totally contradicted his personality and lifestyle. All in two days.
He walked toward her, stopping near the edge of the tub.
She stared at his cock like it was the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen. “Wow,” she uttered in an almost reverent tone, her eyes shining with awe.
He silently thanked the goddess of dicks up there for not making her freak out, because he really needed her right now. He couldn’t wait to sheathe himself inside her, feel her warm, wet tightness gloving him. “You’re not afraid of it?” he asked her as she continued to stare.
She didn’t even glance up at his face. “I’ve gotta be popped at some point. For my sake, I was hoping you’d be a comfortable pocket-size Swiss knife but you ended up like THAT, an Italian broadsword!”
He grinned, finding her vocabulary adorable, a curious mix of classy and street. “A rocket ship and a broadsword. My cock has never been complimented so creatively, cara mia .”
She winced. “I don’t have a choice but to take it, do I? All of it?”
“Yes, you have no choice but to take it, but don’t be afraid, piccola. I’d make sure you’ve had at least a couple of trips to heaven before I come a-poppin’.” Merda, that actually rhymed. Her sense of humor was rubbing off on him quickly.
She blushed again but her eyes were mischievous. “Can I touch it?”
He thrust his hips out slightly. “It’s all yours, piccola, ” he said, praying for self-control. He was leaking, his balls tight and churning, demanding release.
Cautiously, her forefinger touched the glistening dome-like crown lightly. He made his cock jerk.
She squealed and jumped back.
He chuckled. “It’s so excited to meet you, is all. Even more excited to meet your kitty cat.”
Giggling, she moved closer again. So close that he could feel her warm breath on his shaft. She had small lips but so luscious, fuller at the bottom, just inches away. He wondered if it could open wide enough to accommodate his girth. She told you she hasn’t blown a dick before. Her lips are as virginal as her pussy, horndog. Take it easy. The thought that everything they’d be doing tonight was practically her first-time experience made him feel like the king of the mountain. At his age, he preferred women who knew all the dirty moves in bed to match his expertise and stamina.
This unfolding experience he was having with Valenna was a novelty to him, but it required all his patience and self-control, which was no small task as her curiosity alone was driving him to the brink.
Tentatively, her fingers encircled his shaft as if it was a fragile china. The feathery touch shot more blood to his groin. He sucked in his breath, his entire body going rigid. It was simply electrifying he literally pulsed in her hand.
“Grip it,” he commanded.
She didn’t need to be told twice. Her fingers tightened around his length, squeezing.
“Aaah, cara mia, that’s so fucking good!”
Her other hand came up to help. Both her palms were now wrapped around his shaft and he was throbbing like his very heart was in her hands.
“Oh wow! This is so….froshing wow!” Her face was aglow with amazement, like a child who just discovered a new, fascinating toy.
“Valenna…” he groaned, clenching his fists.
“It’s so hot…and alive!”
She moved her hand…up and down.
Dio!
He stared at her hands on his cock. Her small fingers could barely cover his circumference but she was working all her ten digits on him and they glided, rubbed and slithered around him with surprising skill.
“Are you sure you haven’t touched a cock before?” he couldn’t help asking her. The thought of her doing this to another man…No, he wouldn’t think about that.
She grinned at him and licked her lips. “Is there any other way to play with this? Haven’t held a cock before but it’s a no-brainer. The skin is so resilient, so firm and yet so silky. The moment you touch it, your hand won’t be able to help