up, holding me in his arms. He walks to his bedroom and slides me down his body until my feet make contact with the ground. Kissing me deeply, he makes quick work of my lacy sweater and shell. Now, all I'm wearing is my bra. Bending down, Marcus kisses my breasts and nipples through the lace of my bra, making my knees buckle. His arms slide around my torso, unsnapping my bra and easing it down my arms.
Before I can think, I pull his long-sleeve sweater over his head, exposing the muscles of his torso and arms. My fingers trace the tattoo on his chest - a large, colorful and fanciful griffin. As he feels the sensation of my fingers on his chest, Marcus' eyes drift closed and he groans. Growling low in his throat, he grabs me and pulls me against his body, kissing me deeply.
I drag a deep breath in and push his unbuttoned pants and boxers down his lean hips. Now, we are both completely nude. I look at him, allowing my gaze to run from his shoulders and pecs, down, as if drawn straight to his shaft, which is standing nearly straight up. I see it throbbing and jumping and my hand reaches out on its own volition and encircles it. As I do so, I feel Marcus covering my private area with his large hand. His fingers slide into me and he begins to rub against me. I feel his fingers delving deeper and deeper until the tips meet up with my virginity.
"Johanna, I'm going to do something...I'm going to use my fingers to break your hymen. It'll only hurt for a second, but it'll also make your first time with me that much better," he says quietly. Before he does so, he takes his hand away from my body and goes into his bathroom.
I hear a drawer opening and closing. A few seconds later, he comes out and turns a bedside lamp on. I see that he has covered himself with a sheath to protect me.
Coming back to me, he wraps one arm around me and places his hand over me again. As he promised, he slides his fingers inside me and begins moving them toward my virginal barrier. As his fingers meet against it, he gently shifts his fingers back and forth, going slightly further into me each time. Soon, he has stretched it to the point where I feel its tightness. I feel him gathering the strength in his fingers, then he pushes once, sharply and he's broken it. I feel a sharp, momentary twinge, and then it's gone. Instead, Marcus has replaced it with a soft, swirling warmth as he plays with my clit.
I spread my feet slightly so his large hand has more room in which to work. Soon, I have to wrap my arms around his neck as the strength runs out of my legs. I feel the hotness running out of my pussy again and I begin to throb, not only there, but all throughout my body.
Marcus picks me up and takes the few steps to his bed, where he places one knee as he places me on the coverlet. Laying me down, he stretches out next to me and kisses me deeply while his fingers keep playing with my clit and inside my pussy. My hips begin undulating as I try to relieve the pressure growing inside me. My hand captures his throbbing shaft again and I squeeze it, causing him to growl low in his throat.
He shifts so that he is towering over me. He positions his legs in between mine, nudging my thighs open more widely. He thrusts his hips so I feel his shaft pressing against my opening, then he pushes himself into me. Soon, he is fully inside me, and, oh, my God! It feels...it feels so hot, so good! I groan low in my throat and raise my knees so I can move more easily against him. Marcus places one of my legs behind his arse and I wrap my other leg around him, using his body to help me move against him. His eyes are open and gazing into mine as we make love with each other.
I never imagined that lovemaking would be this hot - this good. I look right back at Marcus, into his deep green eyes. I see his face fill with strain as he tries not to cum too soon. He slows down so that he can give me even more pleasure.
"Marcus, I want to come! Now!" I gasp as I feel the heat
Before I can think, I pull his long-sleeve sweater over his head, exposing the muscles of his torso and arms. My fingers trace the tattoo on his chest - a large, colorful and fanciful griffin. As he feels the sensation of my fingers on his chest, Marcus' eyes drift closed and he groans. Growling low in his throat, he grabs me and pulls me against his body, kissing me deeply.
I drag a deep breath in and push his unbuttoned pants and boxers down his lean hips. Now, we are both completely nude. I look at him, allowing my gaze to run from his shoulders and pecs, down, as if drawn straight to his shaft, which is standing nearly straight up. I see it throbbing and jumping and my hand reaches out on its own volition and encircles it. As I do so, I feel Marcus covering my private area with his large hand. His fingers slide into me and he begins to rub against me. I feel his fingers delving deeper and deeper until the tips meet up with my virginity.
"Johanna, I'm going to do something...I'm going to use my fingers to break your hymen. It'll only hurt for a second, but it'll also make your first time with me that much better," he says quietly. Before he does so, he takes his hand away from my body and goes into his bathroom.
I hear a drawer opening and closing. A few seconds later, he comes out and turns a bedside lamp on. I see that he has covered himself with a sheath to protect me.
Coming back to me, he wraps one arm around me and places his hand over me again. As he promised, he slides his fingers inside me and begins moving them toward my virginal barrier. As his fingers meet against it, he gently shifts his fingers back and forth, going slightly further into me each time. Soon, he has stretched it to the point where I feel its tightness. I feel him gathering the strength in his fingers, then he pushes once, sharply and he's broken it. I feel a sharp, momentary twinge, and then it's gone. Instead, Marcus has replaced it with a soft, swirling warmth as he plays with my clit.
I spread my feet slightly so his large hand has more room in which to work. Soon, I have to wrap my arms around his neck as the strength runs out of my legs. I feel the hotness running out of my pussy again and I begin to throb, not only there, but all throughout my body.
Marcus picks me up and takes the few steps to his bed, where he places one knee as he places me on the coverlet. Laying me down, he stretches out next to me and kisses me deeply while his fingers keep playing with my clit and inside my pussy. My hips begin undulating as I try to relieve the pressure growing inside me. My hand captures his throbbing shaft again and I squeeze it, causing him to growl low in his throat.
He shifts so that he is towering over me. He positions his legs in between mine, nudging my thighs open more widely. He thrusts his hips so I feel his shaft pressing against my opening, then he pushes himself into me. Soon, he is fully inside me, and, oh, my God! It feels...it feels so hot, so good! I groan low in my throat and raise my knees so I can move more easily against him. Marcus places one of my legs behind his arse and I wrap my other leg around him, using his body to help me move against him. His eyes are open and gazing into mine as we make love with each other.
I never imagined that lovemaking would be this hot - this good. I look right back at Marcus, into his deep green eyes. I see his face fill with strain as he tries not to cum too soon. He slows down so that he can give me even more pleasure.
"Marcus, I want to come! Now!" I gasp as I feel the heat
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