Kimberly
Copyright© 2003, 2005, 2113 by Morgan. All Rights Reserved
Chapter 21
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 21 - The third and last of the "Kathy Carlson" stories. It begins with a woman who feels she's ugly as sin with all the curves of a straight stick. Read what happens.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Heterosexual
Lying on the bed, Brad kissed Kimberly’s lips. Instantly she was awake and returning his kiss with mounting passion. It was like no kiss they had ever exchanged before.
“I love you, Kimberly Kramer,” he whispered.
“So that’s the answer...” she replied with a loving smile.
“What answer?”
“Why you’ve been referring to me as Kimberly Kramer for so many months. You were just wearing me down, weren’t you?”
Instead of answering, Brad kissed her again. It was even better than the one before. Then he moved his lips from hers to her eyes and then to her ears. He nibbled, then moved to her neck.
In no time Kim was writhing on the bed with passion. “Fuck me, my darling!” she whispered. “For God’s sake, please fuck your bride!”
“Nope,” he replied with Jimmy Stewart taciturnity.
Kim’s eyes widened in utter amazement at his response.
“But I will make love to my wife, if she asks nicely...”
Kim’s eyes widened. “Love me, husband!” she whispered. “Please make me your wife!”
“Okay,” he replied, “now get up on your knees with your back to me.”
“What for?”
“Because I’ve been reading: It says it’s much less painful for a virgin the first time to take her from the rear.”
Kim just shook her head while spreading her thighs wide and lifting her pelvis up from the bed.
“What are you doing?” Brad asked, surprised by her actions.
“I’m waiting for you to put that luscious cock in my dripping pussy!” she replied vehemently.
“But...”
“But, nothing! Just do it.”
“But Kim, it will really hurt this way...”
“Do you really think I care?” she responded. “I want to take you this way so I can see your huge weapon driving into me ... So I can hold you and kiss you ... So that I will really feel it. Now go!”
Brad shook his head but did what she asked. She took the tip of his cock and positioned it. Then when he moved down, she lunged her pelvis upward. With their combined movements, he was deep inside her and had ruptured her hymen almost instantly. All it evoked from Kim was a small gasp, but she did hold him for a few moments while she recovered from the shock and began to accustom herself to his size.
Then she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him deeper while murmuring, “So good ... Oh, God, it feels so good. My darling, you’re stretching my insides so beautifully.” Then she almost glared at him and demanded, “Now drive it in to its root!”
“But sweetie, I’m not sure you can take it. Even Lisa with all her experience couldn’t take it all in!”
“She’s not married to you; I am! I don’t care if you tear me apart, but do it!”
As she pulled him deeper, Brad shoved. He could feel the walls of her vagina stretching to accommodate both his length and his girth. The feeling was like nothing he ever imagined. Then he realized what it was. He was home! This was the way he hoped to spend the rest of his life, embedded in Kim’s incredible pussy!
Kim reached out for him with both arms. Taking the hint, he bent down so she could wrap her arms around his neck and pulled his face close. The kiss they shared was also one of a kind. With his cock moving slowly inside her — out a little, then in deeper — and their tongues dueling with each other, it was utterly perfect.
Then Kim felt his groin tight against hers. “It’s in!” she quietly screamed. “It’s all the way in! I did it!” The smile on her face said it all: Kim was in Heaven. “Oh, my darling, I can feel every lovely inch of my cock all the way inside me. Now cum in me,” she asked.
One of the things that had happened over their months together was that Brad had developed the ability to control his cuming to a significant degree. Responding to her entreaty, he released some cum deep inside her.
Instantly, she felt it and came herself.
Brad then began really to work on her. He would let her come down a bit from her crest, then ejaculate again driving her higher than the time before. It amounted to a sort of “three up, one down” arrangement with Kim being driven ever higher. By then she was screaming at the top of her lungs for him to finish her off, but he just continued what he had been doing. Higher and higher she went. Brad expected her to lose consciousness from sensory overload, but it didn’t happen. Her screams became incoherent and then wordless, but still he continued.
Finally she was able to scream a single coherent phrase, “Fuck me!”
That did it. This time Brad really unloaded flooding her vagina that by then had been stretched to the limit in both dimensions. When he did, in spite of the gigantic plug in her pussy, his semen and her syrup — both stained with her virginal blood — were forced past the plug to flow down her thighs onto the bed.
When he unloaded, Brad almost blacked out. As it was, everything went gray for a moment but he retained consciousness. Remarkably, Kim did too.
Lying on top of her, Brad held her tightly and rolled on his right side, rolling Kim on her left at the same time. They just cuddled while they slowly regained their breath.
After taking a deep breath Kim declared, “Well, my virginity is gone for good.”
“No, it’s not,” Brad responded without elaboration.
“What’s that mean?”
“It means that you’re still a virgin until I finish consummating our marriage. And I’m not finished yet.”
“But... !” Her word ended in a yelp. It was only then that Kim realized that Brad was still deep inside her ... and still as hard as a rock. “You can’t do this!” she complained.
“What can’t I do?”
“You’ve been fucking me for hours, and cuming in me like a firehose. You can’t still be hard!”
“Oh ... Okay. Just consider me to be soft then, if it makes you feel better. But in the meantime...” With that Brad began moving easily and slowly in and out of Kim’s throbbing vagina. From the tension he could feel on his cock, it felt like she was stretched internally to her extreme limits and maybe beyond.
As if she could read his mind, Kim mused, “How does a vagina rupture? Does it snap like a broken rubber band or does it just slowly tear apart?”
“I’d better stop, then—”
“Don’t you dare!” she screamed.
“But if you’re about to rupture...”
“If I rupture, your cum will have someplace to go besides on my thighs and all over the bed!” she insisted. Then in a complete change of tone she added, “Darling, you feel utterly exquisite in me. And because you’re so big and stretching me so much I can feel every bit of your cock... My cock!” she instantly corrected herself.
In their new position, Brad repeated what he had done earlier, but in a much more relaxed and loving fashion. Since they were lying face to face, he could much more easily kiss her, nibble on her earlobe, squeeze her lovely tit and in general, savor the sensations.
Then he again started to give her cum injections. And as before, each one triggered an orgasm in her. Kim was climbing a mountain. When she reached the crest and Brad came in her, she went down a bit only to be taken up a still higher one. She was being overwhelmed by the sensations. Finally, she could take no more and just collapsed; all of her nerves seemed to short out from an overload. Nevertheless, she didn’t lose consciousness although she was unable to move anything. Instead she just savored the sensation of Brad again cuming like a firehose in her depths.
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