I sat curled up on my couch in his arms, I had just gotten my first apartment and my fellow, Craig, and I were having our weekly Redbox movie night to break it in. It was his turning to pick the movie so we were watching the newest marvel movie on my new directly screen TV. I looked up at him his warm brown eyes glued to the action. We had met in college, he was so sugariness. I was often an anxious wreck, and he was always my rock'n'roll. On our first date he could severalize how nervous I was and he told me the story about the time he vomited on his high schoolhouse jam on their first date, there was no way that our first date would end up that bad ( and it didn't ). I rested my pass on his shoulder and he held me soused. We had been dating for the past two years and I knew that it was finally time.
"I think I'm ready."I whispered.
"Ready for what, Lucy ?"he asked in his deep soothing voice.
"…ready to miss my virginity."I squeaked, blushing and beginning to feel nervous. He paused the movie than turned to appear me in the eyes.
"W-What ? You are ?"he said storm"I thought you wanted to wait until we got married ?"
"I-I wanted to wait until I found someone special."I stuttered"and, I think you're that person."
"Are you sure ?"he asked, his bloomers beginning to bulge.
"Mhmm"I nodded, standing up, I grabbed his hands and led him to the bedchamber. I positioned him on the edge of my bed then I turned on my desk lamp to make some makeshift mood lighting."Here we go."I thought, my cheek beginning to find quick. I unbuttoned the world-class two clitoris on my shirt, but I was having trouble with the one-third because my hands were shaking so much.
"Here, let me help."Craig got up and unbuttoned the sleep of the buttons for me. I dropped my shirt to the flooring revealing my dresser. I wasn't blessed with huge boob like some girls but at least I wasn't flat. I was always insecure about them but Craig said that they were perfective tense ; he even told me that they were bigger than any of his yesteryear girl's tit. Somehow his strong touch modality was enough to finish my hands from shaking I was able to take off the rest of my fabric without assistance. First I stepped out of my jeans and then my bra accompanied them on the floor than finally my scanty were off revealing my fresh shaven cunt. Craig took a second base to exact in my body for the first meter then he met my lips with his lips, his stubble brush across my face. He led me to my bed and put me down, and then he removed his shirt revealing his shirt. I bit my lip as he climbed into bed near my leg. I felt a spark run up my body as his tongue began to caress my clitoris. I felt a finger penetrate my snatch slowly and then another. I squeaked as I felt a trivial pain, I could find his fingers just beginning to stretch my hymen.
"Are you okay ?"he asked, pulling his digit out.
"Yah, it just hurt a bit, that's all."I whispered. He brought himself close to my boldness and whispered in my ear.
"If you need me to retard down or if you need anything, just tell me. I want this to be right for both of us."At that moment I knew that I was right, he really was the one. I leaned up and kissed him again than whispered.
"Just be gentle."He nodded then climbed out of bed, and pulled a Trojan out of his notecase, then he set it on the bedside tabular array and unbuttoned his pant. He dropped his jeans, boxers, and all, revealing his half vertical penis ; he began to stroke it making it stand straight, Craig's pecker was probably about 7-8 inches. After rolling on the condom, he climbed back into bed with me and rubbed his member against my purulent lubing his putz with my succus. He stopped just outside my entrance looking up at me as if he expected me to foretell it off at the last second. Then he pushed inside me stretching my entering and stopping when he felt my maidenhead.
"You set up, Lucy ?"he asked, I nodded, then he pushed further, I could feel his phallus stretching my virginal membrane then braking it. I gasped and he went in as far as he could. Then slowly he pulled out almost all the way. I could feel a few drops of line of descent run off of my pussy and drop down to my plane, there wasn't as practically as I thought there would be. After checking to take a crap sure I was still sanction Craig slowly thrust again, and again, and again. Getting slightly faster each meter he did. I winced a minuscule and he slowed down again trying to find the perfect upper. Craig leaned forward and met my mouth again as he rhythmically fucked me, now at a right f number. He panted and I moaned. He played with my tits while I ran my fingerbreadth through his hair, taking every thrust now with no bother. Only pleasance. Soon I felt a pulling ace running through my whole body, I squeezed rigorous on his cock, and he began to moan along with me. I threw my head back as a surge of pleasure ran through my integral body, my creative thinker went blank and I let out a trashy pant. I could feel Craig's hot seed filling up the tip of the condom as he moaned and thrust Thomas More irregularly. Then he stopped his penis beginning to shrink back down again. He looked me in the eyes kissed me and pulled out, rolling over beside me, throwing his used condom away in the process. He wrapped his arms around me, his fond body, his stubble, his brown eyes, his sour hair ; I took it all in as if it was all new to me. We laid there for I don't know how tenacious, just admiring each other. Craig seemed to be entranced by my eyes, then he whispered
"I'll be right back."I watched as he reached into his pant pocket and pulled out something, I couldn't make out what it was in the iniquity, then he climbed back under the covers."I was going to deliver this for our date tomorrow"he said"but this seems like the perfect time"he revealed a little velvet box and opened it revealing a ring. I don't get laid how it was possible but somehow I felt better than I had mere irregular ago."Lucy, will you get married me ?"tear filled my oculus ; I could barely make out the word.
"Yes… yes I will wed you."I burst. He smiled, and slipped the anchor ring on my finger's breadth. He held me close up and we admired how it looked on my digit until we drifted into away into a globe of dreams .