Where it happened: My Couch
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
She jumped slightly as the door bell told her that he was here. She went to the door and opened it with a nervous smile.
She had thought about greeting him in the nude, but past conversations had told he that he would much rather take her clothes off for her.
This passing thought, a simple image in her mind, had the power to make her shiver. He followed her to the couch, where they sat down.
Over come with nervousness, she began to talk. Wildly and about nothing. She felt her cheeks burn. Maybe this isn’t a good idea, she thought. Maybe I AM too young.
And then he touched her. A mere hand-on-knee, but it was the first time he had touched her purposely. A breeze of shock resonated from that knee. She looked down at his hand … and then up at his eyes. Oh, what gorgeous eyes. Burning eyes. She could read the lust in them.
With some confidence back, but still not knowing what to do, she began to talk again. She knew she was babbling, but she didn’t know what else to do. Oh God! Shut me up! Please! She prayed.
And her prayers were answered. She blinked and when she opened her eyes, she was being kissed. Startled at first by his lips on hers, she opened her mouth in surprise and let his tongue into her mouth. She had kissed guys before, but not like this … she swore he tasted of chocolate and peppermint. He was warm and gentle and she could feel her thighs getting damp.
A hand went to her shirt and reached to her breast. His strong hands gripped her breast and her nipples went hard. Both were panting and she wondered if he could feel her heart racing.
He kissed up and down her neck and from her lips to her ear. She nibbled on his ear and let out a sign of contentment.
Before she even knew it, he had her shirt and bra off and he was sucking her harden tits. Her breath became quicker and quicker, as did his. She could tell he liked this as much as she did.
The next few moments were a blur, but somehow both had stripped of all clothing and she was lying naked, on top of him. She wanted to reach down to his cock, but she was so unsure of herself, that she didn’t dare. Instead, she slipped her thighs up his crotch and started rubbing him. She looked up at his face and he looked as though he had been stabbed with pleasure.
They lay there, thighs on clit and dick until the lustful look in his eye that she had noticed before became so intense, he looked nearly insane.
“Enough with the foreplay,” she breathed into his ear. In response, he sat her up and set her down on her back. He spread her legs and buried his face into pussy, nuzzling her protruding clit and forcing his tongue into her cunt.
She moaned quietly, but pussy-licking wasn’t what she wanted.
“Fuck me, baby.”
He looked up, taken aback by her language. He had never heard her cuss before. She could see in his eyes that he liked this “dirtier” side of the goody-two-shoes girl.
He kissed his way up again and whispered “You taste like strawberries,” He kissed her, but the gentleness was gone. Horniess had taken over, and with one powerful plunge, he invaded her no longer virgin body.
She gasped and felt a second of pain. She had a tight, virgin cunt and he was not small. Realizing he had hurt her, he waited before he continued thrusting.
The intial wave of euphoria of first penitration was nothing in comparison to waht came next.
He forced his pelvis to her and then away. She moaned. He thrust again, and she moaned louder. He thrust a third time and she screamed. She looked at his face, and all though no sound was exiting him, she could tell he felt the same ecstasy.
“God, it feels good to feel your wet pussy around my cock!”
He thrust again and this time she pushed back, and grabbed his ass, pulling herself farther on to him. She moved him around inside her, until she found that spot. She nearly fainted. She could feel her entire body rise in heat, and he slowed his thrusts. They had to make it last as long as possible. Finally, she could take it no longer and she ground herself into her lover. Her final shout of delirium echoed through the room and he moaned, his only articulate of ecstasy. She felt him fill her with steaming cum and her spasming muscles squeezed him dry.
He waited until he shrank within her before he came out. She let her body go limp against him. He put his arms around her, with the release of tension, his gentleness returned.
She looked up into to his eyes “I love you.”
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