We rise from the couch, our bodies still tingling from the intensity of the kiss. Mark takes my hand and leads me towards the bedroom. The anticipation is almost palpable as we walk down the hallway, the excitement of what’s to come heightening with each step.

Once we’re in the bedroom, the door closes behind us with a soft click. Mark’s lips are on mine again, and we continue to kiss fervently. The room is dimly lit, casting a romantic glow over everything, adding to the mood.

“It’s been a while since I’ve done anything like this.” Mark whispered shyly. 

“It’s okay.” I whisper back reassuringly. 

“How about you?” he asks. 

I don’t want to tell him the truth, that a few days ago I was getting pounded from behind by some frat boy in his bedroom. Mark would probably freak out, and at this point I’m desperate for some dick. 

“It’s been a while for me too.” I lied.

As the seconds tick by, I grow increasingly impatient, the yearning for more mounting with every lingering kiss. I can feel the electricity between us, but Mark seems hesitant, as if unsure how to proceed. My frustration grows, and I decide to take matters into my own hands.

With a determined move, I slide my hand down to his waist and deftly unbuckle his belt. The sound of the buckle loosening is a small victory in my quest to accelerate the moment. I look up at him, my eyes filled with a mix of challenge and desire.

Mark’s breath hitches slightly, and he gazes at me with a blend of admiration and eagerness. “You’re certainly taking charge tonight,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

I give him a playful smile. “I figured you could use a little help.”

With a teasing glance, I start unbuttoning Mark’s pants. My fingers work deftly, and soon his pants are pushed down to his knees, revealing his cock. I reach down to take his cock into my hand and am immediately surprised. 

“Jeez, you’re huge!” I exclaim as my petite fingers can barely wrap around his shaft. 

I run my hand along the length of his dick and realized that not only is it thick, but it’s long. 

“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve ever been with someone this big!” I exclaim with a mix of excitement and apprehension. 

Mark flashes a prideful smile at me, proud that I’m shocked at his size. What he doesn’t know is that on the inside I’m freaking out. He’s going to split me in two!

I push Mark back on the bed. His legs hanging off the side. His blazer has fallen open and his shirt pulled up, giving me a better view of his dick. It’s surrounded by a neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair. He’s also uncircumcised, which is another thing I’ve never experienced.

As he lies back on the bed, watching me with a mix of anticipation and excitement. I give him a knowing smile, then kneel between his legs. I lean in to give the shaft a gentle kiss, my hand pulling his cock towards my face. I can feel it twitch with each kiss. 

God, it feels even bigger now.

After I kiss my way up the shaft, I lick the head. I taste the subtle hint of pre-cum, savoring the salty flavor. My tongue moves slowly, exploring and teasing, making sure to take in every sensation. With a confident and deliberate motion, I begin to take him into my mouth, feeling the heat and weight of him as I adjust to the feeling.

I use my hands in addition to my mouth as I guide him in and out of my mouth. My mouth is struggling to adjust to his size. 

“Fuck…” he moans. 

At least he’s enjoying this.

As I continue, the size of Mark’s dick makes my jaw ache slightly from the effort, and I find myself wishing the blowjob would end soon. I try to maintain a rhythm, but the strain is starting to wear on me. Just as I’m thinking about wrapping things up, Mark looks down at me with a mix of desire and curiosity.

“Would you mind if I went down on you?” he asks, his voice filled with genuine interest. “I’d love to return the favor.”

The offer catches me by surprise, and a relieved smile spreads across my face. It’s a welcome change from the effort I’m putting into pleasing him. I look up at him and nod, feeling a surge of anticipation at the thought of what’s to come.

“Sure, I’d like that,” I reply, my voice soft but eager.

I stand up and begin to undress, starting with my Briarwood University hoodie. I pull it off slowly, letting the soft, cotton fabric slide over my shoulders and arms. The cool air meets my bare skin, making me shiver slightly as I toss the hoodie onto a nearby chair.

I reach behind my back and unhook my bra, revealing my breasts to Mark. He’s fixated on them. They’re full and round with a youthful firmness. My nipples with their rosy hue, standing out against the cool air of the room. 

Next, I turn my attention to my leggings. I bend down and slide them off, feeling the stretch of the material as it peels away from my legs. I roll them down past my hips, revealing my black lace panties underneath. Once the leggings are off, I step out of them and drop them to the floor.

I slip my fingers into the waistband of my lacy briefs and ease them down my legs, exposing myself fully. The lace of my underwear feels soft against my skin as I toss it aside.

Now completely undressed, I stand confidently in front of Mark. My skin is warm and slightly flushed, and I feel the weight of his gaze as he takes in the sight of me. The dim light highlights my curves and adds a touch of allure to the moment. I run my hand over my pussy, feeling the neatly trimmed patch of brown pubic hair against my palm. 

Mark gives me an inviting smile and gestures towards the bed. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable?”

I follow his suggestion, lying down on the bed with my butt perched on the edge and my legs dangling off the side. The position feels both vulnerable and thrilling, heightening the anticipation of what’s to come.

Mark stands up and begins to undress further, removing his blazer and polo shirt. As he sheds his clothing, he reveals a toned, athletic body with a sprinkling of salt-and-pepper chest hair that adds a distinguished touch. His physique is impressive, clearly he works out a lot. The sight of him, with his well-defined muscles and mature charm, makes my heart race and sends a flush of excitement through me.

With a confident stride, Mark kneels between my legs and gently wraps them around his neck. Feeling him so close to my pussy sends a thrill through me, and I can’t help but shiver in anticipation.

As Mark’s lips and tongue begin to explore between my legs, I feel an immediate, electrifying sensation. His touch is skillful and deliberate, sending waves of pleasure through me. His eagerness and experience are obvious. Each gentle kiss and flick of his tongue stirs a deep, pleasurable response, heightening my excitement. His movements are rhythmic and precise, making me keenly aware of the sensations he’s creating.

The warmth of his breath and the texture of his tongue against my sensitive skin combine to create an experience that is both indulgent and exhilarating. Before long my thighs are gripping his head tightly. 

“Oh, yes! Keep going!” I shout, encouraging Mark to continue pleasuring me. 

I can feel my orgasm building between my legs. The tension building deep inside. I reach down and grab onto his hair. 

“Oh god! Yes!” I scream, feeling myself teetering on the brink of release. 

Mark pushes his head further between my legs and begins to lick my clit. The feeling of his tongue pressing into my sensitive nub sends me off the cliff. I can’t breathe. My body tenses up, my legs gripping Mark’s head. My body convulses as it struggles to breathe.

Finally I gasp and cry out, “Oh fuck!” I continue to breathe heavily, as Mark continues to pleasure me. 

“Oh my god!” I scream again as his tongue brushes across my clit. The contact sending shivers through my body as I can feel wave after wave of pleasure crash about. 

“Stop…” I whisper, gripping his head with my hands, “Please… I’m too sensitive.”

I pull his head up from between my legs. Mark’s mouth and nose glisten with my wetness. 

“Wow, that was incredible…” I moan as Mark lays next to me. 

“Glad to know I still got it.” he chuckles. 

“I’d say so.” I giggle. 

We lay there silently as I continued to come down from my orgasmic high. I rolled over, laying my head on Mark’s chest. The moment was tender as we lay there. I could hear his heart beating and the rhythmic sounds of his breathing. For a moment, this didn’t feel like a one night stand. It felt more tangible. Something that had real potential. Then I shook my head.

He’s just visiting. After tonight, this is all over. I told myself. 

I sit up, brushing a strand of hair from my face. The excitement and desire are still palpable, and I look at Mark with a mischievous smile. “So, are you ready to have some more fun?” I ask, my voice filled with anticipation.

Mark meets my gaze with equal eagerness. “Definitely. What did you have in mind?”

I take a moment to assess the situation. Mark’s cock is huge, so I think about what position would be the best to start with. I crawl up the bed and lay on my back. 

“Come fuck me.” I whisper to Mark. He’s more than eager. He gets up and crawls between my legs. My pussy throbs with anticipation as he reaches down and guides himself to my opening. 

​​When Mark begins to enter me, I feel an immediate, intense pressure. His size stretches me in a way I’m not used to, and the sensation is both overwhelming and thrilling. I can feel every inch of him gliding into me, the warmth and fullness making me gasp softly.

The feeling of being completely filled is unlike anything I’ve experienced before. It’s a mix of pressure and warmth, so intimate and consuming. 

When he’s completely inside me, I put my hand on his chest and whisper, “Go slow, please…”

Mark smiles and slowly pulls out before slowly pushing himself inside me. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through me, the friction against my sensitive walls creating a rhythm that drives me wild.

I’m not just feeling the physical sensations; there’s an emotional charge to this moment. The connection between us feels deep and profound, heightening the intensity of the experience. It’s as if our bodies are communicating in a way that goes beyond words.

After a few brief moments where my body has to adjust to the new sensation, the initial stretch gives way to a more fluid, pleasurable rhythm. As Mark continues, the initial discomfort fades, replaced by a growing pleasure that makes me eager for more.

“Fuck me!” I moan as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

Mark gave me a lustful look, “Oh I’ve missed this so much.” he moaned. Who knows how long it had been since he’d been with a woman. 

Mark continued to thrust himself in and out of me. His slow and gentle thrusts becoming more forceful each time he entered me. 

“Oh, Mark!” I gasped, “I love the way you make me feel. Keep fucking me!” 

Mark began fucking me harder. He lifted my legs up onto his shoulders, allowing him to penetrate me even deeper. He was reaching places no man had ever reached before. When his dick crashed into my cervix I nearly jumped through the roof. 

Mark quickly pulled out, afraid maybe he’d hurt me. 

“I’m okay,” I said, “I think we just got a little carried away.”

Mark chuckled, “How about you get on top for a while.” 

I nodded, still feeling the discomfort of his dick hitting my cervix. 

Mark laid on his back, and I instinctively straddled his body. I braced myself on his chest, my hands pressing against his toned chest. Despite his dryspell, Mark knew exactly what to do. He expertly grabbed me by the hips and guided me onto his dick. 

I gasped as I felt his girth and length slide inside me. When I had gotten used to his cock again, I began to ride him. I loved the feeling of being in control. Mark’s pleasure was in my hands. I think Mark liked it too. He alternated between squeezing my ass and playing with my boobs. I loved the feeling of him pinching my nipples as I rode his cock. 

I had another orgasm, which surprised me considering how hard it was for me to orgasm from penetration. Mark wrapped his arms around me as he thrashed about. It made me feel protected and safe. When my orgasm had passed I laid my head on his chest as I caught my breath. Mark held my head there, gently stroking my hair. 

God, he was a gentle lover. I thought to myself. 

I could have laid there all night, but I knew it was only fair for Mark to cum. I started riding him again, and a few moments later I felt him grab onto my hips with a firm grip.

“I’m getting close.” he said just louder than a whisper.  

I smiled down at him and nodded, “Cum for me.”

A look of worry flashed on Mark’s face, “But we aren’t using a condom…”

Shit! We’re not! I screamed inside. I always use condoms when I hook up with new guys. Always. In the heat of the moment, we must have forgotten about it. I was mad at myself for forgetting, but at this point, the damage was done. At least i wa son the pill. 

What does it matter now? Just cum inside me. I thought to myself. 

I leaned down, putting my mouth up to his ear. I could smell the faint scent of his cologne. 

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill. You can cum inside me.” I whispered before sitting back up. 

I could see Mark thinking about it. I knew he was tempted by the idea. The thought of shooting his seed into my young and fertile body must have triggered some primal instinct inside of him. 

“Are you sure?” he asked softly. I could tell he was going to explode at any moment. 

I smiled down at him and nodded, “Do it. Cum inside me.” I whispered. 

I had barely gotten the words out of my mouth when I felt an intense, warm rush inside me. The sensation of him cumming filled me completely, it was like a deep, satisfying wave that washed over me. Each pulse of his release sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, and I couldn’t help but shiver in response.

I look down at Mark as he writhes around in pleasure. Eventually slowing down as I feel the last pulses of his orgasm inside me. 

I lean down and kiss mark. 

“That was fun.” I giggled. 

He smiled, “Yeah. That was amazing…”

After our intense encounter, I laid on top of Mark, feeling his body beneath mine. I can sense him gradually softening, and eventually, he slips out of my pussy. As he does, I feel a rush of warmth and his cum leak out of me, a sensation that’s both messy and oddly satisfying.

I roll over onto my back, trying to avoid making too much of a mess on the bed. The room is filled with a heavy silence, and I can’t help but tease Mark about the amount of cum he left inside me. I chuckle softly as I look over at him, hoping for a reaction.

To my surprise, Mark doesn’t respond. When I glance up at him, I see that he’s sound asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The sight of him resting so peacefully after our passionate night brings a mix of amusement and tenderness.

I lie there for a moment, reflecting on the whirlwind of emotions and sensations from the evening. The quiet room is a stark contrast to the excitement we shared just moments ago. I let out a contented sigh, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and solitude as I watched Mark sleep.

Soon my own eyes felt heavy and I eventually slipped into a blissful sleep next to Mark.