Black Hurricane

23

Now the party really begins.People were excited to congratulate us like we had just announced our engagement.I was a little uneasy, but every time I looked at Dean, all the tension and worry disappeared.There are only two sour grapes in the room right now: Kal-El and Lee.Kal-El still didn't trust Dean, and it took him a while to get used to it.Lee because he hates me, but there's nothing I can do about it, and I don't want to, because the only way to make him happy is for me to break up with Dean.Sorry buddy, go dreaming!

As a result, the room was full of wine and laughter, and as the night darkened, there were more and more fragrant scenes.Dean and I slipped away early, slipped into his bed, and were totally lost in each other.

"Hmm..." he moaned softly as he kissed me, sliding his fingers down my bare chest and into my pants. "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

He kissed all the way to my chest, engulfing my nipple, and I gasped.He teased between my legs and I moved my body wanting more rubbing, but he was refusing to touch the part of me that wanted him the most.

"No panties, I like it." He teased me, and I let out a broken sigh.His hands slid into my pants and gripped my ass.

"Are we a little too impatient?"

"Are you?" I shot back, squeezing my hands between the two of them and unbuttoning my pants.I couldn't wait to kick off my shoes and socks as soon as we entered the room.Dean was down to a pair of jeans, too.

"Actually, I was a little nervous," he said.It took me a while to realize that he actually said such a thing.

I prop myself up on my elbows.

"why?"

He pulled his hand out and kissed my lips.Refusing to look me in the eye and saying, "I want you to fuck me."

Fuck me!

He actually gave me a chance to counterattack. The thought of entering his body and taking him made my heart rate almost overload.God, I want him, I want to die, but if he's so nervous, don't.He still wouldn't look me in the eye.

"Why? You don't have to."

He finally met my eyes, and my breath was taken away by that loving gaze. "Because I'm your first time, and I want you to be my first time...because I love you."

Went to his.In just two sentences, he turned my world upside down, and the pressure in my chest was slowly building up.If I hadn't loved this person beyond redemption before, I did now.However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't say those words.It had been nine years since I had last said that word to a lover, and that lover was Dean.

"you sure?"

"I'm sure." His lips brushed mine. "It's just... I've never had one, so can you..."

"I understand. I'll be careful."

I rolled onto him, wrapping my body on top of him, and our lips melted into a hot kiss.Dean groaned as I undid his pants and slid them gently over the crotch.Seeing that he wasn't wearing panties either, I let out a low growl of desire, pulled his pants over my knees, pulled them off and dropped them on the floor.

I gnawed along his jaw and jawbone, lightly nibbling his neck, and on to his chest.I traced the end of his tattoo with my tongue and licked down to his belly.Dean stretched, twisted, and moaned, just as impatient as I had been a minute ago.

"Where's the condom?" I asked softly, moving further down and kissing the inside of his thigh.

It wasn't just Dean's cock that stiffened as my lips brushed over the skin, his entire body stiffened.Out of curiosity, I did it again.I ran my lips over the soft skin of his inner thighs.He tilted his head back, struggling to let out a desperate sob, and his whole body trembled.Wow, he's really sensitive here.

He reached back, pulled under the pillow, and tossed me a handful of condoms.

"Do you keep these things under your pillow all the time?" I teased.

"Only when I feel like I have a chance with you," he replied breathlessly.

"Mmm..." I licked his thigh, getting more moans and shudders in response.His dick was unbelievably hard, with ferocious veins.

"You don't have to sweet talk me, I'm already here," I said, teasing his balls.

Dean gasped for breath, but when I got one of his balls in my mouth, he tensed up again.

"My God," he yelled.I sucked on his cock as he gasped and tossed me a big bottle of lube. "It's not sweet talk. It's telling the truth."

With a loud, sensual squeak, I let go of his balls and looked at the big bottle of lube.

"You don't have anything small here, do you?"

Dean gasped, frowned, and stood up.

"Use more, will you? Use them all."

I burst into a snort of laughter, which was without warning and very inappropriate.At least that's what Dean thought, the way he stared at me said it all.It's not that I don't feel sympathetic to his nervousness, it's just that he is too lovable at the moment.

"Don't worry, baby," I said with a forced smile. "I won't hurt you. It might feel a little weird at first, but I won't hurt you."

"You promise?" he asked, sounding terrified.This woke me up.This is not a game, this is his trust in me.

"I promise," I said softly, leaning back to kiss him. "Turn around."

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around.I picked up the bottle and poured a thick layer on my fingers.Dean Cheng looked on in surprise, as if he was seeing this for the first time.

"Don't you tell me you've never stretched anyone?" I asked as I kissed his buttocks, adjusting myself to a comfortable position.I grabbed his slightly soft cock and started to jerk it up and down, and just as I was about to lick it, Dean shook his head.

"Really?" I asked in surprise, so surprised that I didn't care about his dick standing in front of my eyes.

"Either they have prepared themselves, or told me to go directly," he explained, looking hesitant again. "I know what to do. I've just never done it and never seen anyone else do it in front of me."

"Rock star pie," I whisper, shaking my head. "I don't need to prepare anything special, but you have to help me if I need it. I won't spoil a big star."

Dean giggled. "I don't expect you to pet me. Now shut up and show me how to do it. Then give me a mouth by the way."

I took a hard bite on his rump, eliciting a wail and a few laughs.This bite will probably leave a mark, he deserves it.

I still sucked his dick.I've wanted to do this for a long, long time.Moaning tremblingly, I covered it with my mouth, slowly tasting his thick elongation with my lips, and as I sucked up and down over and over again, Dean let out a series of moans of pleasure.His dick was a hundred times better than anything I've ever had in my mouth.The firm cock has a silky soft texture that satisfies my entire mouth.When I opened my throat and swallowed his whole cock, it was just the right size.

"Fuck fuck," Dean gasped under his breath, his body hesitating between going deeper and pulling away. "Oh fuck, oh fuck. Jess, I'm going to... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he yelled out as I tasted the tip of his cock.His pouch was tense and I tugged to keep him from coming too soon.Dean endured, his muscles tensed.It wasn't until I released his cock and nibbled on his belly to distract him that he finally relaxed.

"My God, you're just... God..." he gasped.

"My name is Jess, actually, but I'm almost like God," he looked at me, and I gave him a playful wink.He smiled and I kissed his belly and got up and lay next to him.I kissed him deeply, wrapping his thighs around my crotch so my greased fingers could stretch him.My fingers caressed, caressed, and circled his hole.Every time I moved closer to the center, I was looking to see if Dean was breathing and getting ready, so I didn't just stick my fingers in.When I finally got in, I just stuck my fingertips in, and the surprised look on Dean's face was priceless.

"You thought it was going to hurt, didn't you?" I asked with a small smirk.

"Shut up," he whispered as he kissed me.

I slipped my tongue into his mouth and tangled with his tongue while I continued to rub, tease, prod with my fingers.From the sound of Dean's overflowing voice, he was enjoying it, his cock hard against my belly.I take it easy and let him get used to one finger first, then two.By the time I had three fingers inside him, he was begging me to fuck him.

I turned him over and put him on his knees.I then kissed and stroked his ass and back, calming his obvious nervousness.By the time I lift my eager, condom and well lubricated cock, Dean is relaxed and ready, his face and chest pressed against the bed, his ass pouted.

"That's it, baby," I whispered, pressing my cock against his widened hole. "Expand now so I can get in."

He obeyed my words, panting, opening his wrinkled inner walls, opening himself up for me.As soon as the tip of my cock sank in, his back tensed up and I gave him a minute to get used to it, kissing and fondling between his shoulder blades.

"Now swallow my cock slowly, as slowly as possible."

Dean grunted back, carefully moving his hips back slowly.He stopped, took a few deep breaths, and began to move slowly on my cock.His eyes were closed, and the sound of moans and gasps echoed in my ears, driving me crazy.Little by little, he moved faster and deeper, until my balls were on his ass.

I stopped there, burning with heat, and Dean caught his breath.I ran my hands over his curvaceous body, caressing him until he began to move on me again, and I just thrust and thrust lightly, purring comfortably from the deepest part of my body.I thrust lightly.After the rhythm of his hips became more consistent, I pulled as far as I could but not all the way out, then thrust in hard enough that Dean let out a startled groan.

"Fuck me," he yelled softly. "Again."

I was more than willing to oblige, switching back and forth, deep thrusts, shallow rhythms, learning how to make Dean squeal the loudest.He seemed to enjoy the fast ones, but when I slowed down, he closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy it too.

After just a few minutes, I felt like I couldn't take it anymore.

"Honey, I'm going to pull it out now and turn you over, okay?"

"Okay," he murmured, his face as relaxed as his muscles.

Dean grunted as I pulled the cock out.He obediently let me roll him over on the bed and put his feet on my shoulders.He let out a whimper as our thighs rubbed against each other.Every time I pass by his place, he seems to get extra excited.It made me want to explore where else he was extra sensitive.

I sat on my knees, put Dean's ass in my lap, and slowly lowered my cock into him, making him moan after moan.I was thrusting and thrusting casually, and as Dean gasped, it showed that I had just touched his prostate.Dean let out a yelp of surprise, his eyes widening blankly.The next thrust I locked on that point again.

"Hold……"

"You like this?" I said softly, hitting there again.

Dean gasped sharply and frowned. "It's kind of like peeing."

"I understand," I said with a chuckle. "Relax and focus on the pleasure. That way you can override the urge to pee."

I wiggled my hips after each thrust, maintaining a steady rhythm.Every time I hit his prostate, the tip of his cock would overflow with water.It didn't take long for Dean to have a ecstatic expression on his face.I pumped faster and he moaned, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed.His well-shaped lips were slightly parted, and his jet-black hair fell in strands on the white duvet around his face.Dean Summerfield is explosively sexy, and he's still mine.

Just watching him get fucked by me was enough to make me cum, knowing that the cock he had inside was mine.And the friction... Dean's shaft was the tightest I've had in a long time.So warm, so smooth, so wet.

He closed his eyes tightly, breathing heavily.A big stream of pre-cum spilled from his pony eyes, and he opened them, looking down at his body.

"Is this supposed to happen?"

"Sometimes," my voice was dry as I was suppressing my orgasm. "Lie back and enjoy."

Dean obeyed.He lay back and I slowed down, no longer forcing myself to control my breathing.He raised his hands, silently asking for a hug, his eyes full of affection, almost pushing me to the edge of pleasure.But it was Dean's first time and he should have come first.

I leaned over to him and let his arms wrap around me.I buried my face in his neck, panting heavily, trying to calm down before continuing.Dean's chest rose and fell under me, and there was a thin layer of sweat between us.

Not long after, I started going in and out again.I'm on top of him, lifting his hips so I can find his prostate more easily.Dean stopped moaning, but every hit made him cry out.The muscles in his back tense, his head rests on the mattress, his hands rest on my back and slide down my sides until he grabs my glutes that are fucking him hard.Then his hand moved up and hugged me tightly.His cock was pressed between our stomachs and got a good rub.

"Jasper," he whispered softly, his voice full of urgency.The muscles under his skin tensed, his toes curled up, his back arched like a bow.

I fucked him faster and his sobs grew louder.His breath is so good, his body is so warm against my chest.I licked my lips and planted a light kiss on his neck.His sweat smelled like an aphrodisiac, and I opened my mouth, sinking my teeth into his skin.

Dean sobbed loudly and came.He arched his back and clamped me tightly with his whole body.I was so engrossed that my body seemed to be torn in two.I yelled and cum inside him, over and over.

It took us a long time to recover.I tried to catch my breath, but what came out was a series of pleasant grunts, as did Dean, still moaning, still clinging to me, gradually calming down from the pleasure.Then we lay down and hugged our bodies together, enjoying the post-sex blissful feeling.

"I love you," he gasped, placing a lazy kiss on my forehead.

"I love you too," I said, earning Dean's fingers and a sigh of contentment.

Drowsiness hit me, but I threw the cover somewhere beside the bed before slipping back into his arms and falling asleep.Never in my life have I felt so wholeheartedly satisfied.