Charlotte Moore
Tuli
My eyes flew open, locking onto Mr. Mysterious’s dark, lust-filled eyes. “H-how do you know my name?” I managed to whisper.
His eyebrows knitted together. “Caught it from your friend.” He smirked, leaning in to kiss me again. “But that’s not the point. I want you to let me have you, right here, right now.”
As if on cue, his hips pressed against mine, a jolt of pleasure making me gasp.
My mind went blank, the question of my name forgotten. “Yes!”
He chuckled, his hand sliding from my breast down to my sex, feeling it through the denim of my shorts. “You’re so sexy when you’re turned on.
“Your stutter, your blushing face, it gets me harder than a rock. I can’t wait to see how you react when I’m inside you.”
My face flushed, but the embarrassment was quickly replaced by anticipation as his hands gripped my thighs. He lifted me up, causing me to yelp.
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling at his hair, holding on for dear life.
He grunted, carrying me to the nearest room, his mouth on my neck, his hands on my ass. He tossed me onto the bed, chuckling at my surprised yelp.
Then he was over me, pinning me to the bed.
His lips met mine, his tongue slipping past my lips. I groaned, my tongue meeting his as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
His hands moved to my shirt, ripping it open. I protested against his mouth.
“I can’t walk out of here without a shirt!” I complained against his lips.
He pulled back, smirking down at me. “You don’t need to worry about that now. Just let me enjoy you.”
I blushed at his bold words, squeezing my legs together. As if that’s going to help you now, a voice in my head mocked.
I ignored it, watching as his eyes trailed down my body to my clenched legs.
He chuckled, spreading my legs and pinning me down again. “Relax, sweetheart. I don’t bite...much,” he purred.
His words sent a wave of heat through me. I took a deep breath, trying to relax. It was hard, though, when you’re about to lose your virginity to a stranger.
Mr.
Mysterious grinned down at me, unhooking my bra and tossing it aside. My breasts were bare.
He looked at me, biting his lip as he eyed my nipples, hard from the cool air. “Damn,” he moaned, “You look so sexy in just those shorts. But they’ve got to go, too.”
He grinned, unbuttoning my shorts while his mouth found mine.
Slowly, his mouth moved from mine to my breasts, his hands pulling my shorts and panties down at the same pace.
I cried out as he sucked my right nipple into his mouth, tossing my clothes aside.
He played with my other breast, teasing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I moaned with pleasure as he switched to my other breast, his fingers teasing the one he’d just left.
I moaned again, grinding against his hips, whimpering as his denim-covered erection brushed against my sensitive clit.
“Please,” I begged.
He looked up at me, his eyes filled with lust. “Do you want me now?”
I blushed, nodding.
“Impatient little thing,” he murmured, smirking as he sat up.
He pulled off his shirt, revealing his bare chest, a small patch of hair between his nipples.
Shyly, I reached up, running my fingers through the curls. He bit his lip, unzipping his pants.
Mr. Mysterious pulled away, sliding off his pants and boxers. His massive erection was on full display, as was the hair at the base.
I blushed, looking at his throbbing cock, counting the veins running down his shaft. He smirked, crawling back on top of me.
“Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me deep inside you.”
“I…I want it,” I whispered.
“Want what?” He played with my breast, stroking his cock with his other hand.
“I want you inside me,” I groaned, reaching for his chest.
He pulled away, leaving me whimpering. He chuckled, pulling a small packet from his pants. He ripped it open, rolling the condom onto his erection.
In an instant, he was on top of me again, the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” He whispered, his hips pressing against mine, almost entering me.
I bit my lip, feeling bold. “Yes. Fuck me.”
He groaned, pushing into me, slowly stretching me with his size. I cried out, biting my lip as he filled me. He whispered in my ear. “Are you okay?”
I nodded, too overwhelmed to speak. He smiled, kissing me gently. “I’ll start slow. It might hurt at first, but trust me, you’ll love it.”
I tightened around him. He moaned against my lips.
“Tuli,” he panted, “you’re so tight.”
I clenched around him again, getting wetter at his words. He let out a sound of pleasure, then started to move.
Teasing me, he pulled out before pushing back in. I moaned, pleasure and pain mixing together.
Slowly, he started to thrust, his cock rubbing against my walls. His mouth returned to my breasts, teasing them with his tongue and teeth.
He hoisted my legs up, spreading them apart as he kept moving in and out of me.
My hands found their way to his shoulders, holding onto him for dear life as he quickened his rhythm, his hips colliding with mine.
I felt my muscles start to loosen up, and moans slipped from my lips as the discomfort faded and pleasure took its place.
His lips found mine again, muffling my sounds as he kissed me deeply, his tongue dancing with mine as his thrusts grew faster and deeper.
My nails dug into his shoulders as the tension inside me built up. I kissed him back fervently, my hips rising to meet his each time, driving him deeper inside me.
My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, making him thrust harder and deeper. He let out a moan against my lips before pulling away, leaving me gasping and moaning in protest.
He flashed a seductive smile and placed a finger on my lips as he slowed down. “I want to watch you. I want to see every bit of your reaction to me being inside you.”
He pulled out again, leaving me whimpering and yearning, then abruptly drove his cock back into my pussy, fucking me hard and fast. I let out a cry at his sudden intrusion.
It felt intense, yet incredible, and I couldn’t hold back my sounds of pleasure. Suddenly, his hand was on my sex, his thumb and forefinger teasing my clit.
I moaned and whimpered, writhing beneath him as I clenched tightly around his dick again.
He let out a groan, quickening his pace, driving himself deeper and deeper inside me, the tip of his cock rubbing against my womb.
Even with the condom he was wearing, it felt like I could only feel him. I felt numb everywhere else, yet my body was ablaze, filled with adrenaline and pleasure.
He pushed me higher and higher with each thrust, leaving me moaning and whimpering for more.
Then suddenly I was over the edge, my body arching off the bed as I screamed and climaxed around him.
Waves of pleasure washed over me as I contracted around him, pulling him down with me as he convulsed with his own orgasm with a rough groan, releasing his seed deep inside me.
He let himself go, his body collapsing on top of mine as we panted and gasped for air.
A few moments later, he was up, pulling out of me, leaving me feeling empty and sore. He smiled down at me as he removed the condom and tossed it into the trash.
I watched him, struggling to keep my eyes open as he walked back to me. He leaned down and kissed my lips gently, then he pulled the bed covers over my naked body.
Despite my fatigue, I sat up in protest. “No, I can’t sleep in a stranger’s bed! And there’s a party downstairs!”
He chuckled and kissed my forehead. “Just go to sleep. I’m pretty sure I fucked all the energy out of you. You’ll sleep right through it.”
At his words, I suddenly felt exhausted. Despite the noise downstairs, a strong desire to sleep washed over me.
Too tired to protest, I lay back down in the bed and let him cover me up with the blankets. He sat next to me until I fell into a deep sleep.