"Take Your panties off and bend over the table," He said. "Do it now."
Trembling I slid my white cotton panties down off my body and bent over the chestnut table, waiting. For the longest time nothing happened. He said nothing. Did nothing. Cool air grazed my exposed pussy. Then a single finger slowly went up my slit. A slight moan escaped my lips. I quickly covered my mouth to force myself silent.
"Don't do that," he said. "I want to hear you." He moved his finger up and down my pussy gently. "He must not satisfy you. I've barely touched you and you're dripping wet."
Satisfy me? That would require him wanting to touch me. I offer soft moans in response. His other hand slowly wander up my shirt finding my breasts.
"Want me inside of you?" He asked. I nodded. "Say it. Say you want me inside of you."
"I...I want you inside me," I responded, sheepishly.
I moan loudly. My body stiffens as he rams a finger inside my pussy. Holding it in place, he said, "I can't hear you. Say you want me inside you. Tell me to fuck you."
The sensation overwhelmed me. My heart began to race. My breath quickened. His finger so full inside of me began to move it back and forth sending waves of unfamiliar pleasure throughout my body.
"Tell me to fuck you!"
My body began to shake uncontrollably. My moans filled the void as my orgasm took control. "Fuck me!! Fuck me now!!"
I hear his smile spread across his face. His finger slid out, releasing me into a puddle of excitement and exhaustion. I wanted more of him but could my body handle it? I would soon have my answer as the sound of his belt loosening and the zipper sliding down filled my ears.
"When my cock fills you up, I want to hear you. Don't silent those moans. As I'm fucking you, you're going to tell me how much you like it or I'll stop. Understand?"
Before I could answer or wrap my mind around what was about to happen, he entered me, all of him in one swift motion. "Oh my God!" Is all that came out.