As the thoughts of him emptying his balls into her willing mouth saturated her sex-hazed mind, he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up.

"Lie down on the bed," he instructed her, as her lips released him with a 'pop'.

On unsteady legs, Sarah rose from the floor and climbed onto his bed. She watched from the corner of her eye as Dominic stood up, his stiff cock swinging in front of him,

"On your front," he said softly.

As she lay on the crumpled sheets and rested her head on his pillows, she breathed in deep; they smelled of him.

"You look tense. Let me loosen you up a bit."

All of this was so new and not a little daunting to Sarah. She knew what to expect, but that didn't help calm her nerves as she felt him straddle her thighs. The hairs on his legs tickled the sensitive skin on her own as he sat back. Sarah held her breath as she watched a hand reach out and pick up the bottle of baby oil from the bedside table.

"Just relax."

Droplets pitter-pattered on her back and shoulders as Dominic began to pour the clear liquid on her skin. It trickled between her shoulder blades and ran in small rivers to pool in her lower back. The cap was clicked shut and the bottle replaced as she waited for his hands. They were soft but firm as they started to spread the oil along her spine. It felt absolutely wonderful; she'd never had a massage before. Dominic carefully caressed, rolled and kneaded every inch of her back, from the nape of her neck, to the curve of her buttocks.

A gentle sigh was lost in the fluffy pillows as his powerful hands grabbed her hips. He worked her pliable flesh firmly, stretching and flexing every muscle and tendon as he worked his way across her body. It all felt so wonderful Sarah didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Whimpers of pleasure were unavoidable as his expert fingers glided along her side and around the curve of her breasts.

He took the bottle of oil and clicked the lid back open as he shuffled lower, his knees now cradling her own. Droplets speckled her ass, before he slid his slick palms over the glossy liquid and slowly worked it into her. Each time his hands clasped her cheeks and parted them, Sarah's sopping pussy lips parted and she involuntarily clenched. Her eyes rolled as her teeth sank into her bottom lip. The massage had definitely now moved onto something else.

With one more quick squeeze of the bottle, Dominic watched the glistening rivulets run down the crack of her bottom and between the valleys of her cleft. He clicked the lid shut and discarded the bottle onto a pile a laundry on the floor. Sarah almost screamed as Dominic, in one long slow motion, ran his warm hand down between her ass cheeks and over her inflamed sex.

As he rubbed her pussy, her hips lifted from the bed, rolling slowly as her bum stuck up in the air. His slick hand glided almost frictionless over her pouting sex, causing her to moan loudly like she was in heat. Embarrassed by how vocal she was being, Sarah buried her face into a pillow and bit into it. She wanted to tell Dom how long she had dreamt of something like this happening to her, but all she could think was, 'what would my mother say?!'

Sarah almost lost her mind when she felt Dominic lean forward and start to rub his big cock between her oily cheeks. It glided effortlessly back and forth, hot and lubricated.

"You feel that, Sarah?" he whispered into her ear. "I'm so hard for you right now."

"Mmm," was all she was able to reply.

"Do you want this?"

"I, I..." she struggled, gasping for enough breath to form the words.

Dominic lowered his mouth to her ear and nibbled her earlobe softly. He almost growled in his husky voice, "Do you want me inside you?"

"Y-Yes," Sarah whimpered.

"Then make me believe it," he toyed, angling down and teasing the head of his cock between her parted velvet lips.

"Please, Dom," she pleaded. "I need you to fuck me!"

Without another word spoken, he rolled his hips forward and speared deep into her tight virgin pussy. Sarah seized the sheets in a white-knuckled death grip as she felt him enter her. It was so hot it felt like her core was burning. She could feel the ridge around the head of his cock as it plunged deeper, raking against the soft insides of her walls. The sensation was incredible, she felt so stretched and full. She finally felt complete.

Sarah was so tight it gave Dom the impression of his cock being seized in a vice of hot liquid silk. He took it easy at first and inched slowly into her gooey depths, planting soft kisses on the back of her neck as he did so. With each gentle nudge into her inexperienced centre, she gasped and hissed out laboured breaths of sweet agony. For Dom, giving pleasure meant receiving pleasure, and this was absolutely wonderful.

After several minutes Sarah began to loosen up. To make things a little easier on them both, he lifted her gently by the hips and settled her body onto her knees. She was shaking a little from the flood of adrenaline coursing through her veins, and wouldn't have been able to stand even if the house had been on fire. With her pert little peach of a bottom sticking up in the air invitingly, Dom lined his thick cock back up with her swollen pussy and glided it back inside her.

He fell into a steady rhythm as the sounds of his thighs slapping her ass filled the room. Seeing Sarah's fingers curling his crumpled sheets into her fists only made him want to fuck her harder. As he looked down and watched his glossy cock disappearing into her body, he smiled and gently worked his fingertip into her ass. It was tight as he wriggled it a little further inside her bum.

"Fuck, Dom, you bad boy! Oh my... Jesus." He just grinned as she leaned back of her own accord, and sank herself onto his cock and finger as deep as they would go. With that sort of encouragement, what man could resist? Sarah wailed as Dom began to thrust faster and harder. "Oh, for the love of... Oh!"

Words tumbled from her mouth as she began to mumble unintelligibly. Her body was experiencing more sexual stimulation than she'd ever dreamt possible, and her mind was having trouble processing it all. Her pussy ached, her back and knees were sore; it was everything she'd hoped it would be and more. As Dom reached up and gripped her left shoulder for leverage, he removed his finger from her ass and gripped her hip as his thighs slapped against her ever louder.

With one quick downward swipe, Dominic brought his hand down onto her bottom with a loud 'whack'. Sarah's flesh rippled as the hard spank left a burning imprint of a hand on her ass. The warm, tight sensation of stinging skin set in motion a chain reaction which radiated through her body. She bit into the pillow and screamed as her legs began to shudder and spasm. She felt a wave of something catastrophic beginning to tear through her body, raking along her muscles and setting fire to every single nerve ending.

Sarah's entire body set alight as she became inflamed in wet electric fire. Her body writhed and shook with the force of the explosion which had started between her legs, but had now spread from the tips of her toes to the hair follicles on her head. Dominic was still sawing in and out of her slowly, and every millimetre of his flesh that stroked her core only stoked the raging inferno of her orgasm. With tears soaking into the soft while cotton of the pillow case, she wished with the last shred of sanity that remained that that moment would last forever.

A wave of euphoria crashed into her as she felt the room begin to spin. It tore through her like a powerful gale coursing onto land from a turbulent, stormy sea. With no thoughts but the messy chaos that a monstrous climax had left behind, Sarah had nothing left. The inevitable comedown was slow and excruciating; it felt like giving something up she wasn't yet ready to leave behind. With barely the strength left to keep her upright on her hands and knees, she leaned forward and slipped off Dom's cock.

Wanting Dom to come as well, she whimpered breathlessly as she rolled onto her back, "I want to see."

With a wince, she watched as he lined up his big, cum-slicked cock and drove it back into her depths, spreading her sore folds of swollen flesh. Each thrust was a beautiful agony she now longed for more than anything. His momentum was urgent and purposeful; he needed to come. As Sarah looked up into his eyes, he brought his mouth to hers and kissed her hard.

"You're my girl, right?" he grunted.

"Yes."

"You're my dirty girl," he stated, slamming his cock into her roughly with each word in order to punctuate the meaning.

"Yes!" she cried out as her flailing arms wrapped around his neck.

He crushed her slender frame against the bed with the weight of his muscular body. His hot skin, slick with sweat, burned against her trembling torso. In a furious flurry of vigorous fucking, his legs shook, and his chest heaved as he gasped desperately for air.

"Oh fuck!" he cried out. "Where?"

Sarah replied by running her hand over her stomach. He pulled out of her quickly and began to stroke his cock energetically as he knelt up. She watched every single pass of his tight fist as he gripped his throbbing length and coaxed himself to the edge.

Sarah tried to imagine what he was feeling, that inevitable tingle of warmth that swells and swells into an overwhelming and uncontrollable urge to just explode. His balls were tight against his body and the muscles in his thighs were taut. With a cry of absolute ecstasy, he threw his head back and began to jut his hips. His stroking motion faltered as his balls clenched and a huge, arching jet of thick white cum shot out of the head of his cock.

The hot fluid coated her body from chin to navel as it landed on her. Sarah's eyes went wide with wonder as she watched his hard shaft pulsate and twitch. More and more cum throbbed out of him onto her torso. She could feel every drop that touched her, it felt like it was burning her skin.

When Dominic's balls were completely drained and he had nothing left to give, he collapsed onto his side on the bed next to Sarah and let out a deep, tortured groan.

"Oh fuck," he moaned between gritted teeth, as his hands cupped his balls. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and his chest was heaving as he tried to suck in enough air to continue breathing.

"You okay?" asked Sarah quietly through a fuzzy warmth of post-orgasmic haze.

"Yeah," replied Dom as he rolled onto his back and started chuckling. "Just making sure nothing came loose down there. Jesus!"

Whilst Dom was giving himself a medical, Sarah slowly traced a fingertip through the copious pools of semen splattered all over her body. She could smell the musk of him all over herself, it made her feel lightheaded and dizzy. Dom glanced over just as curiosity got the better of her. She wiped a droplet of the warm liquid from her chin and slipped the finger into her mouth. It tasted salty and not at all like she'd expected a man's cum to taste.

"Mmm," teased Dom, as he propped his head up on his arm. "Now that's fucking hot."

Sarah blushed at his words and slipped the finger from her mouth, she hadn't realised he'd been watching her.

"You know, if you ask me nicely, next time I might just let you suck me off."

That comment earned him another playful slap as they once again burst out laughing.

***

Having showered her aching body and changed into some baggy clothes, Sarah now stood in the kitchen. She was cutting up a pineapple at the counter when she heard bare feet padding across the floor behind her.

"Hi."

"Hi," she replied quietly, trying to keep her cool.

"You okay?" Dom asked. "You know, about earlier? I wasn't sure if maybe you'd had second thoughts." Sarah turned around and looked at him. His jeans were slung low on his muscular hips, the corse hair on his stomach just visible as his white tee shirt rode up. He had his right hand resting on his head, with his fingers wound through his shaggy dark hair. The unsure look on his face was cute.

"Honestly?" she replied, to which he nodded. "It was incredible. I've never come that hard before."

The fact that she'd whispered those words across the kitchen made him smile; they were the only two people in the house. He sauntered over to her, smooth as silk, and roughly pinned Sarah's body against the kitchen counter. She gasped, but smiled as his hands seized her wrists and his warm, firm body pressed into her.

"You know," he said quietly. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."

His voice was like honey, it made her cheeks flush just hearing him speak like that. She could feel the bulge in his jeans pressing against her abdomen. Sarah nibbled her bottom lip and pretended that she wasn't already aching for round two.

"I was so hard in the shower."

Their mouths collided in passionate press of hot, soft flesh. Their tongues twirled together, stroking each others' in a lust-fuelled fervour. By the time they came up for air, Sarah was panting and felt lightheaded.

"Dom," she whispered breathlessly, "you're such a bad boy!"

"And you're my dirty girl. I'd say that makes us a perfect match."

His hands tightened on her wrists as she felt an involuntary flutter of anxious pleasure prick her skin. What Dom could feel was her pulse; her heart was racing.

"I was thinking that after you finish chopping up that pineapple, you could give me the guided tour to your bedroom. I'm dying to get you back into bed." He placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered quietly, "I wonder if I could make you scream for mercy."

Sarah leaned back and gazed into his big, steel-blue eyes. She licked at her dry lips and after taking a moment to arrange the words she wanted to say, replied, "Fuck the pineapple. Let's go."