005: I Love The Size

Lilian's POV.

After parting my legs, he pushed my skirt up to my waist and his eyes welled up with surprise when he saw I had no underwear on.

He leaned my body backwards, making me lean on my elbows. His hands smacked my boobs, making me flinch, “Ah– that hurts,” I cried. 

“I don't do nice sex. You asked for this, so you're going to endure everything that comes with it,” He said in a raspy tone.

Right after that, he pulled the crop top over me, stopping above my boobs. He slid his sweatpants lower, freeing his cock from his boxers. I watched him stroke himself with pride, before he stopped, sliding it up and down my folds.

A shaky breath escaped my lips, my slits already following the movements of his cock. But then he smacked my thighs, and this was in no way meant to offer pleasure. 

My skin burned from the pain but I was too focused on his cock's movements, it felt like the pain made my pleasure strangely sweeter. I couldn't explain it.

I felt my slickness drip out of me, my cunt clenching and unclenching as I ached for his cock. Leon pulled me back to the sitting position, dragging my legs closer to the edge of the island. He slammed himself into me with one hard motion, the abrupt insertion making me tense.

As Leon pushed himself into me, my pussy lips spread around him tightly as his thick flesh reached the end. He was huge…but not in a way that made me want to push him away. I loved how he filled me up. 

When Leon found his rhythm–fast and rough, The sounds of skin slapping skin echoed through the room. He wasn't fucking me like he couldn't get enough, he fucked me like he wanted me to think about this for days. He curled his hand around my neck, increasing the pressure as he thrust himself into me. 

My folds burned like it was on fire, my cunt feeling subtly painful from the fast strokes he was giving but I didn't see myself stopping him. His free hand curled around my waist and I assumed he wanted me to steady my body but then he pinched me. 

This time, the pain was so difficult to ignore, “Leon, you're hurting me.” 

But then he reduced the pace of his strokes, now moving slowly and intentionally, like he wanted me to be aware of everytime his cock went in and everytime he came out. 

Oh…the feel of this. 

“You're not stopping me. You love the pain. I see it in your eyes.”

Leon pinched me even harder and my skin grew numb but I grew used to the pain, as my brain mixed both feelings together. 

I had no idea that was possible today. 

“Moan my name. Tell me you love the pain,” Leon suddenly demanded, his hand moving towards my ass, his fingers trapping my skin there.

I flinched from the pain but his slow intentional strokes reminded me of the mixture I had in mind. I whimpered, now craving more of the pain he had to offer. 

Leon increased his pace, pinching me in different spots and my moans grew louder. My breaths grew shorter as I constantly gasped.

“Come on. Tell me you love the pain,” Leon ordered and all sense of rationale disappeared from my mind. 

“Ye-yes. I do. Please..please don't stop,” I moaned, pushing my cunt closer to his cock.

Leon grunted, his fingers moving all over my body as he pinched me. My hands trembled behind me, my legs growing weaker from dangling on the island. As if on cue, Leon raised my leg to his waist, making me circle around him. 

My hands circled around his waist, my vision blurring as the sloppy sounds of his penetration echoed through my ears. 

His hand never left my neck, nor did he stop pinching me and the feel of everything he was doing had my insides burning with so much sensations. I couldn't focus on anything else as my cunt chased pleasure.

Leon lowered his body a little, making his cock curve upwards, hitting the right spot that made me shudder. 

“Fuck, Leon,” I moaned, loving how his cock kept hitting the right spot. He didn't stop doing that and my eyes snapped shut as the electric-like feeling shot through me. 

But as he fucked me, the pressure on my neck increased. For a moment, I struggled to breath but the feel of his cock hitting my sweet spot made it bearable. 

I could feel my face throbbing as the airflow reduced. His slamming against my cunt made me moan but the sounds came off as strained. 

“Tell me how you feel. I want to know just how much you're affected by me,” he demanded, his grip tightening.

My hands clutched around his shoulders tapped him frequently, alerting him that I felt like he was killing me but he didn't stop. His other hand now moved to my clit, his thumb driving back and forth on the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

My body trembled incessantly, the pressure, the tease and his thrusts all melting into one big burst of pleasure. 

“Tell me. I'm listening.” 

“Your cock’s–uhnn–hitting the right spot and it's making me so close to cumming. Mhmm…your finger on my clit, fuck.” The words died in my throat as the feel of my orgasm washed over my folds, making my head drop back as I pushed my ass forward. 

As if he knew, his hands dropped to my boobs, pinching both nipples painfully as the orgasm crashed through me. 

My body collapsed, my eyes seeing literal stars. I felt a trickle of liquid shoot out of me but Leok didn't stop thrusting. He suddenly pulled out, groaning as he coated my folds with his cum.