Where The Heart Is

Grunting painfully, my vision is blurring from the unbelievable pressure in my nether region, the pain is unprecedented having so much cock so deep inside of me that I can almost taste the pre-cum leaking from his tip in the back of my throat. I then feel Tim bring both of his hands to my hips before pulling his solid penis a little ways out of my battered cunt. Almost immediately he smoothes his large hands around over my ass to cup both cheeks and lifting the heavy globes up and off of my thighs before finally snapping his hips back against my ass and the back of my thighs

"Tiimmm!," I half moan, half scream in utter sexual agony at feeling something pop and shift painfully in my lower stomach from the impossibly deep stroke of his organ piercing dick. This motherfucker is trying to kill me with that thing.

"Uugghh fuck you're toooo deeepppp baby!! Hold up, wait!!" I cry out miserably feeling his massive dick pulsing strongly plugged into the very end of my vaginal passage.

"Uugh take it girl! You know you like that dick up in you; ugghh your pussy is so tight." He says as he begins grinding his pelvis against my plump ass in little circles effectively stirring his buried rod in my snatch like he is churning butter.

"Aye papi, soooo fucking huge, you feel so damn big in meee!!! I shout not really being able to express just how powerful the impact his brutal treatment of my poor pussy is having on my fragile mind.

With both of his hands securely wrapped around my waist, he begins a savage fucking motion with our bodies sawing his heavy prick in and out of my defeated cunt. My overflow of moisture is prevalent as the noises being produced by his stabbing penis into my drenched tunnel nearly overlap the sounds coming from our mouths.

Every single bone jarring thrust of his unforgiving cock brings forth a weak scream from my parched lips as his dick head reopens my cervical opening on each entry. I completely concede to his dominance over my body as he continues drilling my bruised hole for the next ten minutes.

Finally after experiencing at least two more mind melting orgasms I notice an almost imperceptible change in the speed of his punishing strokes, and his rhythm begins to falter; he is no longer pulling his penis all the way out of me before shoving right back in to the bottom of my hole.

His enormous member grows incredibly larger inside of my quivering pussy and after one last merciless thrust against my uterus, Tim pulls his bulging shaft from me in one long uninterrupted out stroke. For a moment I fear he may actually have my small intestine wrapped around the head of his dick.

"Oohh shit!!" I moan raggedly half in surprise and half in relief at the sudden and hopeful end to this grueling experience.

"Turn around baby, come and get this nut." I hear Tim snarl out to me after having taken a couple of steps away from the couch to give me space to pivot.

With whatever strength I still possess I make myself turn around in place sitting on the comfortable large seat cushion of the nice sofa and facing his sweaty, panting form.

One look at his pulsing manhood swaying heavily before my eyes absolutely smeared with my thick whitish cunt cream all the way to the root causes a rush of feminine pride at being able to take his entire prick; which is quickly followed by an uncharacteristic embarrassed feeling at having reacted in the manner that I had during our session. Exhausted as I am though, I cannot help but admire the work this boy has just put in on my annihilated pussy and here I am staring at the evidence of the bevy of pleasure received by me coating his manhood.

Tim purposefully steps toward me at the same time as I am leaning forward reaching out once again with my left hand to grasp the thick member in the middle of its curve. Giving the vibrating appendage a firm squeeze, I then stroke my fist up his slimy shaft towards the crown when I feel the trembles of his body turn to full out shaking and his penis flexes powerfully in my hand.

As I am glancing up to see Tim throw his head back groaning out that he was going to cum I feel his engorged cock give a mighty lurch in my fisted hand proceeded by a strong stream of male ejaculate spraying out of the pee slit in the center of the head and land over my right eye and across the bridge of my nose.

I gasp sharply, my mouth forming a small 'O' as I am startled a little by the force of his release, allowing most of the salty discharge from the very next stream from his member to enter into my mouth. The gasp turns into pleased moans as Tim continues spraying his warm seed all over my hair and face. All the while I am lightly stroking his pulsing cock, rubbing my pussy cream into the skin covering the beautiful piece of flesh.

By the time he has finished spurting his essence on my face, I have swallowed most of his cum with the rest currently covering my right eye, left cheek, chin and forehead.

I am still holding his heavy cock as it starts to deflate, but before it completely recedes to its resting position I lift the mighty weapon up to my full lips and place a loving kiss on the slippery head.

End Flashback

Opening my eyes, I sit patiently still while my mind attempts to gain control of my breathing as I allow the memory of my unforgettable first time giving myself to the man who still holds my heart to fade.

Composing myself before I risk a glance at the elderly woman seated to my right on this business class flight to Pittsburgh, PA. The daydream has unfortunately left behind physical traces on my body from the intensity of the vivid scene being replayed in my mind's eye.

Beads of sweat are dotted along my forehead while my nipples are standing out like bullet tips pressed against the thick fabric of my tan cotton turtleneck sweater; and my cream colored thong panties beneath my navy blue pencil skirt are absolutely soaked with my juices and sticking my flowering lower lips.

I quietly sniff the air of the crowded compartment of the large Airline Jet and the aroma wafting through my flared nostrils reveals that my arousal is indeed quite noticeable in the atmosphere in the confined space of the plane; well at least in my row of seats. I almost feel bad for the aging woman sitting next to me having to inhale the strong scent as I finally cast my eyes fully in her direction and we share a smile.

The captain soon comes over the speakers instructing us passengers to fasten our seatbelts as he is bringing us around for landing.

Well erotic memories aside it is almost time to face the music; I am coming home for to place of my greatest joy, and my worst sorrow. Nervousness permeates through my entire being at the prospect at seeing him again. I have not set foot in this town since that fateful day when I was forced to make the decision to save my own life; nor have I spoken to him in all the time I have been away.

Though I know it is possibly, I seriously doubt I will be able to avoid seeing Timothy Simmons before I once again leave the place that holds such a large part of my history.

I close my eyes against the flare up of my childhood fear of flying I thought I had banished as the expected turbulence of the plane rapidly decreasing altitude presents itself symbolically for what the next few weeks of my life promises to be.

It is most certainly not sweet, but it is home...

To Be Continued....