Need to Have You

She was my sister's best friend and I had wanted to fuck her since the moment I met her. Jackie would kill me if she knew. She had told me to be on my best behavior with Nancy. I was staying here for two months while my house was being renovated and Jackie was in Europe for work.

Nancy had no idea how desirable she was, but I did. And fuck, she made my cock hard. Her laugh, her cooking, her baking, her smile, her green eyes and freckles and that luscious red hair that cascaded down her back.

She always had dinner ready when I got home and left me a plate before retreating into her bedroom. When I asked her to stay, she blushed and said she had work to do. When I leaned against her door last night, I heard her and she definitely wasn't working. She was moaning. I stood there, fisting my cock while I imagined her rubbing her pussy, fucking her tight cunt with her fingers, maybe a toy. It had been two weeks. I had no idea how I would survive six more.

My sister always told me that Nancy was a good girl, timid, shy, scared of putting herself out there. I wanted to pull her out of her shell while I plunged myself deep inside of her. I wanted to show her how much fun being bad could be.

I was wiping down the counter when she came into the kitchen. It was still light out and no need to put lights on with all the floor-to-ceiling windows. She jumped a mile when she saw me.

"Hey there," I smiled at her. "Feel like watching a movie with me or maybe playing cards?"

"Uh...no thanks," she mumbled, tugging her shirt down. All that did was draw my attention to her amazing, braless tits. "I just came out for gummy bears."

"Gummy bears?" I asked.

"Yeah," she turned red. "They're my favorite indulgence. I hide them so I'm not tempted."

"Oh," I smirked, "is that why you hide from me?"

She tucked her head and came around the counter, opening the cabinet behind me. I turned to watch her as she went up on tiptoe, her shirt riding up her back, exposing her beautiful, porcelain skin. She stretched, her fingers searching for her stash. I could see it from where I stood and came up behind her, tracing her arm from elbow to fingertips. My cock immediately swelled against her ass, reacting to the smell and the feel of her. God, she was torture.

I brought them down and she reached for them, clutching them in her grasp, tight to her chest.

Being this close to her, I couldn't resist. I braced my arms on the counter on either side of her and widened my stance, trapping her as I bent my head towards her ear.

"Need anything else from me, Nancy?" I whispered, fully pressing my cock into the crack of her ass.

"No, good. I mean...no thanks, I'm good," she tensed.

"You smell good and you look good and you damn sure feel good," I told her, cupping her hip. I caressed her through her pants before dragging my hand to rest on her tummy, pulling her back into me. Her breath hitched and she moaned, her pebbled nipples thrusting against her cotton t-shirt.

"I'm...uh, I'm working on a presen-presentation. I best...I better get back," she stammered.

"Maybe," I rested my chin in her neck, "it's time for a break. You're so tense and you work so hard. Stay and play with me. I could help you relax."

"I really...really I can't," she stressed.

I sighed, nuzzling my head into her, inhaling her scent, pressing my cock against her, rubbing her belly...all for a mere 30 seconds before I gave her what she wanted and reluctantly stepped away. As she turned, she kept her back to me and I reached out, tugging her back by the rear of her pants. She gasped as I spun her around and tilted her chin towards me.

"I know we've only spent brief moments of time together over the past five years but you have no reason to fear me, Nancy. I just like being with you," I brushed my finger over her quivering lower lip, trying to reassure her that the six-foot five black giant that towered over her meant her no physical harm.

"I...I don't," she forced out.

"You don't want to be with me?" I let go of her lip, bringing her hand to my heart, my other arm wrapping tight around her waist, pulling her flush against me. To an outsider, we would look like beauty and her beast. To me, we fit perfectly, like a jigsaw puzzle. Jackie told me she liked to do jigsaw puzzles, often taking over the dining room table. Unfortunately, not since I had been here.

"I don't fear you," she clarified, finding her voice.

"So...you do want to be with me?" I pressed her.

"I...I don't...I mean, I can't," she faltered.

"Why?" I asked her, opening my palm wide over the hollow of her back. "I think we'd be amazing together."

"Can you...please, please can you let go of me?" her voice trembled as she gnawed on her lip.

I slid my hands to her hips, cupping her tightly against me, before gently backing her away.

"Thank you," she turned and practically ran, gummy bears in hand.

I poured myself a large glass of ice water and plopped on the couch, less than 15 feet from her door. The door that she had pushed firmly closed behind her.

I'm 31 and she's 27, both of us single, both of us clearly attracted to each other and maybe she didn't know it, but I knew that one time with her would never be enough. I wonder what Jackie told her about me. My baby sister liked to tease me but she knew I wasn't a player.

As I sat there, contemplating turning the television on, Nancy's door shook. I was wondering if she was coming back to take me up on my offer when I remembered what Jackie had said: when people come and go from the main door of the building, in and out, you can hear it but it can also cause the bedroom doors to pop open. She had asked me not to bring anyone here but she said that if I did, I should be mindful.

I stood to look out the windows and one of the other unit owners had clearly been doing some serious grocery shopping. They were going back and forth from the building to their car to retrieve various bags from their trunk. I was standing there watching them when I heard a faint pop. I looked back towards Nancy's room and her door was slightly ajar. I waited a few seconds, thinking she'd notice and run to close it right away.

She didn't.

I crossed the living room, stopping two feet away and listened. She wasn't typing and working on a presentation. She was moaning. My cock had just started to settle after our kitchen encounter and now it hardened again, pressing against my sweatpants. I inched closer to her door and peered in.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. She was on her knees, back to the door, working her pussy down over the top of a very large black dildo, lowering and then rising, slowly stretching herself to take every inch. Her laptop was open on the bed in front of her and on the screen was a large black man fucking a tiny redhead, prone bone style.

I watched her from behind, her back arching as she lowered herself, her hands clutching her breasts, her gorgeous red hair brushing the curve of her ass. God, her ass was incredible. Definitely more than a handful, even for my giant paws, and so creamy white. Each time she sunk down, more of the cock disappeared. All I could think was...that should be me. She should never have to watch strangers, never have to be responsible for her own pleasure.

Her hands lowered to the mattress in front of her and she backed up, going to her tummy, mimicking the actress on the screen. She circled her hips, riding the cock back and forth and from side to side. And from where I stood, her asshole was visible to my gaze, almost winking at me with her movements.

I pushed the door wider and stepped in her room, needing to be close to her, needing to have her. I shut the door behind me. She had the fan on in the corner and it was loud, blocking out any sound I may have made. I walked toward the end of the bed, tore my t-shirt over my head and shoved my pants and boxers off.

As I stood upright, I noticed what was on the bed near her waist. A bottle of lube and a string of anal beads. Holy fuck...this girl was going to be the death of me. I spit on my cock, stroking it, as I watched her undulate on a fake, black one. Why would she want that when I told her she could have me?

The actor on the screen pulled the actress to her knees and Nancy did the same. Her asshole was right in front of me. If I stretched my arm, I could palm her cheek. The movement caused her pussy to release some of the fake cock and I saw her cream, her pearly white cum coating the veiny shaft. It was then that I knew I couldn't wait anymore.

I leaned forward, my tongue licking her asshole before my hands even grasped her cheeks. Her hair whipped to the side as she looked over her shoulder and shrieked. I held her tight, tonguing her tight, pink knot as I watched the shock and embarrassment register on her face.

"Bill!" she cried, bracing herself on her palms. "What...why are you...you need to stop..."

"No," I growled against her. refusing to pull away.

I held her tighter as I plunged my tongue into her, flicking her pulsing, tight flesh. I had never licked anyone's asshole but I had never wanted anyone like I wanted this girl. She tried to wiggle away and I released one cheek, only to bring my open palm down, smacking her, marking her with my print. I squeezed her cheeks hard, spreading her wider. I was starved for her. The smell and sound of her wet pussy had my cock rock hard, oozing precum from the tip. I would wait. I would give her everything she needed before I took my own release.

"Bill!" she chanted over and over as I ate her, dropping her head to the bed.

I reached for the beads and then pulled my mouth away, pressing one to her wet, tight hole.

"I've never...I've never used them," she moaned as I pushed it inside of her.

I grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some down her split until it coated her knot and the string of five beads that still remained. I pushed another inside of her as I nuzzled and bit her one cheek.

"We'll find out together, Nancy. There's so much I want to do with you," I told her.

"Wh...why?"

"Why what, baby?" I asked, switching my mouth to the other cheek, feeding her another bead.

"Oh..." she sighed.

"Why do I want you? You are so fucking gorgeous and you make my cock so fucking hard. These past two weeks, seeing you and smelling you every day. I can't wait to come home to you and you keep running away from me. I couldn't stay away anymore..." I pressed numbers four and five into her ass and her whole body trembled, dropping to the bed. Her pussy engulfed the entire fake cock, her cum running down the base.

I crawled over her until I was over her back, my one hand braced on the bed near her shoulder, my other digging into her hair and forcing her face up to meet mine.

"Do they remind you of us?" I asked, gesturing toward the screen.

"They were...they're the closest I could find," she admitted, biting her lip.

"I think we're hotter than them," I told her. "You are the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen. I want every part of your body. I need to have you."

I shoved the laptop closed and out of the way the moment I claimed her mouth. I sunk my tongue deep inside of her as I ground my cock into her luscious ass. I could feel the last bead hanging by the string and I smoothed her hair, dragging my hand down her back until I found it and I pushed it inside of her. She had all six of them. I would be deep inside her pussy when I pulled them out of her. I would feel her quaking all around me, cumming apart all over me.

She bit my tongue and then flicked it with her own, purring inside my mouth, joining me as I tasted her, giving in to our desires. I brought my hand back up to her neck, holding her tight, guaranteeing me access to her mouth and her eyes as I momentarily pulled away.

"Pull out the cock," I whispered against her.

"Wh...what?" she breathed against me.

"Reach under you and tug out the fake cock," I ordered her.

I put my knees on either side of her, giving her room to raise herself.

"Look at me while you do it, baby. I want to see your eyes while you drag it out...all those veins scraping your pussy. How big is it?"

"Seven inches," she said.

"Ever have anything bigger than that inside of you?" I asked as she started to pull, her eyes closing as she shook her head no.

"You will soon," I promised her, tugging on her hair, forcing her eyes to stay open. "I can't wait to sink my cock inside of you and stretch your pussy. I want to fuck you so hard. I want to be buried to the hilt inside of you when I shoot my cum, bathing your walls, mixing with your sweet juice."

I could feel her thighs quiver as she pulled a couple more inches free.

"And when I'm buried in your pussy, I'm going to tug each and every one of those beads out of your ass," I breathed against her mouth before fucking my tongue inside, swallowing her gasp as the cock almost cleared her tight cunt. "And after I cum bareback in your pussy, I will fuck your ass. That tiny knot will open for my big black cock."

She whimpered, maybe at my words, but definitely at the loss of her toy.

"Get rid of it," I told her.

She dragged it up her torso until it was under her chin, her eyes challenging mine. I gave her hair some slack and she bent, taking the tip between her lips. She hollowed out her cheeks and sucked, cleaning the first few inches of her juice. I pressed against her, dropping us both back to the bed, me on top of her.

"How's that pussy taste, baby? Look at you...enjoying your pleasure. I knew you had it inside of you. I knew you were a bad, dirty girl," I reached down and smacked her ass. "Are you ready to be bad and dirty with me?"

She sucked the toy deeper, licking the shaft, all while rubbing her clit against the sheets. I knelt at her sides, sliding one hand under her belly to prop her up. My other fisted my cock and I brought it to her core. I stroked it up and down her lips, digging with the head until it found her clit. I rubbed against it, coating it in the cum that was oozing from my fat tip. My fat black cock against her tiny pink pussy.

"Bill," Nancy whimpered, tossing the dildo over the side of the bed, "please fuck me. I want your big black cock inside of me."

I pushed gently, loving the feel of her wet, juicy cunt dripping all over me, guiding my way. Her fingers clawed at the sheets and I shoved, giving her half. I pulled all the way out and shoved again, giving her another inch. She had almost six inches of me and all those beads that I felt at each push and pull. Her ass wink started to open and I pressed against it with my thumb, not wanting any to pop out from the pressure of my thrusts. They would come out when I pulled them out and not a second before.

"Oh. my fucking God," Nancy shouted. "Bill, I can feel you and the beads and the beads move at every thrust you give me. Please fuck me harder. Make me feel it, make me take it, make me take all of you..."

I picked up speed, pounding in and out of her, determined to give her all nine inches of my cock. I wanted to see it disappear, I wanted to feel her cum, my nut exploding inside of her as I yanked on that string.

"I'm opening you wide, baby. Your pussy lips are spread around my cock and it's the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen. They're so pink and I'm so black and my veins...they're coated in your ooey gooey girlie cum. Is this what you want?" I hammered into her, placing my palm into her lower back, pressing her to the bed as I paid homage to her cunt and twirled the end of the bead string between my fingers.

"Give it to me harder, Bill. Make me yours!" she screamed, tightening her pussy around me, trying to wring the cum out of my cock.

I pulled back and shoved to the hilt inside of her just as I pulled on the string, one bead popping out of her asshole. She gasped, her juice starting to pour out of her and still, I hammered away at her. With each squirt of her pussy cumming over my cock, I tugged out another bead. She reached between her legs, rubbing her clit. I felt her palm against my base when I was buried and my shaft as I retreated.

"I'm never going to stop fucking you, Nancy," I swore, gritting my teeth. I rotated my hips, rubbing my cock all around inside of her.

I butted into her harder, making her take all of me. I knew when she came, when she really gave herself over to me, when she really squirted, because it came out of her like a fountain and the sounds she made were the most erotic sounds I had ever heard. I gave one final tug and shove, yanking the rest of the beads out of her and fucking her full of my cum. My balls emptied, firing blast after blast, unloading all of my hot seed into her silky wet depths.

I fell over her, pressing her deep into the bed, keeping myself buried inside of her. I slid both arms under her, one around her middle to hold her breasts and one under her armpit, reaching up to circle her neck. I rocked into her, giving her every drop of my cum. I turned her face toward me, seeking her mouth, needing to be connected to her in every way. Tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto me.

"Nancy?" I asked.

"I'm okay," she assured me. "Really...I'm just overcome. I've never...not with anyone, I never thought I'd feel so alive."

"Me neither, baby, and we're not done," I kissed her, licking her lips before nuzzling her tears away. "You have a whole side I've never seen but I'm about to..."

I sucked at her tongue, inhaling her sweet essence. She tasted like sugar and everything I had ever craved. The desire to have her was so much more than sheer horniness. I needed every part of her and I felt like I would never feel complete if I didn't make her mine. I felt myself thicken inside of her and I flexed my hips again, pushing our cum around in the tightest, hottest cunt that had ever held me.

I went to my knees, taking her with me, her ass resting on my upper thighs, her back to my chest, my cock buried inside of her. She was impaled on me. I cupped her tits, squeezing them. Her head fell back to my shoulder, her hands gripping my thighs and hips, her nails digging into me.

"Look at us, Nancy," I groaned into her ear. "Look at our colors together. God baby, you are so fucking beautiful and we're a perfect fit. Feel what you do to me? I'm already so fucking hard for you."

"Bill..." she whimpered, "I want to feel it again. I want to feel alive again. Please...please fuck me. Please make me cum."

I dropped one hand down to where we were joined and found her clit. We were so creamy and wet. Her hands came up behind our necks, wrapping around the base of my skull. I rubbed her and she pushed back on my dick, taking me, fucking me with her tight little pussy, seeking release.

She tightened on me and I pressed harder on that tight little kernel, flexing my hips to meet hers. My free hand pinched her nipple, tugging hard. My mouth dug into her neck and I bit her, marking her as mine. She wailed as she came and I felt her release raining down over me, coating me with more of her sweet cum.

I pushed her to her tummy, yanked myself out of her and rolled her to her back. She was still shaking.

"I need to have you," I told her, twisting her hair in my palm as I came down over her. "I need to have all of you."

I bent, pulling her tight, sweet nipple into my mouth. I held the tip between my teeth, stabbing it with my tongue. Her hands went to my head, holding me tight. I looked up at her as I sucked, soothing her before biting her over and over again. I switched nipples as I settled myself between her thighs, her silky thighs that were coated in our cum. My cock was so hard, it instantly found her, sinking deep into her depths.

I took agonizingly slow strokes, knowing that she was recovering from my forceful taking. I didn't want to hurt her but fuck, I needed to possess all of her. I had never felt this way and I knew I needed to be gentle, treat her with kid gloves.