Trying to Forget
Rachel
I wasn't mistaken about the madness it would be to enter Enrico's room, but the loneliness and emptiness I felt led me to think there would be no harm in enjoying some warm moments with any guy. After all, we had already been intimate before, and one more time wouldn't change much. The damage was already done, at least in terms of what I considered my only bargaining chip: my virginity.
Facing the door of Enrico's room after several unanswered knocks, I hesitated about going ahead. However, I ended up turning the doorknob and entering anyway.
All doubts disappeared when he pulled me into his arms and began repeating my name, as if dreaming of me. It was exciting to know that a man like Enrico had hot dreams about me.
At that moment, my only desire was to feel the warmth and strength of his body against mine, along with all the sensations that would come during sex, which I couldn't remember experiencing before.
I continued with the up-and-down movements along his length, and as my excitement grew, my movements on his firm yet soft member became faster, savoring the firm texture in my hands.
When I noticed the first signs that he was about to climax, with the tip of his member already moist from pre-ejaculatory fluid, I was completely aroused and ready, motivated by the intensity of Enrico's desire.
“You better stop now,” Enrico interrupted me.
He held my hand to prevent me from continuing the movements. I intended to complain about the interruption. I intended to. But I didn't.
Enrico had just raised his hand on my thigh to my panties, which were quickly pushed aside as his fingers left me speechless and completely stunned, skillfully touching my intimacy and going straight to my most sensitive spot.
“Ah!” I moaned uncontrollably but pleaded right after “Don't stop…”
“I'm not going to stop” Enrico assured with determination in his husky and sensual voice “Open your legs for me.”
The request left me both embarrassed and excited—I hadn't realized I was keeping them closed, pressed together—and the two feelings engaged in a battle to determine which one would prevail.
But Enrico knew exactly what he was doing, and I couldn't resist complying with his request when the sensations he was arousing in me began to completely overpower me.
“More…” I spoke, longing for him “I want more.”
“What do you want, Rachel? Tell me, and I'll give it to you.”
Wow, that voice whispering in my ear was a powerful stimulant, and along with his fingers on my intimacy, it was making me tremble and very close to an orgasm.
“I want you!”
“I'm here…”
“I want this” I held onto his member “inside me… now.”
Speaking had become difficult when my whole body was tense, on the verge of exploding with pleasure. But I didn't want to reach the climax that way. I want it all!
My words had the desired effect, and soon Enrico was changing our positions again, now leaving me on my back on the mattress and positioning himself on top of me. It was clear he was as or even more excited than I was, not just because of the hardness of his member against my pelvis, but also from the expression of pure desire on his face.
In a few minutes, our clothes were ripped off by Enrico, who seemed to be in as much of a hurry as I was, and when he kissed me again, his tongue provocatively driving me crazy by mimicking extremely sexual movements as it entered and exited my mouth, in a maddening dance.
I couldn't bear the desire any longer. I needed more. I needed Enrico inside me, and so I took the initiative once again, trying to hasten the long-awaited moment.
I took one of my hands between our bodies, touching him again, while the other roamed freely over his back, squeezing and scratching him mercilessly.
“I need you now” I spoke in his ear, and then I bit his earlobe “Now, Enrico.”
More explicit than that was impossible, but Enrico was trying to torture me, he must be! He continued kissing me and once again prevented me from continuing to masturbate him as I intended.
“I want to hear the words,” he said with a smile “What do you want, Rachel? Do you want me to fuck you? Is that what you want?”
He's cruel, and his intention had just become quite clear. He wants me to beg. I don't mind doing that. I brought my mouth to his ear once again.
“Fuck me, Enrico” I spoke with a sensual voice “I want to be fucked really hard…”
I felt Enrico's entire body stiffen at that moment, and quite unexpectedly, he took control of the situation, and without further delay, his member was being forced against my already well-lubricated entrance.
As he began to invade my body without any delicacy, a burning sensation became increasingly uncomfortable and painful as his entire length entered.
But before I could tell him to stop, as the pleasure I was feeling before had been replaced by pain, in a quick and single thrust, Enrico was completing inside me.
I closed my eyes and had to keep my jaw clenched to avoid screaming from the piercing and unpleasant pain I was feeling. The pain was terrible and uncomfortable, my urge was to scream, and remaining quiet and silent in such a situation left me unable to breathe, given the tension I was desperately trying to control.
Enrico seemed to realize that something was wrong, and to my complete relief, he didn't continue with the movements, although he was still fully inside me, his body also seeming tense from the effort to remain in that same position.
How did all of this change so quickly? I lamented in thought and felt a chaste and tender kiss being placed on my forehead, something that had the power to alleviate all the terrible sensations that were afflicting me at that moment.
“What's happening, Rachel?”
Despite the room's dimness, when I opened my eyes to face him, Enrico's features and the uncertainty in his restless eyes were visible.
“Everything was wonderful, but suddenly the pain became too strong,” I said the truth “It shouldn't hurt this much, right?”
I was asking a question because I had no basis for comparison, after all, my only time had been with him, and I was too drunk to remember.
“You're extremely tight, and your pussy is almost strangling me” The harshness of the words was softened by the sensual kiss on my lips “Like you're still a virgin.”
After another kiss my body seemed to be getting used to his, the pain was gradually being forgotten.
“A not-so-innocent virgin” Enrico jokes, seeming delighted with the situation.
I smiled too at how he said that, but his kisses were enveloping me so that any other concern became insignificant, and the tension in my body completely disappeared. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back, and we stayed like that for some time without him withdrawing from inside me. Gradually, I felt him in a more pleasurable way, especially when he took one of his hands between our bodies and skillfully stimulated my clitoris again.
“Ahhh” Pleasure was unbelievably great now “Delicious... so delicious.”
Enrico had resumed moving almost gradually, but the wonderful and exciting sensations were already surpassing anything else, and I mimicked him, also going towards his body. Soon Enrico was withdrawing from inside me and entering again, slowly and torturous, but now everything was pleasure and desire.
As his movements became faster and more powerful, the only screams I thought of giving were of extreme pleasure, torturous and enveloping, taking me to the peak in such an intense way, as I never imagined it would be.
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