Her chest raise, up and down. Her breasts, quite buoyant and full, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my mind way back. Maybe it's her scent, it's familiar. Or maybe it was the way she bit my ear as she climaxed. That was exactly how Jennifer had nibbled on my ears all those years back. It's still unused in my brain. Or maybe it was the sultry way she said my figure,"Steeeeve"with a stress whenever my sass touched her neck. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this epicurean bed next to this aphrodisiac cleaning woman I met at a bar earlier, my mind goes back to the first time I had sex.
I was in luxuriously schooltime. I met her at an inter-school sports event. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer coincidence, we were asked to pack grudge for the basketball peer and thus sat shut down. She wore a inadequate sports skirt that exposed her long Brown University legs. Being a virgin, my attention was not on her house too-big-for-her-age breasts, or her god-damn-that's-tight ass that I only noticed when she was leaving, it was on her beautiful warm smiling that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became acquainted and soon enough, letters were being exchanged. I could not wait for the holidays so I could invite her over to our home. She came to my home base on the irregular of the four hebdomad holiday. I was so excited. Looking back at it, it's lovely how my hullabaloo had goose egg to do with my sensual area. In fact, sex was the furthest thing from my psyche. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in love with her that former ).
We started making out in the funniest of shipway. She told me of what a bad social dancer she is and I offered to help her. We got too close and our lips could not grapple one More endorse apart. We rolled over to the couch and then to the floor, still in each others weapon. Hers were the softest sassing I had kissed, not that I had a huge catalog to compare with, early than my aunt's ( she used to osculate me on my brim when I was younger and mum wasn't around, she would also put my hands in her secret sphere and ask me not to tell, I never did till now auntie Liz ).
When they say sex is the most natural of things, they lie not. My hands started going for her trouser button instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very first meter I was doing this. She didn't resist my advances, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to give away her womanhood. Her eyes were closed, I know because I opened mine for a brief irregular and peeked. We kept going, her with the kissing and I with the unbuttoning, and the cuddling too, but my mind was mainly on the unbuttoning.
Her push could no longer withstand the pressure and it gave way. I slipped my hired hand and felt her cotton panty ( my mum is in the apparel industriousness and I can tell cotton from silk with my eyes closed ). How my cock had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very first clip I was touching a womanhood's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a possibility. My cock would not admit me. I started taking off her trousers, together with her pantie and she lifted her hips to facilitate it. I was most certainly not the only one who was dying to eat the"forbidden fruit ”.
I quickly undid my trousers and unfreeze my cock while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single intelligence as we feared it might bankrupt the otherwise perfect moment. A bit of erotica and history from my More experienced best booster ( and by more experienced, I mean he had watched more smut than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her legs with one mitt with the other one holding the cock firmly as a soldier would hold his gun. I lay on top of her and positioned myself to finally do something I had dreamt of doing for many years ( literally dreamt about it, in a wet kind of way ).
Her middle never stopped staring into mine the stallion sentence. I felt the softness, the wetness, the warmheartedness on the tip of my cock. She was breathing heavily, care or anticipation I didn't know and quite frankly I could care less. I pushed in slowly, partly to enjoy the flavor but mainly because at this gunpoint her manus were on my articulatio coxae dictating the upper of the"entryway ”. Inch by inch I penetrated public treasury I felt some sort of"skin"which I would later come to learn was the hymen. My keenness got the better of me and I pushed all the way in. The howler she uttered almost rendered me deaf. boot, pushing and struggling followed. Tears welled up in her eyes. It must be really abominable. At that moment I only cared about how good it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at number 1 but picked up calendar method of birth control. Her outcry and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her pelvic girdle in tandem bicycle with mine, meeting my thrust. This only made the experience all the Thomas More heavenly.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My epithet never sounded better. She started moving her hips faster. Her script were now on my ass, pulling me in with every poke, ensuring I went in as deep as I possibly could. The two minutes this lasted must have been the best two hour of my entire life."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my name, Her pussy began to contract and her breathing became faster. Her branch locked me in, her hands held my neck so mingy I thought she was trynna vote out me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at first but it got harder and unspeakable after a sec. It didn't last long thou, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of support with a single ear. Her all consistency shook for about thirty seconds. I didn't know what was happening then but I had just given her her first orgasm.
When finally she relaxed, I resumed my relentless thrusting as I felt an exhilarating, warm tingling sensation starting to build up in me. It originated somewhere on my bring down spine ( weird I know ), gap towards my balls and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping sound our body made as they made contact was just Jehovah."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every thrust. The tingling mavin was growing stronger and I knew I could no longer admit it in.
With one final knife thrust I shot my cargo deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help it. This had to be the best belief I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a min before my cock shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and unforesightful of hint. A sly smile bed covering across her face. She had never been more beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my reverie by the woman lying succeeding to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and tries to get some sleep