STELA GOMES
For long seconds, we just stared at each other, our breaths panting, with Ivan still inside me. He looked at me as if I were the most precious asset he owned. He withdrew, got up, and went into the bathroom. Ivan, naked, seemed even bigger. It was as if the gods had sculpted his body—strong, fragrant, and manly.
I was a mess alone, sweaty, and with a sore, burning intimacy. When I saw Ivan taking off his clothes, I couldn't take my eyes off him, and I was even more impressed by the size of his member. I admit that I thought it wouldn't all fit inside me. As soon as he started to penetrate me, I felt an unbearable pain, as if I were being torn in half. However, Ivan was very affectionate with me. When he started kissing me delicately and moving slowly inside me, the pain gradu
