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19teen : Experience of taking a 9inch
I am 19-year-old woman who is riding an older partner’s thick, long cock. Every sensation is described exactly as I feel it, from the stretch of my pussy lips to the shuddering crest of orgasm.
When I swing my leg over him, I’m already trembling — not from nerves, but from the heat pulsing between my thighs. I can feel how swollen I am: outer lips plump and slick, inner petals parted just enough that humid air kisses the glossy pink inside. Below, his cock lies against his stomach, thick as my wrist, long enough that the tip grazes his navel. It’s heavy, flushed a deep, velvety plum, the slit shining with pre-cum that beads like liquid glass.
I hover, knees pressed into the mattress, and wrap one hand around the base. My fingers meet only halfway. A jolt fires up my spine at the size and at the way his shaft kicks in my grip, a hot, impatient pulse. I guide the blunt head to my entrance. My pussy lips bloom around it, slick folds molding to the bulbous crown. Even without penetration the stretch makes me gasp: skin straining, nerves waking.
“Easy,” he murmurs, palms sliding from my hips to cup my ass, thumbs stroking the crease where thigh meets buttock. His voice is gravel-low, but I hear need threaded through the patience.
First Push
I exhale, tipping my pelvis forward. The head presses inward; my opening resists, then yields by fractions. It’s a slow burn — inch by inch, wet heat swallowing solid flesh. The first inch slides in: my…
