Her chest heaves, up and down. Her breasts, quite perky and full, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my thinker way back. Maybe it's her scent, it's associate. 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 days back. It's still fresh in my mind. Or maybe it was the sensual way she said my name,"Steeeeve"with a strain whenever my lips touched her neck. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this gilded bed future to this aphrodisiac woman I met at a bar earlier, my mind goes back to the foremost time I had sex.
I was in highschool school day. I met her at an inter-school sports event. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer coincidence, we were asked to hold scores for the hoops mate and thus sat close. She wore a unforesightful sports skirt that exposed her long brown wooden leg. Being a Virgo the Virgin, my attention was not on her firm too-big-for-her-age titty, or her god-damn-that's-tight ass that I only noticed when she was leaving, it was on her beautiful quick smile that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became familiarise and soon enough, varsity letter were being exchanged. I could not wait for the vacation so I could ask for her over to our home plate. She came to my home on the second of the four calendar week vacation. I was so excited. Looking back at it, it's adorable how my excitement had zip to do with my carnal area. In fact, sex was the farthest matter from my creative thinker. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in love with her that early ).
We started making out in the funniest of path. She told me of what a bad professional dancer she is and I offered to help her. We got too close and our lips could not manage one Thomas More moment apart. We rolled over to the lounge and then to the floor, still in each others arms. Hers were the easygoing lip I had kissed, not that I had a Brobdingnagian catalog to compare with, former than my aunt's ( she used to kiss me on my lip when I was younger and mum wasn't around, she would also put my hands in her secret areas and ask me not to recite, 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 inaugural clock time I was doing this. She didn't resist my overture, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to bring out her woman. Her eye were closed, I know because I opened mine for a brief sec and peeked. We kept going, her with the caressing and I with the unbuttoning, and the kissing too, but my mind was mainly on the unbuttoning.
Her button could no longer resist the pressure and it gave way. I slipped my hand and felt her cotton panty ( my mum is in the apparel diligence and I can recount cotton from silk with my eyes closed ). How my stopcock had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very showtime prison term I was touching a woman's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a theory. My cock would not allow me. I started taking off her trousers, together with her scanty and she lifted her hip joint to ease it. I was most certainly not the alone one who was dying to eat the"forbid yield ”.
I quickly undid my trousers and freed my cock while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single news as we feared it might break the otherwise staring minute. A bit of porno and stories from my to a greater extent 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 other one holding the cock firmly as a soldier would make 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 kind of way ).
Her heart never stopped staring into mine the entire time. I felt the softness, the wetness, the warmth on the tip of my dick. She was breathing heavily, fear or anticipation I didn't know and quite frankly I could manage less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the tactual sensation but mainly because at this point her hands were on my hips dictating the speeding of the"entry ”. inch by inch I penetrated money box I felt some kind of"tegument"which I would later come to memorize was the hymen. My forwardness got the honest of me and I pushed all the way in. The belly laugh she uttered almost rendered me deaf. Kicking, pushing and struggling followed. rip welled up in her eyes. It must be really painful. At that moment I only cared about how good it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at first but picked up rhythm. Her vociferation and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her rosehip in tandem with mine, meeting my thrust. This only made the experience all the more celestial.
"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 thick as I possibly could. The two bit this lasted must deliver been the best two min of my entire living."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my name, Her cunt began to contract bridge and her breathing became faster. Her legs locked me in, her hands held my neck opening so compressed 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 lastly yearn thou, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of living with a single ear. Her whole soundbox shook for about thirty s. 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 in me. It originated somewhere on my lower spur ( uncanny I know ), spread towards my bollock and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping fathom our bodies made as they made contact lens was just divine."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every thrust. The tingling sensation was growing stronger and I knew I could no longer hold it in.
With one net thrust I shot my payload deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help it. This had to be the intimately belief I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a min before my dick shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short of breath. A sly grin feast across her face. She had never been more beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my daydreaming by the woman lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and effort to get some sleep