My Lust for a College Stud Ch. 04

I was now moaning aloud, relishing Tom's tongue and hand on my sensitive nipples. I wasn't totally passive though, while one of my hands held Tom's head to my chest the other had travelled to his waist and started undoing his belt and zipper. After several minutes of one handed struggle both were undone and Tom taking the hint, pulled away and slid his jeans down leaving him totally naked except for his boxer briefs (these ones were grey and black and no I don't know why I always found their colour so fascinating)

What I also found fascinating was the bulge in the boxers, but this wasn't the bulge I'd seen before this was a massive tenting that actually drew an audible gasp from me. Tom was obviously highly aroused and his massive penis looked to be threatening to rip through the fabric containing it. Without any prompting I fell to my knees in front of him, slipping my fingers into the waistband and pulling down...

My first glimpse of Tom's throbbing erection did not disappoint. I'd already had reason to suspect its size but its true magnificence stunned me. It sprung out from the beneath the fabric and stood proudly at a 40 degree angle from his body, the flushed purplish head pointing at the ceiling. Veins ran across the thick, lengthy shaft and at the base hung his clean shaven scrotum. I instinctively grabbed his member before asking the obvious question "How big is it? You must have measured this thing"

Tom had a smirk on his face clearly pleased with the effect his magnificent manhood was having on me "Do you want the exact measurements? (I nodded eagerly) 10.4 inches long, girth of 6.1 inches" these numbers didn't really mean anything to me other than he was BIG. I manoeuvred his tool in my hands (noticing happily that he had neatly trimmed his pubic area) feeling its weight and gently stroking its length. It felt heavy in my hands, circling my fingers around the base I noticed they were some way off touching, I squeezed slightly and met with tremendous resistance, his cock didn't give at all it was literally as hard as granite. Adding a second hand further up the shaft I began to jerk him off with both hands. Tom leaned his head back and groaned causing me to look up and admire his whole body, his succulent eight pack abs rippling with his steady breathing and his smooth skin flushed slightly with excitement. Unable to resist any longer my head dived forward planting a deep kiss on his cockhead. I began to lick and slurp along the entire length, worshipping his mighty cock.

Tom's moans became loader interspersed with occasional mutterings in his husky voice. "Fuck yeah" I continued to explore and I found myself licking his slit, probing the tip of my tongue inwards. Tom's started bucking his hips in response to this. After several minutes and one particularly forceful hip thrust that caught me off guard Tom's vast helmet managed to slip past my lips and into my mouth. It was a snug fit to be sure but I could manage and my greedy sucking soon continued and seemed to be driving Tom wild, he'd extended a hand to my head and was now running it through my hair, pulling on it slightly when I seemed to do something he really liked. I was determined to get more of this god cock into my mouth but I wasn't stupid I knew there was no chance I'd get all of it down my throat. Placing one hand back on the base of his shaft and the other now cupping his balls I forced another inch or two into my mouth, fighting the desperate urge to gag and ignoring the aching in my jaw and instead focusing on him hoping to bring him unrivalled pleasure.

What I didn't except was for me to experience it. Not for the first time in recent weeks I found myself shuddering and panting as I was hit by an unexpected orgasm that I'd achieved without even touching myself. The energy built up from my earlier near orgasm now released I moaned loudly onto Tom's cock, my juices drenching my panties. Still gasping from this unexpected shockwave I removed Tom's massive member from my mouth with a loud plop and felt oxygen flow into my lungs.

I couldn't help but voice my surprise. Through heavy breaths I managed "I came just from sucking your cock" looking up at him with my amazement clearly etched on my face.

He gave a cocky smile back "The first of many I promise" before he effortlessly scoped me up, draping me across his arms before placing me carefully back on the bed. He wasted no time in going for my panties sliding the sodden fabric down my long smooth legs and then spreading them wide, exposing my steaming pussy. I wanted that big cock in me that very moment, I knew I could manage it, the orgasm I'd just experienced had flooded my opening with lubrication, I could feel some of it seeping out and lathering my lips. I let my feelings be known "Fuck me please!" Instead though Tom was hell bent on torturing me. Giving me a sly grin he responded "Not quite yet" before crouching down to face my dripping slit. As he started planting kisses on my inner thighs and on my pubic mound I literally squealed in frustration, this was torture, my pussy ached for his cock which he was denying me the least he could do was service my angrily pulsing clit. Yet he persisted kissing and caressing everywhere above my knees and below my belly button except the parts that mattered. Even though this probably went on for less than a minute it felt like hours and by the end I was desperately thrusting upwards trying to grind my pussy against his mouth.

Sensing my desperation Tom relented and briefly swished his tongue across my clit. My limbs involuntarily twitched as a jolt of intense pleasure spread across my body. Tom gave it another brief flick with his tongue, then another, ever so slowly building sexual pressure, if I thought I was desperate before you wouldn't believe what I felt now, I was so impossibly aroused I was almost sobbing, I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed the back of his head with my hand and pushed him down desperate for him to make out with my pussy. He didn't disappoint, he lathered attention on my entire opening, licking up the entire length of my slit, swirling his tongue across my clit, probing his tongue as deep into me as he could reach. Meanwhile I was gasping, urgently trying to catch my breath as I struggled to process the feelings radiating from my pussy. Running my hands across Tom's scalp and eagerly thrusting my hips upwards into his face. The myriad of pleasures and techniques being unleashed upon my most delicate area had brought me to the brink of yet another orgasm, my breaths were starting to quicken, my moans had become louder, I had started vocally urging Tom on, begging, pleading with him to make me cum...

But once again he didn't, just as I was about to experience release he once again stopped, leaving me hanging on the edge, I was briefly convinced that I would cum anyway, resting just on the edge or orgasm I seemed to be experiencing some kind of micro orgasm, my pussy walls twitched in anticipation, my clit throbbed and all in all the feelings were incredible, yet despite this I fell just short, Tom staring up at me, his hands holding down both my arms and hips simultaneously stopping me from bringing myself over the edge with my own fingers or bucking my hips up to meet his face. I once again decided to embrace this sexual torture (knowing I would be rewarded later on) and tried to relax as the feelings gently washed over my delicate body, radiating from my feminine core. After the bulk of sensations had subsided and I once again was not under any immediate threat of cumming Tom returned to servicing me. He went gentle this time though, like he was just trying to work me up slightly (not that it was required since I once again found my whole pussy throbbing) delicately running his tongue around my opening and gently kissing my inner lips. He pulled his head back and while maintaining eye contact with me proceeded to insert two fingers into my channel. They slid in with ease, my vagina having been generously lubricated with my own juices. I relished having something inside me, caressing my insides, Tom's fingers working into me just like in my fantasy but his hungry stares at me the whole time made things all the more intense, we never broke eye contact.

After several minutes of gradually intensified finger fucking he began to slow down, I thought he might pull out but instead he curved his fingers up so they were touching the front wall of my vagina and he again began to stroke. I knew immediately what was happening, the awesome sensations I was now experiencing was from Tom hitting my g-spot, I'd never managed it before and now that I was experiencing it I knew I was hooked. It was a slightly different but arguably way more intense type of stimulation from the clit. I couldn't help myself from letting out a long drawn out moan when he first ran his fingertips across the sensitive spot, Tom smiling at the clear look of surprise on my face. After I got used to the new sensations he began to pick up the pace, the long, drawn out slow strokes had been replaced by a combination of aggressive finger thrusts and rapid rhythmic tapping on my g-spot. I never knew I could get so wet, I could feel my juices sloshing around his fingers, I could hear it. Just when I thought things couldn't get any better Tom once again placed his head between my legs and gave my exposed clit another long lick.

My body visibly tensed as the two focal points of my sexuality were stimulated at once. Tom seemed to take my reaction as a nod of approval since he once again planted his lips to my clit, encircling it in his mouth and began to eagerly suck, nibble and tug at it. My god he was basically giving my clit a blowjob and it felt spectacular, unreal, and combined with the continued simulation of my g-spot with his fingers I found myself for the first time that night (but not the last) screaming at the top of my lungs, urging him on, head thrashing wildly against the pillow with a look of contorted pleasure on my face. I knew I was on the brink of an orgasm and I knew it would be a big one. As the pressure built I found myself suddenly with a strange sensation like I needed to pee, I knew what this was though, I'd read about it and thus I ignored the feeling, I just held onto the bedsheets and prepared myself as the orgasm hit...

I saw nothing but black, the world around me ceased to exist for one brief moment, looking back I'm not sure if I very briefly passed out or if all my senses were consumed by the feeling between my legs. What I do know though was that when I again became aware of my surroundings I found myself screaming every profanity you can imagine, wave after wave of almost numbingly intense pleasure flowed to every tip in my body, my hands squeezed the bedsheets, my toes curled, my hips rose of the bed, my back arched, every muscle in my body tensed. This went on for god knows how long, I remember having the most bizarre train of thoughts, I never wanted this to end, it was the best experience ever, the only thing in life worthwhile, yet at the same time I desperately wanted it to stop, the feelings I was experiencing couldn't be natural, I had lost control, I couldn't breathe, it felt so good it was almost painful...

Eventually though my orgasm passed and I calmed down, I found myself exhausted, I barely managed to lift my head off the pillow to look down at Tom, he'd removed the fingers that had been responsible for my earth shattering release and proceeded to look up at me. His face was drenched, mortified I suddenly became aware of the dampness all along my inner thigs and the small puddle I was sitting in. I was very embarrassed but relaxed a bit when I saw Tom's expression.

"That was so hot! That was your first time squirting I guess?" I still hadn't sufficiently caught my breath to offer a verbal response so I just nodded at him. He fetched a towel from one of the nearby drawers and wiped his face clean of my orgasmic discharge, he then dabbed my inner thighs wiping away the worst of my ejaculate.

Still reeling from my first squirting orgasm I was brought back to the present when he tossed the towel aside and climbing onto his knees lined up his rock hard member with my leaking slit. I felt nervous now, yes I desperately wanted his dick in me, I knew I was ready, my cunt was drenched after two toe curling, pussy clenching orgasms, I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by this stud, for him to use me like the slut I was, at least that was my most dominant thought but as I said a little part of me was nervous, seeing his huge dick now next to my tight pussy suddenly made things real, how was I going to fit that thing inside me? It just seemed so big. He playfully slapped his shaft down on my clit a few times, each smack packing much more force than I expected but still eliciting a squeal of delight from me. He then began grinding his dick directly and slowly along my clit, inch after agonizing inch raking across my bud. After reaching the base he laid his mighty member along my lower abdomen (well pushed down is a more accurate term due to its tendency to point upwards) as if to demonstrate its size and how deep it would go inside me, the head easily fell past my belly button.

Clearly sensing my nerves Tom reassured me "Don't worry I'll go slow" before leaning over and giving me a long and tender kiss, me savouring the taste of my own juices on his lips.

Breaking the kiss and leaning back again he rubbed his flaring cockhead along my opening, I watched in fascination as the head became shiny as my juices seeped onto it. I looked up at the presence above me, I felt oddly aroused by my total vulnerability, me on my back my legs spread as wide I could manage while Tom's muscular figure leaned over me, his chiselled face with a look of steely concentration running down to his broad shoulders and strongly defined pectorals which lead to his delicious eight pack abs which themselves paved the way down to the mighty root springing out in front of him which was now prodding and probing at the entrance to my feminine core. He really was incredible, a real life Adonis who was going to fuck me like I'd never been fucked before. I felt nervous, excited, lustful, frightened and desperate all at once, a bizarre mix of emotions that created a cocktail that I found utterly addicting.

With a firm push forward with his hips Tom's cockhead parted my inner lips and rested at my entrance, I could feel myself quivering in anticipation of the invader preparing to assault. With another firm push forward my opening gave way and his bulbous cockhead slid straight in aided by the copious lubrication I was producing. Upon feeling his helmet inside me I couldn't help but gasp, the difference in size was noticeable already, my entrance contorting to accommodate his manhood. Giving me a moment to catch my breath and adjust to his size Tom then pushed in a little further, depositing another inch or two of his shaft into my tunnel. I was now a quivering mess, whimpering that I wanted more of his dick in me. Tom happily obliged and pushed in yet further. Half of Tom's shaft was now embedded within me and I got my first real taste of what I was in for. My pussy had never been this stretched before, my walls gripped his shaft to the point it was painful, I again got to experience how hard his cock was when I lightly squeezed my walls down on his shaft. This actually caused me to give a slight yelp as my walls met the ultimate resistance against Tom's unyielding titanium hard cock, it wasn't so much my walls squeezing him as it was my walls being stretched over him.

Aided by the massive amount of wetness I was producing, another inch was forced in, then another and another. He was deeper than any guy had ever been, he was touching parts of me that had never been touched, that only he could. My eyes had long since been jammed shut as this mighty weapon was forced ever deeper. I heard Tom's voice travel out "We're nearly there..." before the last few inches were deposited inside and I got to experience his cock in all its glory. The whole procedure had taken close to ten minutes of steady inwards thrusting and gyrations to get it all in but I proudly managed to fit every inch of that monster into my poor pussy. Tom leaned forward again and planted a firm and passionate kiss on my lips, his cock just resting inside me. I felt it throbbing, my velvet walls totally enveloping him, caressing every ridge and every vein. I'd never been so totally filled, his head resting on the delicate back wall of my vagina. Just feeling all these sensations along with Tom's hungry kiss on my lips and once again my own arousal snuck up on me as I found myself shuddering and writhing under Tom as another orgasm washed over me, this one triggered just by having his mighty shaft embedded within me.

Tom held me steady as I lashed out on the bed, my walls were contracting forcefully and rhythmically on his unyielding cock, each squeeze causing a massive jolt of pain and pleasure as my sensitive walls were hopelessly stretched over his rod. I found though that each subsequent contraction became less painful and more pleasurable, my pussy was adapting and getting used to his massive dick. By the time the orgasm had subsided my look of pain had been replaced with a sexy grin, I wanted more, I needed more. Tom was going to fuck me any and every way he wanted and I was going to love every waking minute of it.

He wasted no time and not long after my orgasm had subsided he was slowly withdrawing his penis, pulling back so just the head remained inside me only to push all ten inches back in one thrust. I squealed in a mixture of pain and delight and was soon cooing and purring for him to go faster. The pace of his thrusts steadily increased until he was sawing into my pussy at a rapid rate. I looked down at the spectacle before me, his penis was a blur as he ploughed into me with all he had, each thrust was beyond sensational, his massive shaft raked along my g-spot and his head gently prodded the sensitive back wall of my vagina each time he bottomed out. I knew that this treatment would very quickly send me over the edge but what I didn't know was what this edge consisted off. My fourth orgasm of the night hit me with comparable force to the others, sending me spiralling into a maelstrom of sexual bliss. However despite my walls clamping down fiercely on Tom's dick he continued to plough into me aided by the now gushing juices I was producing. Consequently the sensations didn't stop, his continued thrusting building up enough sexual energy to send me into another orgasm before the former could even properly end. I tried to count how many times I came but it was an impossible task, at times it was hard to tell when one orgasm ended and the second began and after a while of this ruthless unleashing of sexual pleasure on my poor body my mind seemed to be in a state of delirium, I was totally fuck drunk, not able to do anything or care about anything other than experience more pleasure.

I managed to open my eyes and gaze lustfully at Tom, he looked incredible, better than my fantasies. A very slight sheen of sweat had formed on Tom's skin symptoms of the marathon pounding he was giving me. Veins bulged in his arms as the blood pumped around his hugely aroused body. I admired how his abdominals flexed as he thrust into me and also noticed how his lower abdomen was lusciously coated with liquid, at some point I'd obviously squirted again and sprayed his lower abdomen with my juices.

Slowing down only slightly he grabbed my legs and draped them over his shoulders, my body was contorting to accommodate him, my butt perched slightly in the air offering him greater access into my depths. With an animal thrust he bottomed out into my pussy again but this time the new angle and aggressive nature of the thrust meant his cockhead bumped roughly into my cervix. I confess a little part of me found the sharp pain pleasurable but most of me just found it, well, painful. I let out a slight cry and clearly noticing what he'd done Tom's look of steely erotic concentration had been replaced with one of genuine concern. "Shit! Sorry! Are you OK?"