Warning: NSFW content ahead! Read at your own risk!
Laying on my back with my body drenched in thin layer of sweat, I gasped for air after a huge orgasm hit me a minute ago. The orgasm was so intense I could still feel my body twitching a bit even after a minute had passed. My lower region felt so hot and empty, and surprisingly, hungrier. As if it wanted more.
"Damn, you are so sexy. I'm glad I get to see you like this even just for once."
Tom's husky voice was heard and somehow in my fuzzy mind, I caught onto something weird from the way he said it. I opened my eyes, about to ask him what he meant by that, but my question got caught in my throat when his lips met mine.
"I'm not done with you, baby." He whispered against my lips. I could only moan in response because his hand had brought his member near my hot pot of sweet nectar.
Rubbing them slightly, I could barely notice between my gasp and moan, that he felt somehow different. He wasn't so cold anymore. Instead, he was felt slightly warm. But, that thought was soon being pushed behind my mind when he started to push his member into me.
I gritted my teeth when his big pole pierced me slowly. The feeling of being full was in time with the slight pain.
"Ugh, you're damn tight even after I loosened you up just now." He grunted.
He pushed slowly and I couldn't help clutching onto his arms tightly. Damn, Is he always this big?
"Is it too painful?" He asked softly.
I opened my eyes and looked into his eyes. There was trace of worries in those eyes. I shook my head and tried to relax myself. It surprised me how fast I could adapt to this situation.
As soon as he sensed my body getting relaxed, he pushed again. I moaned again as he started to pull out a bit only to push in again in a shallow thrust. I knew he did that to let me adapt to the size of his big member, but the depth of my hole was waiting for it to finally fill it. I didn't know what came onto me that time, but I remembered I pulled him towards me and his member sunk in me suddenly. I gritted my teeth when the pain hit my body hard.
"You're too reckless." He scolded me lovingly as he stayed still. He rained my face with his kisses, licking the tears in the corner of my eyes and pinching my nipples gently, trying to divert my attention from the pain I felt in my lower half.
The pain was almost unbearable. I remembered my body was trembling badly because of it. But, after I forced myself to relax, the pain subsided and a pleasant feeling started to ignite within.
Especially when his member poked that good spot inside, instantly making me moan as stars starting to appear behind my eyelids.
Tom started to thrust his hips. Slowly at first, then gradually becoming faster. As his thrust getting faster and harder, I found it hard to control my voice. Not when he was pummeling my sweet spot repeatedly.
Avoiding the risk of getting busted, I put a pillow on my face so I could scream on it.
But, Tom pulled it away from me.
"Ah, ah, ah... No, please. They'll hear me scream." I begged in frustration. My voice was almost like a hoarse whisper.
"Just scream. No one can hear your voice. Don't worry." He smirked so evilly. "Come, baby, moan for me, scream for me." His voice was like a hypnotics, and I couldn't refuse him.
Thrusting hard into me, I let my voice out from my throat. I felt liberated. Sometimes I moaned, sometimes I screamed. He played with my body so well I had no complain to him even after my voice got hoarse. The pleasure was so intense, I almost thought I would faint again every time he made me cum.
And he brought me to the peak several times, making me feeling completely exhausted.
He took me in every possible ways he could think of. After hours of having sex, I did pass out on him. The last time I remembered was he was taking me from behind for the third time and I had lost count on how many times I climaxed under his beastly energy.
By the time I woke up, I was already covered in my blanket, feeling sore all over my body. I checked on the time and saw it was nine in the morning.
I sighed. For the first time in my life, I skipped a class. There was a bit of regret after breaking my clean record as a good student, but after recalling what had happened the night before, a smile crept on to my face as blush started to appear, too. The sore feeling I had was the proof that I did have sex with Tom last night.
Speaking of him, where is he now?
I looked around the room, looking for him, but there was no sign of him.
Maybe he went to visit his mother again, I thought. What will he say to her this time? That he will give her a grandchild? I chuckled at that absurd thought.
Even though the night before was too hot to remember, I vaguely remembered he had never shot his cum inside me. At one point he might even say that he didn't know if his cum could make me pregnant, but he would not risk it. So, he made sure to cum outside.
Come to think of it, I should feel sticky, but why don't I feel it? I only felt naked, bared, and sore, but the stickiness was not there. I remembered exactly his hot cum was sprayed onto my back and my stomach, but it was no where to be seen now.
My whole body felt clean, instead.
I tried to stand up, but my wobbly legs started to shake. My hips hurt from the straining I did and I fell down on my butt even before I got the chance to properly stand up. My cheeks started to heat up when I realized the source of problem.
Damn that beast! He made me unable to walk only after one session!