He held himself there—poised at her entrance, the blunt, throbbing head of his cock nestled just inside her slick outer lips, parting them with the barest pressure.
The heat off him was overwhelming—scorching against her cool, quivering flesh, every slow throb sending a ripple through her core. His precum mixed with her arousal in a warm, slippery glide, dripping down her folds and pooling at her ass, making the sheets cling even wetter beneath her.
Sarah's breath came in short, ragged gasps. Her hands still gripped his shaft—trembling fingers wrapped around the impossible thickness, feeling him pulse harder as her body clenched in anticipation.
Hunger warred with fear in her eyes—wide, glassy, tear-streaked.
She was a virgin, untouched, and the reality crashed over her: this godly cock—thick, unyielding, veined like marble carved by sin—would be her first.
It would stretch her, fill her, change her forever.
