Saul

It was a dream come true. Sirah, tied up on my bed, eyeing me with the same intense need that had eaten away at me for the last five months. I made a show of putting the condom on for her. I ripped the small packet open with my teeth. When I placed the condom over the tip of my cock, Sirah’s eyes were glued to me.

I hadn't expected her response to be this heated, but I sure as fuck wasn't about to complain. I rolled the condom over my dick before I slipped my fingers beneath her red pyjama bottoms and pulled them down. She had a small patch of curls above her pussy.

I fell in love with her big bouncy curls, and I loved the little triangle of curls above her cunt just as much. My cock twitched within the condom that I would be taking off shortly as my eyes took in her darker shade of labia only to target the deep dark pink peaking out, teasing me with its wet glistening opening.

Yes, fucking finally. Five months of incessant wanking and imagining what her pussy would look, taste, and feel like .

I spread her thighs open as wide as they would go and inhaled the familiar, sweet, musky scent. I replaced many of her panties because I took so many of hers from her laundry basket. I licked my lips before I slid my tongue along her pussy until I felt her soft hair against the tip of my tongue. Her soft gasp made me smile against her pubic hair.

She had no idea how long or how hard I would fuck her this Christmas. I buried my face into her cunt and began to eat her pussy like it was a five-course meal. I pierced my tongue into her delicious hole until she writhed around like a snake, trying to escape another predator.

Her cries of pleasure filled my bedroom, the same fucking bedroom where I spent months of lying awake at night plotting and planning how to lock my little bird up. I pulled back to trail my tongue back towards her clit.

“…please,” she panted as she tugged uselessly at her bound wrists.

I lifted her legs to place them over my shoulders because when I folded her over, she wouldn't see me slip the condom off. I hadn't fucked anyone in six months, and I sure as shit would never risk giving her any disease like her ex. If she was pissed, I had my test results in the drawer, but I would be fucking her bareback every single time. There would never be anything between us.

“Do you need my dick, Sirah?” I said as I slowly peeled the condom off, careful not to touch her ass as I did so.

She nodded and raised herself, using her legs against my shoulders. I tossed the condom off the bed and rubbed my dick along her wet slit.

“Are you sure you can take all of me?” I taunted and loved the instant glare I earned from her.

With a chuckle, I glanced down and began to feed her my cock. Her hot wet pussy clasped the sensitive tip of my cock, and my amusement vanished. This had been my most prolonged period without fucking someone, but this was Sirah, my obsession, my perfect woman. I leaned over her, folding her body, and surged inside of her.

We both moaned, and I reached for her wrists to hold them as I pulled back and drove inside her open wet cunt. There was no need for lube with my girl. She took my length and girth like a trooper. I glanced at her breasts to see her swollen nipples.

“I want to see those tits dance for me when I fuck you,” I said when I brought my eye to hers.

My balls tightened up when I saw the burning desire in her warm, amber-brown eyes. This beautiful woman had no idea of how far I was willing to go to keep her, but when her womb was swimming with my seed and the fact that she hadn’t been on any birth control pills for forty-eight days, it was the perfect storm for my madness to embrace.

I settled my knees beneath her thighs and drove myself deep inside her pussy, using all my weight to slap against her flesh, rejoicing at the sound as it joined in with her scream. My heart was ready to explode when I felt my heavy balls slap against her pussy. It wasn't enough. I ground myself against her, needing to feel every inch of my girl’s pussy.

I rotated my hips just as she clenched around me, her pussy began to flutter, but I needed to cum inside her when she came. I pulled back, ignoring her protests and began to fuck her hard and fast. Her breasts shook each I piled into her, and my balls began to tighten and ache, but it only made me fuck her harder. Our bodies slapped against each other until I could feel her soak my balls with her need.

“Sirah, Sirah, Siraaaah, cum for me, baby,” I groaned, knowing I wouldn't last long.

I slammed down against her open thighs and tightened my grip on her wrists as she let out a long, guttural series of raw groans. Her pussy clamped down on my dick, milking me until I shot my cum deep inside of her. My eyes remained on Sirah as the pleasure twisted her features, causing her to grimace, but she had never looked more beautiful to me.

I continued to move inside her as another gush of cum sprayed her insides. I wanted to keep pushing it towards her cervix. Her swollen pink lips beckoned to me, and as my cock twitched inside her, I captured her lips, slowly plundering her mouth, claiming her as mine.

We were still breathing heavily, but it didn't stop either of us from exploring one another through our kiss. When she paused, I lifted my head to see her black eyebrows furrowed together in concern.

“I think the condom burst,” she said with her lower lip trembling.

I paused to release her wrists from my biting grip before I wrapped my arms around her and placed my head beside hers on the pillow.

“I swear you have nothing to worry about. I'm clean, I have the paperwork, and I've not had sex in six months,” I said honestly. “I would never risk either one of us like that.”

Her body relaxed beneath me, and it dawned on me that even after waiting for as long as I did, her ex left her scarred. I held her close, needing to let her feel me in her, around her, because I wouldn't let any harm befall her.

Isn't that why birds were kept in cages?