Drowned In His Desire

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As she began to relax, I licked my way up to the tiny button of her c**t, stroking it with the tip of my tongue before sucking it inside my lips and manipulating it. She went off again, writhing in her pleasure and giving tongue, her voice getting a little hoarse. She was beginning to come back to earth when I inserted my finger into her hot, moist channel, curling it upward to find that little bundle of nerve endings on the upper wall of her p***y. She convulsed again, crying out unintelligible words as she kept cumming again and again.

"Please, Canyon," she groaned. "You're killing me! Stop, baby, please, I can't... I can't..."

I slid up over her tiny form until I could reach her lips. Her breasts were heaving as she struggled to regain her breath and the look on her face was pure passion fulfilled. She kissed and licked all over my face. I knew she must be tasting herself but she didn't seem to mind. I could feel her wet warmth against the head of my c**k and she, evidently, felt it, too.

"Easy," she murmured, "I've never had a man before."

I was shocked. Here was this absolutely gorgeous woman, ripe like a peach, and she'd never had a man? It seemed impossible in this day and age. I knew Dara would never lie, though. God, she must really love me, I thought.

She gasped as the head of my c**k slipped inside. I didn't feel any barrier, so at least that was gone, thank God. We sure didn't need any more pain than necessary. She was a tiny little thing in every way. She was all woman, though, and a very passionate one at that. I wanted to see her, and the missionary position wasn't going to let that happen, given our size difference. "You be on top," I whispered in her ear. She nodded and I held her and rolled us over.

She straddled me and I held that tight little ass in my hands. It filled them perfectly and she began to rock, taking more and more of me inside her. I'm no porn star, but it was easy to tell that she'd never been with a man. She groaned, gasped and finally stopped with about two-thirds of me inside her.

"God, Canyon, I can't take any more," she gasped. "I'm sorry, but you're just too big."

I squeezed that exquisite body against mine. "Nothing to be sorry about, baby," I said. I kissed her forehead. "This feels right to me. This is the most incredible feeling. You feel amazing! I'm totally happy. It couldn't be any better."

It really couldn't. I'd loved Cybill with all my heart. I had planned to spend the rest of my life with her. The fates had intervened. Making love with her had been something out of a dream. We f****d like bunnies the whole time we were married. Neither of us had been virgins, and she was a fantastic lover. This little doll was something else. She was giving something new and precious to me.

I held her closely for a while until I could feel the fire building in her. She sat up. God, she looked hot! Those little teacup breasts, her slender but muscled body, her baby-smooth golden skin. She rose up a couple of inches and sank slowly back down. Her heat was incredible and it felt like nothing else in the world. She repeated the motion, building a little rhythm and her breath grew rapid and ragged.

Small moans and wordless cries began to escape and I could see a flush, stealing over her features and down her slender neck. Her movements became faster and the moans, louder. I began to match her motions, thrusting up into her as she came down and became accustomed to the pace. Our pubic bones touched and I realized that she had taken me fully into her tightness. The sensation was incredible and the sight was mind blowing. Her inner lips clung to my c**k, stretching down as she rose and then reversed direction, disappearing as she plunged back down.

Her movements became uncoordinated and she groaned in frustration. I pulled her down, cupping her tight little ass in my hands and rolled us over. I held her and began to plunge into her tight little p***y, my motions still gentle and fairly slow. She matched my thrusts with motions of her own and I could feel the tension begin in her entire body. I increased the pace and she began to tremble. She screamed and thrust up into me as the tension broke and she was throbbing, pulsing beneath me as she came. I slowed and held deeply inside her as she shook and convulsed in her ecstasy. She shuddered her pleasure for long moments and finally came back to earth. Her eyes opened, glistening dark pools and she grasped my head, crushing her lips to mine fiercely.

"My God, Canyon, that was incredible," she gasped. "Did you c*m?"

"I'm not through," I told her.

"Oh, God!" her moan came as I thrust into her again. "I don't know if I can stand any more, Canyon. Oh, God!" She was nearly sobbing now.

I withdrew and flipped her over, spreading her legs and gaining a view of the most erotic sight I'd ever seen. She was gaping a little, her p***y lips reddened and a little swollen with excitement. Her little c**t was fully erect and I had to give it a swipe with my tongue. She jolted at the contact with her little nubbin and I moved up, entering her as she groaned, half in ecstasy and half in discomfort. I eased in and held at full sheath, my heavy balls against her c**t and her hard round cheeks against my groin. It was an incredible sensation and I held there, allowing my excitement to recede and hers to build. When her groans changed to moans, I began to thrust into her, starting slowly and increasing the speed and power gradually.

"Oh, oh, oh God, oh God," she groaned, beginning a mantra that climbed in volume and pitch as I began thrusting in earnest. "Oh my God! I'm cumming some more. f**k, Canyon, oh Christ, I'm cumming!" She shuddered out her orgasm and I powered through, my belly slapping on her fantastic ass cheeks, and her words became incoherent.

I was cresting toward my own orgasm and she began to beg. "Please! Please c*m, Canyon. I... I... I can't c*m anymore!"

She was wrong because I felt her begin to tense up again. "Are you cumming?" I asked her. "Tell me when you cum."

"Yes, yes, I'm cumming again! Oh, oh, oh God I'm cumming!"

"Can I c*m in you, baby?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yes, oh, my God, yes," she sobbed. "Please c*m, Canyon, please c*m in me; fill me up!" Her voice broke into incoherent moans.

I kept f*****g her, thrusting away rapidly now, drilling that tight little p***y and she sobbed and groaned yes three more times before the sight, sound and feeling of this living doll writhing and moaning under me as I made her c*m, over and over made me explode into her, my soul pumping into her. She screamed when she felt the first blast inside her and every muscle in her body went rigid. Her head was turned to the side and every cord in her neck was tight. Her face was a mask of ecstasy and her face was flushed. Her hair was in complete tangles, clinging to both our wet bodies and I thought I would never stop pumping hot cream into her hot little p***y.

I collapsed on her; totally drained, kissing the exposed parts of her face and she lay, languid and moaning under me. I rolled to the side so as not to crush her and brought her with me; my c**k still embedded in her tightness, and held this tiny woman in my arms. Her head was pillowed on my left bicep and my forearm was across her chest, cupping one hard little breast in my hand. My right arm wrapped her flat belly and my hand slid down to explore our joining. I caressed her gently and our breathing slowly calmed.

We whispered and laughed and I just held that little angel in my arms, marveling at the silky, firm feel of her. She began to yawn after a bit.

"Am I boring you?" I whispered.

She giggled and kissed me. "No, but I'm very tired, Canyon. Let's get under the covers. Will you hold me if I fall asleep?"