Sapphire Rey - Seducing Miss Cecily

Deep inside of her, she felt a pressure begin to build, hot and heavy, one that threatened to overwhelm her. Spreading her legs wider, her hips seemed to start to buck of their own volition, this incredible sensation building and building, twisting her mind and her body until all she felt and saw and smelled was Robert. His fingers inside of her, his lips on her cunt, his head between her legs.

“Come for me, Cecily!” Robert demanded, knowing that his own self-control was starting to slip. He needed to be inside of her. Soon. “Let go, pet, and allow it to happen.”

At his urging, she did, and wave after wave of incredible pleasure crashed over her, pulling her along like an ocean tide. Her body shook and convulsed, swamping her with delight. Still, she longed for more, the ache between her legs not completely satisfied.

Looking down with glazed eyes, she saw Robert grinning at her. “That was amazing,” she breathed, not knowing what else to say. “But I need…” She flushed red, despite what he’d just done to her, unable to articulate what she wanted.

“You need to be properly fucked, Cecily,” Robert whispered as he stood and leaned over her where she still lay prone on the bed. “And I am going to fuck you. Hard and fast, so hard and so well you’ll never want another.” And then he was over her, his body ready to mate with hers. And Cecily thought she’d never seen anything more predatory than the gleam in his eyes at that precise moment.

Robert was beyond ready to mount Cecily, his prized virgin flesh. He needed her so badly that he ached, his balls throbbing with the need for release. And now, he would have her.

Swiftly, he parted her legs, not allowing her any time to think about what he was about to do. Then, he was there, his cock throbbing and pressing on her cunt. She wiggled a bit beneath him, but she didn’t try to run or get away which gratified him. It meant she still wanted this; she wanted what some women considered a violation. She wanted him to fuck her. And he had every intention of giving her what she wanted.

She was wet, so wet that he could hardly believe it. Never had he encountered a woman, particularly a virgin, this eager for his cock.

Pressing himself in a few inches, Cecily gasped, but again, didn’t push him away. Instead, she spread her legs farther apart, as if instinctively knowing that it would make things easier. Moving again, his blunt tip slid deeper inside of her, inch by precious inch. She was beyond tight, beyond wet. Then, he could feel her virgin barrier. With a single hard thrust, he was through it. She moaned in pain and he wished he could have spared her that, but he couldn’t.

This was part of what turned him on, that unique feeling of piercing her maidenhead with his cock. It was also part of why he loved virgins so much, what he found so exquisite about them. The very idea of knowing that he was the first to claim their bodies gave him a feeling like no other.

When he was certain that Cecily had adjusted to his length, he pulled his cock out before plunging back inside of her again, her tightness around him almost more than he could tolerate. She was exquisitely tight, far tighter than he’d ever experienced. It was positively heavenly.

“Robert! Please!” Cecily cried out, her body flooded with sensations, all of them marvelous, as her drove into her. There had been pain, true, but it had paled in comparison to the utterly delicious feelings running through her at the moment, making her nerve endings tingle. “I need you!” She had no idea what she was saying or why she was babbling, but she needed to make him understand that she needed more – whatever more was.

“Hush, pet,” he grunted as he slid into her slickness again, her tightness not easing as he continued to thrust. “Trust me. Just relax.”

So Cecily did, at least for the moment. Then, Robert drove his cock into her cunt once more, going deeper than he had the previous times and she shattered, her orgasm hitting so fast and hard that she thought she might faint. She could feel her body tighten and convulse around his. She thought he would stop then, but she was wrong. Instead, he continued to pump in and out of her, using her body for his own pleasure while driving her mad with her own.

For a moment, she was convinced she was going to die of sheer delight, her hips rocking in time with his. Then, he surprised her by pulling his cock out of her completely and sitting back on hid haunches.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, afraid that she’d offended him in her eagerness. “Whatever it is, Robert, I can fix it. I swear.” Though that would probably be after she was capable of standing once more. At the moment, she was fairly certain her legs wouldn’t support her in the least.

He licked his lips rather lasciviously. Until he’d actually fucked her, Robert hadn’t known if she’d been any good or not. But she was – marvelously so. Enthusiastic and unafraid, she didn’t simply “lie back and take it,” as many untried maidens would have. No, Cecily embraced both his sexuality and hers, showing no fear when she’d encountered his cock. A cock that had, in the past, caused more than one virgin to faint upon seeing it, he was rather proud to admit.

“You’ve done nothing wrong, sweeting.” He smiled at her again as he reached out to stroke her cheek, needed her willing. Even many courtesans wouldn’t be up for what he had in mind next. “But you feel so marvelous around my cock that I’d like to try something else.”

Truth be told, he wasn’t certain how much longer he could last, as his manhood was throbbing and pulsing, just on the verge of being ready to explode. And when he came, it would be inside Cecily’s cunt, spraying her with his cum, marking her as his property. In fact, he thought, he ought to have a collar made for her with that very inscription – “Property of Lord Ashley, Duke of Canterfield.” When this house party was over, he decided he would.

Blinking a few times, Cecily graced him with a small smile, obviously eager for whatever new sensual delight he was willing to show her. “I am at your service, my lord.” Then she turned her head aside in a rather coy fashion and Robert was seized with the need to have her again. Now.

Grabbing her shoulders he turned her so that she was now kneeling on the bed, her ass high in the air. She made that same mewling noise that drove him mad, before gripping her hips tightly and sliding himself home, deep into her waiting cunt.

“Oh, Robert! Yes!” Cecily couldn’t keep from crying out her utter delight as he entered her from behind, his hands roughly grabbing her hips and pulling her back until her arse met his hips, his cock buried in her cunt so deeply that his balls brushed her rear cheeks. “Oh, yes!”

Thrusting hard, Robert couldn’t help himself. She was so tight, so wet, so hot. So perfect. Never had he fucked a virgin this tight. He plunged himself in and out of her with heated need, driving her, claiming her as his own. When he thought she might be cooling a bit, he slapped her ass – hard, so hard that she screamed – but instead of crying, as he suspected she might, she simply begged for more. So he spanked her again and again until her cheeks were red with the imprint of his hands, his balls bouncing against the reddened flesh as he thrust.

Leaning forward, he drove himself in deeper until he felt himself hit yet another barrier, hitting something in her he’d never done in another woman. An animalistic need consumed him and her drove into her harder, fucking her like a dog, his front bent over her back as he pulled at her soft, supple tits, pinching and pulling at her nipples until she was bucking and crying out in unabashed pleasure.