John carried me over to the bed and I smiled hugely as I knew what was to come. He dropped me roughly onto the bed and removed both of our robes before pouncing on top of me. His hard calloused skin caressed mine as he moved, and even that slightest feeling made the wet pool between my legs grow even further. This pushed me to be extra bold.
"John, I want you to fuck me."
"Are you sure baby? I don't want to hurt you."
"Yes, baby, I'm sure. You have given me so much already, so I want to give back to you, so don't make me ask again. I'm serious John."
"Yes, ma'am."
I grabbed onto his cock and it jumped in my palm. Before he could he fucked me I wanted to give him some pleasure. I cupped his balls and his back arched so he almost shot off the bed. I tightened my fist and let the fingers of my other hand stroke his hair around the base of his cock.
A drop of moisture formed at his slit showing how much he wanted me. John ran his hand along my thigh causing tingles to shoot through me. I kept fondling his balls, feeling their heavy hotness, knowing they could burst at any second.
John kissed me passionately and then reached over to the bedside table to grab some lube. The cool liquid made me shiver when he squirted some on my pussy, but John quickly warmed me up by fingering my pussy fast to spread the lube. He then applied a generous amount to his cock and climbed on top of me.
His cock felt amazing as it probed between my legs and I squirmed against him, wanting more than he was giving me. I squeezed his balls one more time and his plunged into my wet core.
Within seconds, John was pounding away at my pussy. Having never experienced a true fucking, my back bowed with pleasure and my nails dug into John's shoulders as he rammed into my once virgin pussy.