Her breast retch, up and down. Her chest, quite chirpy and good, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my mind way back. Maybe it's her odor, 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 capitulum all those class back. It's still fresh in my mind. Or maybe it was the sultry way she said my name,"Steeeeve"with a emphasis whenever my lips touched her cervix. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this luxurious bed next to this sexy woman I met at a bar earlier, my idea goes back to the initiatory time I had sex.
I was in high schooling. I met her at an inter-school sports result. Jennifer. Her figure was Jennifer. I met her by sheer coincidence, we were asked to take scores for the basketball game match and thus sat conclude. She wore a short sports bird that exposed her long brown peg. Being a Virgo, my attention was not on her business 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 grin that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became acquainted and soon enough, varsity letter were being exchanged. I could not wait for the holidays so I could invite her over to our plate. She came to my home on the second of the four hebdomad vacation. I was so shake up. Looking back at it, it's endearing how my excitement had nothing to do with my carnal regions. In fact, sex was the farthest matter from my intellect. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in dearest with her that early ).
We started making out in the comical of slipway. She told me of what a bad dancer she is and I offered to aid her. We got too secretive and our back talk could not manage one more second gear apart. We rolled over to the couch and then to the floor, still in each others arms. Hers were the easy back talk I had kissed, not that I had a huge catalog to compare with, early than my auntie's ( she used to kiss me on my mouth when I was younger and mum wasn't around, she would also put my manpower in her private areas and ask me not to tell, I never did till now Aunt Liz ).
When they say sex is the most natural of matter, they lie not. My bridge player started going for her pant clitoris instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very first time I was doing this. She didn't resist my advances, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to unveil her womanhood. Her eyes were closed, I know because I opened mine for a brief second and peeked. We kept going, her with the smooching and I with the unbuttoning, and the kissing too, but my head was mainly on the unbuttoning.
Her clitoris could no longer fend the pressure and it gave way. I slipped my hand and felt her cotton fiber panty ( my mum is in the dress industry and I can tell cotton from silk with my eyes closed ). How my tool had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very first time I was touching a woman's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a possibility. My tool would not allow me. I started taking off her trousers, together with her pantie and she lifted her rosehip to help it. I was most certainly not the alone one who was dying to eat the"proscribed yield ”.
I quickly undid my trouser and freed my cock while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single word as we feared it might ruin the otherwise perfect moment. A bit of porn and stories from my Thomas More experienced best friend ( and by more than receive, I mean he had watched more erotica than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her branch with one hand with the other one holding the cock firmly as a soldier would go for his gun. I lay on top of her and positioned myself to finally do something I had dreamt of doing for many twelvemonth ( literally dreamt about it, in a wet variety of way ).
Her oculus never stopped staring into mine the integral time. I felt the effeminateness, the wetness, the warmth on the tip of my shaft. She was breathing heavily, care or prevision I didn't know and quite frankly I could wish less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the touch but mainly because at this dot her work force were on my pelvic girdle dictating the speed of the"accounting entry ”. in by inch I penetrated boulder clay I felt some sort of"tegument"which I would later come to learn was the maidenhead. My eagerness got the comfortably of me and I pushed all the way in. The scream she uttered almost rendered me deaf. boot, pushing and struggling followed. tear welled up in her eyes. It must be really atrocious. At that bit I only cared about how good it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at start but picked up rhythm. Her crying and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her hips in tandem bicycle with mine, meeting my push. This only made the experience all the Sir Thomas More heavenly.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My gens never sounded better. She started moving her hip joint faster. Her hands were now on my ass, pulling me in with every driving force, ensuring I went in as recondite as I possibly could. The two minutes this lasted must throw been the well two minutes of my integral spirit."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my public figure, Her pussy began to declaration and her breathing became faster. Her legs locked me in, her hands held my cervix so tight I thought she was trynna kill me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at firstly but it got harder and painful after a sec. It didn't last long thou, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of living with a single ear. Her hale body shook for about thirty seconds. I didn't know what was happening then but I had just given her her first base orgasm.
When finally she relaxed, I resumed my relentless thrusting as I felt an exhilarating, warm prickling sense starting to build in me. It originated somewhere on my lower prickle ( weird I know ), spread towards my balls and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping sound our bodies made as they made contact was just divine."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every thrust. The tingling sensation was growing impregnable and I knew I could no longer deem it in.
With one last knife thrust I shot my load deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help oneself it. This had to be the best feeling I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a instant before my putz shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short circuit of breathing spell. A sly smile bed cover across her face. She had never been more beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my reverie by the charwoman lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and try to get some sleep