My name is Holly and I was in love! I know, I know, I had only just met him that night. But come on, he was so hot! And the way his attention hadn't drifted from me, not once, since he spotted me sitting at the bar three hours before. He wasn't even trying to get me drunk, we'd just been talking the whole time.
I twirled my finger through my long brown hair, it was the first thing he had complimented me on when he sat next to me. From there we had covered everything from where we worked to how much family we had.
My job was nothing special, I worked at a grocery store, but he was the owner of some high end restaurant that I had never heard of. We bonded over our lack of family and we had already found so many common interests.
I wasn't normally so impulsive as to go home with someone I just met, really. I'm actually pretty smart. The connection I felt with Pierce was intense though. It was as if I'd known him for years. So I had no worries when I agreed to accompany him.
The drive wasn't long and his hand was on my thigh the entire time. His car was a dream too, if I were to ever get a car myself, I could only have dreamed of something so nice. I felt the warmth from his hand sinking through my skirt and into my skin, my heart fluttered at the sensation.
The gate that we pulled up to was massive and solid, there was not even a glimpse of the property behind it and the tall walls that surrounded it.
"Welcome to my home." he said as the gate began to roll out of the way. "As you can see, I enjoy my privacy."
He drove up the long path that lead to the house. The lawn; massive and manicured, and the house; a large two story structure that completed the picture perfect scene.
"It's beautiful." I told him. "I've never seen anything more perfect."
A sweet smile graced his face as he stopped the car. He got out, then came around to open my door for me. "I'm glad you like it. I planned every inch, from the house design to the landscaping. Just wait until you see the back."
I could hear the excitement in his voice. "It sounds like you're the perfect man to give me a tour then." I teased him.
"Indeed. Enter if you dare." he said, opening the door and bowing me through with a chuckle.
I stepped inside and gasped as I took in the first floor, and I do mean the entire first floor. It was all open, a huge living area took up the right half with a comfortable place to watch TV and another cozy area around a fireplace. On the left I could see a dining area at the front and kitchen that would be heaven to cook in along the back wall.
A simple, yet elegant staircase rose from the center, and the pillars that supported the upper level were beautiful. A huge sliding glass door offered a view of a patio that overlooked the back yard.
I'm not sure how long I stood there, his hand on my back brought me back to my senses. "The look on your face is clear enough to let me know you like it. Come on." He guided me trough toward the back. He pointed out a door almost hidden between the dining area and the kitchen. "That leads to the garage and laundry area. Boring, I know, but kind of necessary."
He slid the back door open soundlessly and gestured me through. There was an entire outdoor kitchen to the left, with grills and a fridge and other things that I didn't recognize. To the right was a lounge area with a fire pit. Wide steps lead down from the covered patio to a yard that was artfully decorated with bushes, trees, flower beds and a pond.
"It's heaven!" I whispered, in awe of such a wonderland. "I can't believe you have this all to yourself!"
"That's not necessarily a good thing you know. I never have company here. Landscapers come once a week, but I'm at work when they do. You're the first person I've ever brought home."
"Really?" I asked. "How do you not have women throwing themselves at you left and right?"
He laughed, "Just because women are crazy, doesn't mean I want them in my house. This is my sanctuary, no one else has been in the house since the construction was completed."
He led me back inside, "Would you like to see upstairs?"
"Why did you bring me here if you don't let anyone in your house? I'm just someone you met in a bar."
He looked thoughtful before he answered, "I'm not sure what it is, but I feel like you belong here, like there is a connection between us. Can you feel it?"
"Yes, I feel it too. And just so you know, I never go home with guys. So this is new for both of us, then."
He took my hand and pulled me to him, bending down to kiss me gently. I thrilled at the contact and let him lead me up the stairs. On one side were three doors. He pointed to them, saying "These are two spare rooms and a bathroom." He opened the only door on the other side, "This is my room."
It was huge, as it took up the entire half of the house. The furnishings and decorations were all warm tones and comfortable looking. The bed was king sized and there was a dresser and two nightstands. The closet and bathroom doors were both open, and I could see that the bathroom was also very large.
Before I could explore further, he wrapped an arm around my waist and held my back against his front. My breath caught when I felt him hard against my ass. "I want to watch you come apart for me with pleasure. Will you let me play with you, Holly?"
I moaned at his words and felt the moisture soak my panties. I was suddenly very hot and I wanted all my clothes off, right then. "Yes." I panted, "Please!"
He raised my shirt and I immediately lifted my arms so he could pull it off. My skirt was just pushed off my hips and dropped around my feet. He hissed at the sight on my lacy black thong and bra. He cupped my breasts, his hands covering the perky mounds perfectly. His fingers teased and pulled the cups down to expose my nipples, already hard with my arousal, to the air.
"You are stunning." He pulled the clasp and I let the bra fall to the floor. It was quickly followed by the wet thong. "Come here, baby. I want to see everything."
He turned me around and his eyes devoured me. He continued to stare, as if he was memorizing every inch, while he began to take his own clothes off. Before I knew it, his hard, warm, naked body was flowing under my fingers. I traced the ridges of his pecks, down his abs, to his hips.
He was in great shape, and I didn't see a single tan line on his body. I licked my lips when my eyes landed on his cock. It was bigger than any I had ever seen. I reached down and held it, my fingers were nowhere close to being able to close around him, and he had to be at least 10 inches long.
"I don't know how it's going to fit, but I want it." I told him, stroking him softly. "I really, really, want it."
He chuckled, bringing his own hands up to toy with my nipples. "Oh, I can make it fit." He pinched lightly, making me groan. He pushed me slowly back towards the bed until my legs were pressed against it. "Don't worry, baby. Just lay back and let me get to work." A gentle shove had me sprawled, my legs spread obscenely. "Good girl." he grinned.
His hands were hot against my inner thighs, holding me open to his gaze before he dipped his head closer. His tongue ran up my slit and I moaned. He lapped at me, easing past my pussy lips with each swipe until my juices were running down my crack.
"There we go, nice and wet for me. Let's get you opened up now. I want to feel your tight little cunt squeezing my cock soon." His fingers played over me, collecting my cum so that he could press two deep inside of me.
"Oh my God!" I cried out. It was a delicious feeling, already I was full and it was only two. He stroked gently at first, spreading his fingers to stretch me a little. "Oh, don't stop." I moaned.
He pressed in with a third finger, "Oh, I have no plans to stop. You're already so wet for me. I'm going to make you take every inch of me, baby." His motions became slowly rougher and I couldn't keep quiet. He seemed to be encouraged by my sounds, pounding his three fingers hard. He slowed down, rubbing through my juices again. It was maddening and I wanted him back inside of me.
He obliged my unspoken wish, using all four fingers to slowly force me open. Once again starting gentle, slowly increasing his speed as my hole relaxed around him. I was gripping the blanket, my head tossing with the pleasure. I felt so close to orgasm already. I could feel him twisting his hand, my mind was white with bliss.
Suddenly he was going deeper, and I was spread painfully tight. "There you go, such a good girl." The pain lessened, but the intensity was off the charts. I felt so full that I couldn't describe it. He hissed at me in his lust, "You've got my whole hand inside of you now." He pumped it slowly inside of me and the orgasm hit like a hurricane. I was blown free of my body, knowing his hand was entirely encased in my pussy.
I could distantly feel that he was still pumping. When I was aware again he teased, "Dirty little slut, cumming on my fist. I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight. I'll ruin this sweet cunt for any other cock." His hand was slowly pulled out of me, my pussy gripping it tightly, making him work for it. "Such a hungry little pussy, not wanting to let my hand go. Don't worry, I'll fill you right back up." His dirty talk was driving me crazy.
His hand finally came free, leaving me feeling empty and slightly sore. He held it up to show me, "Look at all that cum, you're such a dirty little girl." He stroked himself, rubbing my cum over his huge cock. "Turn over, baby. I want to watch that sweet ass jiggle while I pound you."
I somehow found the energy to turn, my ass in the air and my head on the bed. "Perfect, baby. Sticking that cunt out like a bitch in heat." He pressed his pre and cum soaked cock head against me. I yipped at the slight pain when he forced it in, even after his hand it was a tight fit. He was huge and I could feel every inch as he forced it in.
