He grabbed my hips, pulling me up in the air. Hardly realizing what was happening, I had to put my legs around him not to fall. My hands fell on his chest in order to push him away, accidentally covering his full, hard nipples, but he was way too strong for me. Seeing how pushy I had become, he squeezed me against the wall, making me feel his erect manhood through his shorts. Next thing I knew, his head was too close, his lips pressing against mine. I opened my mouth to protest, but his tongue was too fast. Rubbing against mine, he pushed my lips even further apart and started exploring my mouth. I tried to say something, but all that came out of my mouth was a weak moan.
After five minutes of french kissing, he finally let me go. He smiled when I released an unsatisfied grunt. He pushed my hair back and turned my neck to freely suck on it. I thought I was about to go crazy when the tingling feeling gave me a full erection.
"Stop it." I finally managed to mumble.
Slowly and sensually moving his tongue near my ear, he whispered with his deep voice, "Second you tell me you don't like it, I stop."
"I don't ...uuhh" I nearly screamed when he reached to unbuckle my jeans. Pulling my pants down, he grabbed me aggressively and threw me on the bed. His lusty eyes centered on my tight briefs, he took off his own shorts and threw them on the floor.
"Say you want it." He demanded, spreading my legs to lay on me with his full weight, "Say it!"
He thought he had me. I grabbed him by his neck and pulled him down near my ear.
"Never!" I hissed, playfully biting his ear.
I heard him grunt and when he looked at me, I saw it in his eyes. He wanted me. And, yes, I did want him too. I was actually about to go crazy from all the feelings rushing to my head, heart, and especially cock.
Chris grabbed my t-shirt and tore in half. I was about to snap in protest, but he once again put his tongue inside me to shut me up. As an answer, I pushed him on his back and now I was on top, sucking on his neck and playing with his nipples.
His dick rubbed against my thigh and I knew I could not wait any longer. I started exploring my way towards his crotch by running my tongue over his hairy chest and muscled stomach, until I finally reached the pubic hair.
I stood up for a second and kneeled down in front of the bed, right between his legs. Chris made a funny sound when he saw me in that position, kneeling in front of him, in all my glory, ready to please him as best I could. It was not just that, though. It was more. I wanted to make this cocky, arrogant playboy helplessly beg me for more.
I had never slept with any one, but I got pretty close couple of times. Two guys at my Ukrainian school had decided to experiment and I gave them blow jobs after they stroked me. But I think the people that really taught me how to suck were guys in pornos and Mr. Ivanov. Mr. Ivanov was my dad's friend who frequently came over to our house. Once, when he got drunk and stayed overnight, my genius parents decided to give him a couch in my room. I was half-asleep when he walked in and started talking about girls, asking me bunch of questions. I became a little uncomfortable and when he noticed it, he started pressuring me even more. He started whining about how his wife never gave him a blowjob because of her conservative attitude. He mentioned how badly he wanted one. When I did not answer, he came over to sit on my bed. I trembled in fear when he touched my hair and pushed me to suck his little, fat penis. I sucked him couple of times that night. I am not even sure I enjoyed it. It was more of a scary and exciting thought - I had done something forbidden. Since then, he visited regularly. Since he knew chemistry well, he thought I could use some lessons. Truth is, all he taught me was pure anatomy. However, we never had anal sex. I did not want it and he did not pressure me.
Now with Chris, I could use some of the oral lessons that I had learned. I slowly pulled his boxers down, massaging his thighs at the same time. When I finally took his underwear off, his fully erect cock popped up. I felt breathless for a second. It was at least 8 inches. I had never seen such a beautiful manhood in my life. It was clean and cut, ending with dark pubic hair and huge, heavy balls. He grinned with pride when he saw me dumbfounded.
I slowly moved my head towards it and smelled the musky aroma created by his cologne and the strong, manly scent. I took a deep breath and started licking his head. I heard him moan and that gave me self-confidence to continue. Massaging his heavy balls, I gently sucked the cock, going deeper, inch by inch. I nearly gagged once, but I changed my position and then it was better. I moved my head up and down and kept increasing the speed. Chris stroked my hair and I kept my eyes on him the whole time. He grunted and moaned, his body shuddering, and when he could not take it anymore, his head fell back and he grabbed my hair.
"Stop, I don't wanna cum in your mouth." He growled and reached my hand to help me lie down next to him. "You were great."
I smiled and moved my lips closer to him. He laid on top of me and once again slid his tongue in my mouth, grabbing and pulling off my underwear with this right hand. He was still kissing me when I suddenly felt a finger entering my anus. I screamed and buried my fingernails in his back.
" I ... I'm a virgin" I muttered, red from embarrassment.
"That's cute" he replied and started sucking on my neck. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No." I finally whispered.
He grinned and turned me on my stomach. He lazily stood up and went to get his jeans. I looked back and saw him taking out a condom, but my eyes concentrated on his ass, his muscled, round ass. Soon, he came back and put a pillow under my thighs, spreading my legs to make himself comfortable. I saw him kneel down and then I turned around, facing the wall. I felt something wet in my anus.
At first, I thought it was his finger again, but then I realized it was his tongue. He added his finger to stretch my virgin asshole for himself. I tried to breathe, and I was about to calm down when the weirdest feeling went through me - like electricity and I nearly jumped. It was like a sign for Chris though, and he started eating my ass out. I kept on moaning and took another pillow to scream into so no one would hear.
After a while, he took his tongue out and added another finger, sliding and turning it in my anus, making me twitch from pleasure.
"Oh God, Chris!" I screamed so loud, he laughed a little.
He probably got tired of it and thought I was ready for the big "guy". He un-wrapped the condom he had taken out and rolled it on himself. I was facing the wall, sitting into the doggy-style position, absolutely ready to be ridden.
Chris moved up behind me and placed his hand on my hips.
"Relax, okay? Beathe and pain will soon go away."
I believed him and closed my eyes, trembling from fear and excitement. Within a few seconds, I felt his head trying to enter. The second I pushed out, he pushed in and I hissed from pain, grabbing the pillow under me not to scream.
"Relax. Breathe." He leaned in, his hairy chest rubbing up against my back. Chris started a slow rocking motion, burying his manhood inside me inch by inch. He kept it inside and continued calming me down. I finally relaxed and he felt free to start moving slow. It still hurt like hell, but it also gave me this weird feeling that I lacked part of my body, a part that Chris gladly gave to me.
He straightened up and grunted like a mad man.
"You are so tight, dude. So tight" He grabbed my ass cheeks and started moving faster.
"Fuck me", I muttered, "Faster."
The decrease of pain and increase of pleasure made both of us feel better. He started pushing in with all his strength, grunting and calling out my name.
He thrust in me even harder, hitting my prostate every time he would enter. Getting close to cuming, he leaned in to kiss my neck. With his bare hand, he grabbed my dick and started stroking it aggressively fast.
I had forgotten all about the game or the shame. I was literally begging Chris not to stop and he would do anything but stop. Our rhythmic movement ended within a few minutes, when he yelled and came inside me. He stroked me so fast I followed him right after, leaving the already dirty bed covered with my cum.
