Meagan

Meagan is 20years old and has just recently married her high school sweetheart, who was at work, and was enjoying her summer out back by the pool. With no one around to see her she thought she would work on her tan. She is in a barely there bikini, her bare breast glistening in the sun lying on a chaise lounge in her back yard. Her husband was her first lover, and the only one she has ever had so, with nothing to reference due to her lack of experience in her mind her life is perfect in every way. Her oiled body a sight to see with the only clothing she is wearing is the tiny fabric barely covering her most intimate of regions. The chaise lounge creaked softly as Meagan shifted her weight, the scent of coconut oil mingling with chlorine-heavy air. Above her, the sun was a relentless god, pressing its heat into every inch of exposed skin—her thighs, her stomach, the rise of her bare breasts still glistening where the oil hadn’t soaked in. She hadn’t bothered with the bikini top after swimming; the backyard was fenced, and her husband was at work. Privacy was a luxury she wore as comfortably as the thin strip of fabric between her legs.

The shadow fell across her body so suddenly it might have been a cloud passing, except the sky had been empty for hours. Meagan squinted against the intrusion, one hand rising to shield her eyes—then froze. The man standing over her was a silhouette carved from darkness, his shoulders blocking the sun entirely. His skin was the deep, rich brown of espresso left to cool, his muscles so defined they looked painted on. Her gaze dropped instinctively, then snapped back up, her pulse hammering. He wasn’t wearing a stitch and his penis was huge, at least 11-1/2" long and 2-1/2" in diameter.…does she run, does she fight...would she need the lube in her nightstand…

Meagan..."I'm no virgin, I'm a married woman mister. But your dick is too big, you'll rip my pussy. Please, leave ...and I won't tell anyone."