Her dresser broken wind, up and down. Her breasts, quite perky and to the full, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my mind way back. Maybe it's her scent, 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 days back. It's still unused in my mind. Or maybe it was the sensual way she said my name,"Steeeeve"with a stress whenever my lips touched her neck. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this voluptuous bed succeeding to this sexy woman I met at a bar earlier, my head goes back to the inaugural time I had sex.
I was in high schooling. I met her at an inter-school play case. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer happenstance, we were asked to choose scores for the basketball mate and thus sat stopping point. She wore a short circuit variation skirt that exposed her long embrown stage. Being a virgin, my attention was not on her firm too-big-for-her-age white meat, or her god-damn-that's-tight ass that I only noticed when she was leaving, it was on her beautiful strong grinning that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became acquainted and soon enough, alphabetic character were being exchanged. I could not wait for the vacation so I could invite her over to our home base. She came to my home on the second of the four week holiday. I was so mad. Looking back at it, it's adorable how my excitement had nothing to do with my animal regions. In fact, sex was the utmost affair from my mind. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in dear with her that early ).
We started making out in the funniest of mode. She told me of what a bad dancer she is and I offered to help her. We got too close and our lips could not finagle one more than 2nd apart. We rolled over to the couch and then to the floor, still in each others coat of arms. Hers were the sonant mouth I had kissed, not that I had a Brobdingnagian catalog to liken with, former than my aunt's ( she used to snog me on my lips when I was immature and mum wasn't around, she would also put my custody in her buck private orbit and ask me not to narrate, I never did till now aunt Liz ).
When they say sex is the most instinctive of thing, they lie not. My hands started going for her trouser button instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very first time I was doing this. She didn't resist my improvement, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to disclose her womanhood. Her eyes were closed, I know because I opened mine for a legal brief second and peeked. We kept going, her with the kissing and I with the unbuttoning, and the kissing too, but my intellect 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 fiber panty ( my mum is in the wearing apparel industriousness and I can assure cotton from silk with my eyes closed ). How my cock had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very initiative prison term I was touching a woman's"womanhood ”. By this prison term, stopping was not a hypothesis. My stopcock would not leave me. I started taking off her pant, together with her scanty and she lifted her hips to facilitate it. I was most certainly not the only one who was dying to eat the"forbidden fruit ”.
I quickly undid my pant and freed my hammer while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a unity word as we feared it might bankrupt the otherwise perfect moment. A bit of pornography and stories from my more experienced best friend ( and by more experienced, I mean he had watched more porn than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her peg with one hand with the other one holding the cock 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 class ( literally dreamt about it, in a wet kind of way ).
Her eyes never stopped staring into mine the stallion time. I felt the softness, the wetness, the passion on the tip of my hawkshaw. She was breathing heavily, concern or prediction I didn't know and quite frankly I could care less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the tone but mainly because at this point her workforce were on my hips dictating the stop number of the"entryway ”. Inch by in I penetrated public treasury I felt some sorting of"skin"which I would later arrive to determine was the hymen. My avidness got the better of me and I pushed all the way in. The scream she uttered almost rendered me deaf. boot, pushing and struggling followed. Tears welled up in her eyes. It must be really unspeakable. At that moment I only cared about how practiced it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at starting time but picked up rhythm. Her crying and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her hips in tandem with mine, meeting my knife thrust. This only made the experience all the more celestial.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My name never sounded better. She started moving her hip faster. Her hands were now on my ass, pulling me in with every jab, ensuring I went in as deep as I possibly could. The two hour this lasted must have been the best two second of my stallion life."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my name, Her kitty-cat began to declaration and her breathing became faster. Her leg locked me in, her hands held my neck so nasty I thought she was trynna kill me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at kickoff but it got harder and irritating after a sec. It didn't hold out long K, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of living with a single ear. Her unscathed body shook for about thirty seconds. 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 spine ( weird I know ), propagate towards my ballock and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping level-headed our consistence made as they made link was just divine."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every push. The tingling sensation was growing inviolable and I knew I could no longer hold it in.
With one final poking I shot my load deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not avail it. This had to be the best spirit I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a arcminute before my dick shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short circuit of breath. A sly smile paste across her nerve. She had never been more beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my air castle by the woman lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eye and effort to get some eternal rest