Her chest heaves, up and down. Her breasts, quite perky and full-of-the-moon, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my mind way back. Maybe it's her odour, 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 geezerhood back. It's still new in my mind. Or maybe it was the sensual way she said my public figure,"Steeeeve"with a tension whenever my lip touched her neck. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this luxurious bed next to this aphrodisiacal woman I met at a bar earlier, my mind goes back to the first time I had sex.
I was in high school. I met her at an inter-school sports event. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer coincidence, we were asked to take scads for the basketball game match and thus sat snug. She wore a curtly sports bird that exposed her prospicient brownness 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 tender grinning that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became acquaint and soon enough, letter of the alphabet were being exchanged. I could not wait for the vacation so I could invite her over to our home. She came to my home on the second of the four week holiday. I was so energise. Looking back at it, it's lovely how my excitement had nothing to do with my carnal region. In fact, sex was the farthest thing from my idea. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in love life with her that former ).
We started making out in the fishy of style. She told me of what a bad professional dancer she is and I offered to help her. We got too unaired and our lips could not manage one Sir Thomas More sec apart. We rolled over to the couch and then to the floor, still in each others arms. Hers were the diffused rim I had kissed, not that I had a huge catalogue to liken with, former than my aunt's ( she used to buss me on my lips when I was vernal and mum wasn't around, she would also put my handwriting in her private areas and ask me not to tell, I never did till now aunt Liz ).
When they say sex is the most lifelike of things, they lie not. My hands started going for her pant button instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very first time I was doing this. She didn't resist my feeler, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to divulge her womanhood. Her eyes were closed, I know because I opened mine for a abbreviated bit and glint. We kept going, her with the kissing and I with the unbuttoning, and the necking too, but my brain 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 industry and I can tell cotton from silk with my eyes closed ). How my putz had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very first gear meter I was touching a woman's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a hypothesis. My cock would not grant me. I started taking off her trouser, together with her panty and she lifted her hip joint 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 freed my putz while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single word as we feared it might break the otherwise perfect moment. A bit of pornography and stories from my Sir Thomas More know best Quaker ( and by more receive, I mean he had watched more smut than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her leg with one hand with the former one holding the putz 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 eyes never stopped staring into mine the entire fourth dimension. I felt the effeminacy, the wetness, the affectionateness on the tip of my gumshoe. She was breathing heavily, fear or anticipation I didn't know and rather frankly I could manage less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the feeling but mainly because at this point her work force were on my hip joint dictating the speeding of the"accounting entry ”. column inch by inch I penetrated till I felt some sort of"hide"which I would later come to ascertain was the hymen. My eagerness got the better of me and I pushed all the way in. The belly laugh she uttered almost rendered me deaf. kicking, pushing and struggling followed. split welled up in her eyes. It must be really abominable. At that moment I only cared about how dependable 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 hips in tandem with mine, meeting my jab. This only made the experience all the more heavenly.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My name never sounded better. She started moving her rosehip faster. Her paw were now on my ass, pulling me in with every thrust, ensuring I went in as cryptical as I possibly could. The two bit this lasted must have been the best two minute of my total lifespan."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my figure, Her cunt began to contract and her breathing became faster. Her peg locked me in, her hired man held my neck opening so stiff I thought she was trynna bolt down me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at first but it got harder and sore after a sec. It didn't last tenacious thou, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of aliveness with a single ear. Her whole body shook for about thirty seconds. I didn't know what was happening then but I had just given her her start orgasm.
When finally she relaxed, I resumed my relentless thrusting as I felt an exhilarating, warm tingle sensation starting to construct in me. It originated somewhere on my turn down spine ( eldritch I know ), spread towards my balls and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping sound our eubstance made as they made touch was just elysian."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every thrust. The tingling sense experience was growing unattackable and I knew I could no longer control it in.
With one concluding thrust I shot my load deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help it. This had to be the respectable feeling I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a moment before my gumshoe shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short of intimation. A sly grinning spreadhead across her face. She had never been more beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my reverie by the adult female lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and tries to get some quietus