My Lovely Emma by Rubi Lee

Milos got up and stood in front of me, slowly pulling down his underwear revealing his large erection. He looked with interest at my wide eyes and smiled while he slowly covered me with his body. I sensed the pleasant pressure of his weight and his aroma, while my hands stroked his back. My nails traced a line along his spine going down towards his buttocks. Then he shook out his blond mane as he propped himself up and took my hand, bringing it down to his p***s that wildly pulsated in the palm of my hand. I gently squeezed it and for the first time I stroked the manhood of a well-endowed lover. Feeling that it gave him pleasure, I clutched it even more confidently and tightly in my hand. Milos moaned while thrusting forward into my hand with a devious smile as he pulled my legs apart and grabbed my arms, pinning them to the bed behind my head with his huge hand. With his other hand he ran his finger between my legs. I yelped, but he didn't stop and just licked my lips and grazed the most sensitive spot on my body. “You're so wet,” he whispered under his breath and gently pulled off my white panties. Lying on top of me with his whole body, he looked into my eyes. I felt his p***s pushing between my legs where a volatile bundle of passion was ready to explode. He smiled as I yelped slightly, feeling him attempting to penetrate me. A cutting pain hit me for an instant, but quickly subsided. Slowly and deeply, millimeter by millimeter, I felt him slide inside me. “You're so tight,” he whispered into my mouth. And now he was all the way in, firmly thrusting in and out, over and over. I moaned with my eyes closed tightly from the pleasure, pressing my fingers into his back until they were numb. He continued moving inside me with a swelling rhythm. I was overtaken by an overwhelming surge. I grabbed ahold of his arms, clasping his broad shoulders. He could feel me completely and his every move, his every thrust was pure elation to me. “Aaah.” The moans of pleasure burst from my lips. I arched my back in submission, lifting up my hips to meet his. Suddenly he squeezed me as he began moving faster. With increasing strength he pressed himself into me even more quickly and forcefully. Then he quickly pulled out and gently flipped me over onto my stomach, propping me up on my knees. His hands gripped my hips tightly. Milos abruptly went inside me, and I let out a loud moan from my chest. I tossed my hair and arched my back like a cat. I could feel how this turned him on even more. He clasped on to me harder and without reducing his pace he continued deeply and briskly thrusting. Milos grabbed my hair in his fist and, holding on to my completely arched back, plunged inside me as his balls slapped hard against me. I moaned loudly, yelping and contorting, feeling a wild and building pulsation between my legs. But suddenly he let go of my hair and his whole body fell on top of me, the weight of which flattened me against the bed. Our fingers interlaced. He heated up my neck with his breath and I felt my muscles clenching him as the passion brought me closer to orgasm. Then he moaned loudly, pausing for a split second and lifting himself up squeezing my hips painfully. He slipped out of me and ejected hot fluid that rained down onto my butt. With shuddering breath Milos collapsed onto the bed next to me and looked me in the eyes, running his hand along my face. “Sorry I couldn't wait for you, Emma! You were about to come...and I...nearly lost my senses. I barely managed to pull out in time.”