she watched him with a mixture of curiosity and desire. His movements were deliberate and confident. she couldn't help but be struck by his sheer physical presence. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, and she could see the strength and power in his body. he was indeed a beast, a beautiful beast.
She felt her mouth parched and she gulped.
He lowered his breeches and that thing springs forth like some kind of beautiful monster. Very long, heavy and thick, the foreskin completely pulled back to reveal a very large head, pulsing with desire.
She finally gets to see it, in the rising morning sun! The shaft was so thick, there's no way he was hiding it inside his caftan. He was as long as her forearm, almost obscenely huge. But the skin was so smooth, veiny and the colour of it was two shades darker than his body colour.
She felt a rush of heat between her thighs as she took in his impressive size, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Even the veins looked delicious, long, thick, undulating ribbons just barely under the surface. She knew she was in too deep now, and there was no turning back. She had uncovered something dangerous yet appealing, something that would change her life forever.
"Come here" he said.
Tara's body trembled noticeably as she heard his command.
She shifted toward him on her knees. "why it looks like that?" her voice barely above a whisper. she had too many questions in her mind. like why women and men had different body parts and why she felt current running in her core whenever he do naughty things to her.
"It always looked like this, my little bride" He smirked, a glint of excitement in his eyes.
he knew the curious questions running her pretty little head. he wanted to answer all of them but at the moment he just wanted her hands on his aching dick.
Feeling her pulse thumping in her ears, Tara cautiously extended her body towards him. each and every movement was measured by Oman's predatory eyes. noticing her hesitancy he reached out and grabbed her hand gently and rested her on his thigh. As her fingers made contact, she could sense the strength of his muscles beneath her touch. Tara's breath hitched as she looked up into his dark, intense eyes, feeling a mixture of fear and desire coursing through her veins.
"You wanted to see it. Now tell me, is it a rat, my dear" he said with a teasing smirk.
She shook her head, gazing into his eyes, attempting to avoid glancing downwards at his big monster.
"Words" he uttered, clutching her neck and drawing her nearer to him.
"No" her voice barely above a whisper.
"You want to touch it" he was not asking it.
she was hesitant but something compelled her to reach out. without replying him, her fingers brushed against his hardened length, causing a low groan to escape his lips.
She placed her hand on his shaft, which jerked in reflex.
"It moved" she said with a scared tone.
She felt the weight of his member in her hands, and she watched in amazement as it plumped into a full, strong erection.
She thought her hand would encircle it completely, but how wrong she was. She tried and failed.
He enters his thumb in her mouth, pushing it further. "suck it"
she felt her mouth filled with water and she sucked on it very slowly.
"you drive me insane" he breaths, his eyes shut for a moment.
He withdrew his thumb from her mouth, his fingers trailing along her jawline, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. Tara's breath hitched as his hand moved lower, tracing the curve of her neck, and then down to her collarbone. His touch was gentle yet possessive, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't ignore.
He watched her with a mixture of amusement and desire, his thumb still lingering on her lips. Tara's hands trembled slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his dick.
"such a good girl" he said before he pushed himself forward, grinding himself into her palm slightly.
"fuck" he grabbed her hand making her eyes move to his face.
He guided her hand to stroke him gently, in a way teaching her to do a hand job. she did as he taught her. slowly, stroking her hand on his long shaft.
He was losing himself. He was hard as rock but didn't knew what to do. Surely, he wasn't going to come any time soon. He wanted her mouth on his dick as well. But, he restricted his desires. He didn't wanted his impulsive thoughts to win this time. He wanted to take things slow between them.
His head leaned forward, resting in the curve of her neck. With a quick movement, he pulled her towards him and settled on the carpet, placing her in his lap.
"Does it makes you feel nice?" she asked, her hands encircling his neck.
""Yes, it feels so good that I'm losing control," he replied, shaking his head and pecked her cheek.
she smiled widely. "Then lose your control" she said kissing on his lips, gently smooching his lips.
He slightly pushed her away from him.
"you think, a girl like you can handle me" he said in a teasing yet taunting tone.
she nodded immediately.
He laughs humourlessly, his grip tightened on her waist before shaking his head. "no, you can't, even if you try to, you will end up getting hurt and I don't want to hurt you again"
she blinked remembering last time. surely, that was painful but she wanted to pleasure him. she was on the verge of losing and wanted to make him happy if it is the way of his heart than she will comply into it.
"I can. i swear" she said cupping his cheeks.
"Tara, you don't have to do this. Its enough for me" he said pushing her away from him and pulling his breaches up.
"now lets go we have to move forward. we can't waste more time" he urged, quickly putting on his caftan as if in a rush. He was about to go outside then his eyes moved to Tara, who seemed lost in her thoughts with her head bowed.
"Tara, I said. Let's go" he said slightly tilting his face in order to have better look on her face.
"You always think of me as a child" she whispered while squeezing her caftan with her fists.
"What did you say?" He asked not catching her words clearly.
She furiously looked at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"I am just a child to you? Right. But let me tell you I am not a child. I am your wife. I have every right on you just like you have to me. You touch me whenever you want then why can't I?" Her chin wobbled and tears threatened to fall.
"Tara, when I said you are a child? I just said it's not right time, dear. I can hurt you" he said.
He again continued, sinking to his knees. "Tara, I never called you a child. I just meant it's not the right time, my dear. I don't want to hurt you"
He reached out to touch her, but she slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch me. You think, I can't give you pleasure because I am just a child. But you allowed another woman to touch you" She pushed on his chest.
He grabbed her with her forearms with force and pulling her to him, bringing her face to face with him.
she winced at the contact.
"Don't put words in my mouth, Tara. Last time, I fucked you, you made me feel like a rapist. Now, I think hundred times before I TOUCH YOU" He said in a loud voice.
she shuddered at his loud voice.
"Tell me. Didn't you compare me to those bastards who molested you?" he asked her shaking her.
She shaked her head.
"No, I never did. Believe me. I surely was hurt but I knew you have your rights on me. You are my husband I can never think like this"
"Ohh, then you want to perform your wifey duties, hmm. you even know what are you asking for. No, right?" he spits, frustration evident in his voice.
"I want to push my dick into your mouth and fuck your mouth" he uttered through clenched teeth, his words laced with a mix of desire and aggression. The intensity of his statement hung heavily in the air, leaving her stunned and unsure of how to respond.
Her lips parted, her breathing quickened, as she struggled to understand the meaning behind his words. Confusion and fear mingled within her, as she tried to make sense of his sudden and explicit request.
"Now fucking tell me. Tell me can you handle me?"
A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Yes, I want to make you happy" she said with a new found confidence.
"I love you" he said pulling her by her nape. Despite the forcefulness of his actions, there was a sense of intimacy in the way he held her.
"Why are you so insecure of yourself, huh? You are so beautiful. I never saw such a beautiful and pure soul before. You have me head over heels for you, You even know that? I am crazy for you, Tara. I feel a sense of completeness that I have never experienced before" he said before crashing his lips on her.
"But....." Before she could say something he tongues kissed her and she willingly welcomed him with an open mouth. They were so deeply absorbed in each other that they didn't even realize when she ended up beneath him, and he laid on top of her while continuing to kiss her intensely.
Suddenly, he broke away from her embrace around his neck. She couldn't understand why he did that, but before she could process it, he pulled up her caftan, revealing her slender legs. Without giving her a chance to think about what he was up to, he positioned his head between her thighs. Her breath caught in her lungs as he ran his tongue along her slick folds. A loud moan escaped from her wide-opened mouth as he expertly pleasured her. It felt so dirty but at the same time she wanted to push his head further on her kitty.
Her fingers tangled in his thick locks as he sucked on her clit, causing her to shiver and tighten her grip on his hair. His skilled tongue sent waves of new and heavenly sensations throughout her body, leaving her mind blissfully blank.
"Please, Oman, stop," she pleaded with him, but instead, he fervently continued to pleasure her with his tongue. He wanted to show her a new level of pleasure, to take her to heights she had never reached before.
He looked into her eyes, searching for her reaction.
"Ahhh!" she let out a loud moan, followed by a trembling climax of ecstasy.
He gave her one final lick before coming on top of her.
"My dear, you taste absolutely divine," he whispered breathlessly.
She gasped for air, trying to regain her composure.
"What was that?" she asked him, still in awe.
He smirked and brought his hand to his lips.
"That, my dear, was your first leg-shaking orgasm, and I'm certain you'll be addicted to it from now on," he said confidently, his cocky expression making her smile.
"I loved it" she said pulling him on top of her.
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