The night began like any other, with conversation and laughter filling the cozy living room of my boyfriend's apartment. We were curled up on the couch, our bodies pressed close together as we sipped on glasses of wine and chatted about our days. But as the evening wore on, I could feel the sexual tension between us growing stronger.
Finally, we decided to put on a movie, but I knew neither of us would be paying much attention to the screen. As the opening credits rolled, we found ourselves inching closer and closer together, our hands exploring each other's bodies in the dim light of the television.
His lips found mine, and we kissed deeply, our tongues dancing together as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. I could feel his growing arousal pressing against me, and I knew that it was time.
"Are you ready?" he whispered in my ear, his voice low and husky.
I hesitated, not quite ready to take that step yet. But then, he suggested an alternative that made my heart race with desire.
"How about this?" he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He unzipped his pants, and I felt a surge of excitement as I saw what was hiding beneath.
His cock was huge, at least 9 inches, and I felt a pang of nervousness. But I pushed aside my doubts and leaned in, taking him into my mouth.
He groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as I began to suck. I struggled at first, the size of him overwhelming. But I quickly found my rhythm, my head bobbing up and down as I pleasured him.
"That's it, you're such a good little cock-sucker," he teased, and I shot him a playful glare.
"Shut up, you," I said, my voice muffled by his cock.
He laughed, his hips thrusting forward as I continued to suck. I could feel myself growing wetter and wetter, my own desire building as I pleasured him.
But I knew that I wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside of me, to be completely and totally claimed by him.
"Please," I whispered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I want you."
He didn't need any more convincing. He pulled me to my feet, his hands gripping my hips as he guided me to the bedroom.
And that's where our story really begins.
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