Land of the end

“Take off that dress,” I instructed.

The dress dutifully fell to the floor.

She was standing in my bedroom while I sat in an armchair, sipping a glass of whiskey.

We’d been speaking online for a while and I’d taken her out for dinner a few times. This evening I’d invited her over for food and afterwards suggested we moved things upstairs.

I smiled as I looked her up and down, her beautiful curved figure and the sense of trepidation that was etched across her pretty face.

“So you want to learn?” I asked, placing the glass on the bedside table.

“Yes,” she replied quickly.

I raised my eyebrows.

“Yes, Sir. I would like that,” she quickly corrected herself.

“Sit,” I said, motioning her towards me.

She quickly walked over on the tips of her toes before gracefully sliding herself on to my lap. I placed one around her, whilst my other hand fell on to her thigh.

“You’re a virgin?” I asked.

“Yes, Sir,” replied, her voice already a few octaves higher.

“And this is what you want?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I started to inch my hand further up her thigh.

“Okay, we will take things slowly at first.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered, her voice getting higher and more breathless with each passing second.

“Good girl,” I smiled, as I pulled her in for a soft kiss, our lips barely parted. My hand drifted further up her leg, until it was hovering over her black underwear.

I looked her straight in the eyes as I started to stroke her through the fabric. She was already dripping wet in anticipation. ‘Poor little thing,’ I thought with a smile, ‘so wet already. So innocent.’

“You will always refer to me as Sir,” I said firmly as I stroked her pussy a little faster. “Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, a soft moan escaping her lips.

I slipped my hand beneath the fabric and dipped my fingers inside her dripping wet, virgin pussy. “This pussy belongs to me to use as I please, is that understood?”

“Yes… Sir,” she gasped, forcing the word out through her moans.

My fingers drifted up to her clit and started to stroke, circling it faster and pressing in harder and harder. She was shaking and holding onto me desperately. I moved my hand to her hair and held her steady so she was looking straight into my eyes.

“Your orgasms belong to me,” I growled as I held her close and kept stroking that tight, virgin pussy faster and faster. “Is that understood?”

Her eyes were almost rolling back in her head and her nails were digging tightly into my skin through my shirt. She was breathless and gasping, trying desperately to force out the words.

“Yes… Sir.” Her words were barely audible as she fought to hold herself together.

I pulled her in close for a hard kiss before holding her into my body so I could whisper into her ear.

“Good girl, now you may cum for me.”

With a desperate scream of “Ohhh Sir, Ohhh fuck Sir,” she came. Her first orgasm from someone else’s touch.

I held her close into my body as I kept stroking her clit. “That’s it baby,” I whispered soothingly, “cum for Sir. Keep cumming for me. That’s my good girl.”

She gripped me tighter, shook and bucked on my lap, but my arm around her kept her pressed into my body as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through her.

As the orgasm subsided I loosened my hold on her and turned her face, full of tears from the sensation, to mine. “What do you say now?” I asked gently.

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered.

“Good girl,” I smiled, as I picked her up, carried her to the bed, and laid her down gently. She was still shaking and gasping for air as I turned and undressed. My trousers were soaking wet from her cum, but it was a cleaning bill I was happy to foot.

She was starting to regain her composure as I climbed onto the bed and pressed her down into the sheets, holding her wrists above her head with one firm hand.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“Yes, Sir,” she nodded hungrily. Her eyes still watery but full of anticipation.

“Okay,” I smiled as I started to tease her with the tip of my cock, pressing in gently and stroking up and down, covering the tip with her cum.

She shook as she felt me and arched herself into my body. I watched her eyes roll back as inch by inch, I filled her soaking wet, virgin pussy for the very first time.

“Fuuuucckkk, Sir,” she gasped as she stretch around me. I knew she was going to be tight, but without the intense foreplay I don’t think she could have taken me.

I started to stroke, slowly and gently at first, easing myself into her, giving her a little bit more of my cock every time. My other hand drifted into her hair, grabbing a fistful and forcing her to look down at my cock filling her pussy over and over again as I finally gave her every single inch.

“I’m proud of you, baby,” I smiled as I started to fuck her harder. “Taking all of Sir’s cock on your first try.”

She shivered as the words left my lips and her eyes started to roll back again.

I was pounding her as hard as I dared now, fucking her virgin pussy as fast and deep as she could take. I could feel another orgasm rising inside her.

I turned her to face me again and looked straight into her eyes.

“Who do you belong to?” I growled.

“You, Sir,” she moaned, desperately.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” I moved in closer so we were barely inches apart and she couldn’t avoid my gaze.

“You… Sir.” Every syllable having to fight its way out of her pretty little mouth.

“Who do your orgasms belong to?” I asked, our faces almost touching.

“You… Sir,” she gasped, almost silently, completely overcome by the moment, unused to holding herself on the edge like this.

With a sharp, hard kiss, I growled, “Good girl, you may cum.”

Her whole body bucked beneath me as I felt her tight, wet, virgin pussy, cover my cock with her cum.

“Oh my God, Sir,” she moaned breathlessly as her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh my God!”

“That’s it baby,” I growled as I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. “You’re all mine baby, all mine. Keep cumming for me.”

“I’m all yours. I’m all yours,” she repeated desperately as I held her down and kept pounding her until with a loud, low moan, I started to cum too.

She let out a primal scream as she felt a man’s cum inside her for the first time. So wet and warm, long strings of it pumped deep into her pussy over and over again until I’d given her every last drop.

We collapsed onto the bed and I turned her to face me, barely conscious and gasping for air.