Nolan's cock was monstrous, a thick, veined length of flesh that seemed utterly impossible. It was both extremely attractive and scary.
Rachel was terrified, but she had never wanted anything more in her life.
"Seriously, don't forget I'm a virgin," Rachel remembered her voice trembling.
Nolan smiled confidentially. "Wasn't it you who wanted me to fuck you soon?" The man approached, kissing her cute little lips. "But don't worry, I will make you meet heaven."
Nolan positioned himself at her entrance. The blunt, broad head of his cock, pressed against her slick, delicate folds.
"Look at me, Rachel," he commanded, his voice rough.
She dragged her gaze from where their bodies met to his eyes. He nodded, and as gently as a man like him could manage, Nolan began to push forward.
It was a slow but destructive invasion.
"Fuck!" A scream escaped Rachel's lips.
She felt herself stretching, a burning, impossible fullness that made her gasp and her nails dig into his shoulders. He was too big, breaching her, millimeter by agonizing millimeter.
And Nolan needed to resist his release; he had never been squeezed like that. Her tiny body was impossibly tight.
"Are you okay?" He asked, as he moved with a torturous slowness, allowing her tight, virgin flesh to accommodate his staggering girth.
He normally was much more aggressive, but he was really worried she might be too tight.
"Just fuck me already," Rachel said, resisting the pain as she tried to act defiant again.
"You know I'm just beginning, right?" Nolan responded with a confident grin.
"Fuck!!!" She screamed even louder as he forced his cock even deeper in one motion.
Then he reached the final resistance and paused. Rachel's breath hitched, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in preparation for the rending to come.
"I can take it, give me all," she was able to squeeze these weak words. "Take me, make me yours!" Her eyes were filled with lust.
"You're mine," he growled.
With one hard, decisive thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, shearing through the last barrier in a single, swift, burning motion.
A sharp, guttural cry was torn from Rachel's throat. Her blood began flowing, leaving a small blood stain on the white sheets.
Nolan held himself perfectly still, buried impossibly deep within her, a low groan rumbling in his own chest as he felt her flutter and clench around his overwhelming thickness, her body trying to comprehend the new, brutal reality of its fullness.
Tears welled in her eyes, but as the initial sharp pain began to recede, it was replaced by a feeling of such profound, stretching fullness that it bordered on ecstasy.
She felt claimed in the most fundamental way possible.
A timid, experimental push of her hips against his confirmed it; the pleasure was already eclipsing the pain.
"Are you okay?"
Rachel could only nod, her voice a breathy whisper. "Don't stop."
Nolan responded with slow thrusts, always pushing a little deeper, stretching her a little more with every move.
Rachel's world narrowed to the feeling of being filled and emptied, her quiet moans growing in volume as he got faster.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Rachel began screaming.
She was losing herself in pleasure, her expression distorting in pure pleasure.
Noticing she was ready to receive his monstrous cock, Nolan aggressively hammered that tight and perverted cunt.
"Fuck! Give me more, please! Fuck me!" Rachel proved to be surprisingly voracious, and as soon as she grew accustomed to his size, she began to beg for more.
The poor bed groaned beneath them, protesting the intensity of their unrestrained movements.
"I love you," Nolan murmured, interrupting everything to kiss her cute face once more.
"Me too," Rachel gasped, her body writhing through another orgasm.
Nolan couldn't resist stroking her head, savoring the feeling of intimacy between them. The heat inside him grew as he became certain that he loved her. He was sure she would be his forever.
He kissed her again, this time more wildly, and the intense sounds of their sex filled the room once more.
Desire, love, and pleasure swelled inside him, and after moving aggressively for a few minutes, he knew he was ready to release it all.
"I'm going to cum," he growled, his voice ragged.
"Me too! Oh God, me too!" she cried out, her body beginning to tremble. Then, her voice dropped to a hot, pleading whisper in his ear, "Do it, Nolan! Give me everything! I need to feel you fill me up!"
Her words were the final spark. Overcome, Nolan drove into her one last, deep time, burying himself to the hilt.
A guttural roar was torn from Nolan's chest as he erupted, a seemingly endless torrent of hot release pumping into her depths.
At the same instant, Rachel's cry melded with his. Her inner muscles convulsed around him, a frantic, milking rhythm that wrenched every last drop from him as her own climax ripped through her.
Her back arched violently, her fingers clawing at his back, as wave after blinding wave of pleasure left her shuddering and breathless, utterly filled and completely undone.
Finally, a guttural moan was torn from her lips as her head fell back. Her eyes rolled back, while a thin thread of saliva escaped the corner of her slack, open mouth.
She was consumed by a pleasure so violent it looked like agony.
For a long moment, they remained locked, panting and trembling, as the glorious aftershocks slowly, slowly began to ebb.
Wearily, he lay down next to the petite girl, gently stroking her hair.
"I love you," he murmured.
Rachel saw no need to repeat the words; instead, she chose a warm kiss to convey her feelings. As they kissed, a new desire began to grow in their souls.
"Can we do it once more?" Rachel asked shyly. "I want to feel you inside me again, please!" She begged.
"Of course," Nolan laughed, "The night is just beginning."
They had no reason to suppress their burning desire. And so their night of sex began, and, of course, the other joined in that mess.
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