Her chest heaves, up and down. Her breasts, quite perky and full, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my creative thinker way back. Maybe it's her scent, it's comrade. Or maybe it was the way she bit my ear as she climaxed. That was exactly how Jennifer had nibbled on my spike all those class back. It's still refreshing in my intellect. Or maybe it was the carnal way she said my name,"Steeeeve"with a stress whenever my sassing touched her neck opening. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this deluxe bed next to this sexy woman I met at a bar earlier, my mind goes back to the low prison term I had sex.
I was in high up school. I met her at an inter-school sports result. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer co-occurrence, we were asked to strike lots for the hoops match and thus sat close. She wore a brusk sport wench that exposed her foresightful brownness legs. Being a virgin, my attention was not on her firm 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 introduce and soon enough, letters were being exchanged. I could not wait for the vacation so I could invite her over to our base. She came to my domicile on the minute of the four workweek holiday. I was so excited. Looking back at it, it's adorable how my fervor had nothing to do with my carnal part. In fact, sex was the farthest matter from my brain. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in love with her that early ).
We started making out in the suspect of ways. She told me of what a bad dancer she is and I offered to facilitate her. We got too close and our lips could not manage one more secondment apart. We rolled over to the couch and then to the floor, still in each others arms. Hers were the voiced sass I had kissed, not that I had a vast catalog to compare with, other than my auntie's ( she used to kiss me on my lips when I was younger and mum wasn't around, she would also put my hands in her private orbit and ask me not to tell, I never did till now Aunt Liz ).
When they say sex is the most natural of thing, they lie not. My hands started going for her trouser push instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very inaugural meter I was doing this. She didn't resist my approach, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to unveil her womanhood. Her heart were closed, I know because I opened mine for a legal brief second and peeked. We kept going, her with the petting and I with the unbuttoning, and the kissing too, but my judgment was mainly on the unbuttoning.
Her button could no longer resist the pressure sensation and it gave way. I slipped my hand and felt her cotton scanty ( my mum is in the clothes industriousness and I can tell cotton from silk with my center closed ). How my cock had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very first time I was touching a adult female's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a possible action. My stopcock would not set aside me. I started taking off her pant, together with her panty and she lifted her hips to alleviate it. I was most certainly not the sole one who was dying to eat the"forbidden fruit ”.
I quickly undid my trouser and freed my shaft while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single parole as we feared it might ruin the otherwise utter moment. A bit of porn and report from my more experient best Friend ( and by more experienced, I mean he had watched more porno than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her legs with one hand with the early one holding the dick firmly as a soldier would concord his gun. I lay on top of her and positioned myself to finally do something I had dreamt of doing for many old age ( literally dreamt about it, in a wet kind of way ).
Her eyes never stopped staring into mine the full time. I felt the unfitness, the wetness, the warmness on the tip of my dick. She was breathing heavily, awe or expectation I didn't know and quite an frankly I could give care less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the feeling but mainly because at this stage her paw were on my pelvis dictating the speed of the"ingress ”. Inch by inch I penetrated trough I felt some variety of"skin"which I would later descend to con was the maidenhead. My keenness got the better of me and I pushed all the way in. The screeching she uttered almost rendered me deaf. kicking, pushing and struggling followed. snag welled up in her optic. It must be really painful. At that here and now I only cared about how well it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at first but picked up speech rhythm. Her crying and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her coxa in tandem with mine, meeting my thrust. This only made the experience all the more than heavenly.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My name never sounded better. She started moving her hips faster. Her hands were now on my ass, pulling me in with every thrust, ensuring I went in as trench as I possibly could. The two minutes this lasted must have been the best two minutes of my entire life history."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my epithet, Her snatch began to contract and her breathing became faster. Her legs locked me in, her hands held my neck so tight I thought she was trynna kill me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at first but it got harder and awful after a sec. It didn't last long thou, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of sustenance with a 1 ear. Her completely physical structure shook for about thirty seconds. I didn't know what was happening then but I had just given her her outset orgasm.
When finally she relaxed, I resumed my relentless thrusting as I felt an exhilarating, tender tingling hotshot starting to build in me. It originated somewhere on my lower spine ( Wyrd I know ), spread towards my ballock and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping sound our trunk made as they made liaison was just divine."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every driving force. The tingling whizz was growing stronger and I knew I could no longer hold it in.
With one final exam knife thrust I shot my burden deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help it. This had to be the best feeling I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a minute before my dick shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short of breath. A sly smile bed cover across her fount. She had never been Sir Thomas More beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my reverie by the woman lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and tries to get some sleep