneath him, her legs parting and coming together as her innocent body tried to decipher how best to deal with its new circumstances.

"Mr. Stone you're too big! It hurts!"

He bet it did... she was so exquisitely tight that it felt like she could break his cock off with her muscles.

"Shhhh, sweetheart, it will start to feel good," he said, caressing her body as he slowly settled his cock into the clasp of her heat. It was the slickest, most velvety glove imaginable and it took all of his willpower not to rut inside of her. Of course he could if he wanted to; after all, he'd paid for the use of her pure body, paid to corrupt her. If he'd wanted to just fuck her into the bed without a care for her pleasure then that was his prerogative, and the power made his cock swell even more.

But she'd done this because she wanted a man. Not some out of control idiot who would take his own pleasure without considering hers.

And so he held himself immobile inside of her as he kissed her passionately, looping her arms around his neck so that he could caress her, rocking ever so gently with his hips so that his groin would press against her clit. He could feel her inner muscles tighten and loosen as her virginal sheath slowly accustomed itself to its new dimensions, accommodating the length and girth of his cock. When she began to rock back against him, her arms tightening around his neck, then he knew she was ready.

Clasping her hips, he began to withdraw, carefully and gently, before slowly sinking back inside of her.

Riley was beside herself with all of the overwhelming sensations. Although the slight humiliation of her begging, the initial pain as her virginity had been claimed, and the sore ache of her muscles stretching to allow Mr. Stone to invade her body had somewhat lessened her arousal, the older man was well on his way to building it back up again. She couldn't believe how incredible it felt to have him moving inside of her, to feel him so deeply in her belly that with each gentle thrust she was sure he was deeper inside of her than anything was supposed to go.

Her whimpers were hushed by his lips as he tongue delved into her mouth, and she kissed him back because at least that was something familiar that she knew how to do. And yet she discovered that she knew how to have sex too. It was instinctive, easy, as her body responded to him greedily, wanting him harder, faster, deeper. Suddenly she understood all the pornos where women begged for just those things. Her body was beginning to ache, deep inside where she'd never felt such a need before, and his thrusting cock was pushing that ache higher and higher.

Moving against him, purely by instinct, Riley could feel him begin to loosen some of that iron self-control he'd been using with her. He groaned into her mouth, plundering her with his kiss as his pumping hips began to move harder and faster. It hurt as his huge dick split her open, moving so roughly, so forcefully inside of her, scraping the inner walls of her body... and yet it felt so damn good too.

He hooked his arms under her legs, pulling them upwards so that she was almost bent in half and every thrust had his body pressing hard against her clit. Now every thrust felt so deep inside of her that she had the wild thought she could actually feel him in her throat.

"OH! FUCK!.... OH MR. STONE!!!!"

Riley screamed, hanging onto his neck, as the most intense orgasm of her life slammed into her like a freight train. It was hot bliss, ravaged ecstasy, blinding fireworks. She could feel her insides squeezing him, rippling around him in convulsions that she couldn't control and didn't want to. Every hard thrust had her climbing higher and higher on a wave of pleasure that seemed unending.

When he bellowed out his own climax and thrust hard, she could actually feel him throbbing inside of her, feel the pulse of his cock against her tight tunnel as she began to milk the jets of cum from him. They were pressed so tightly together and she was cradled in his arms. He surrounded her, inside and out, and she'd never felt so alive, so feminine.

"God... Riley..." Mr. Stone's voice was husky as his weight came fully down on top of her, pressing her further into the bed. She liked that, closing her eyes she snuggled her face into his chest as she felt herself contract around him in quivering little shudders of post orgasmic bliss.

"That was amazing," she said, in a tone of pure wonderment. She was suddenly so, so glad that she'd done what she had. Not only had she gotten something useful and substantial for her virginity, but Mr. Stone had made it a heck of a lot more enjoyable than she knew a lot of first times were. Sure he'd been crude, almost cruel, with some of his words, but that had only turned her on more if she was being honest with herself. And the actual sex... mind blowing to say the least.

"Mmm..." He pulled himself up off of her, gathering her into his arms before she could protest. "I'm glad you thought so," he said, looking down at the young beauty in his arms with her tousled hair and the reddish sticky evidence of her virginity between her thighs and staining his cock. "Because as soon as we get cleaned off in the shower, we're going to do it all over again."

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Author's Note: Feel free to leave a comment on what kind of story you'd want to see next so I can write it for you. Use me as your personal fantasy ghostwriter! ;)

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Josy Collins
Got me fantasizing more than I should be. Mooooreee
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Charmaine B Roberts
Absolutely Fabulous!! Just loved it. More please.
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Aria Steele
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