When she finished, she stared down at me with flushed cheeks. Her breathing was shallow and ragged and she looked like she didn't quite know what to do with herself.
“Wow. That was better than doing it myself,” she said. “So much better.”
She sat up and kissed my lips, tasting her own juices, her hands undressing me as she went. I helped slip her dress up over her body, exposing her beautiful breasts sheathed in a pink bra that matched her panties.
As I removed her bra, I kissed her and allowed her breasts to fall into my hands. I gave her a salacious look as I took one of her perfect nipples into my mouth, sucking on it as she watched. Her head fell back and her eyes closed as I teased her nipple, doing everything I could to prepare her for what was about to come. She ran her hands through my hair and moaned as I licked and sucked on the tight peaks.
I'd heard the stories about having sex with a virgin – cautionary tales, really. I knew it could be painful for them. She needed to be wet, loose, and ready for it because I didn't want to cause Emma the slightest bit of pain or discomfort.
Emma pulled me on top of her, her impatience showing.
“Please, Marcus, please,” she begged, staring up at me. “I need you. I need you inside of me.”
Then it hit me. “I don't have any condoms. ”
I figured that would be the end of things right there. There was no way I could risk getting her pregnant. She looked up at me, giving me a lascivious little grin.
“I'm on the pill, silly,” she said. “In my purse. I can show you, if you'd like. I got on them months ago, just in case the opportunity arose and I met the right guy. And I trust that you're clean, if you trust me.”
I stopped and gasped, speechless, and not having the power to do anything more than stare down at her as she reached down and took my cock in her hands, stroking the tip. Her eyes grew wide as she felt me, almost as if she was afraid.
“It's bigger than my dildo,” she said with a shy smile. “God, I bet it feels so good. ”
I rolled over, pulling her on top of me. She squealed with delight as she was now on top, staring down at me. She smiled and licked her lips seductively.
“I think it's better to let you have control,” I said. “That way you can go as fast, or as slow, as you need to. I think you should dictate the pace, for your comfort.”
“But I don't know what I'm doing.”
“It's easy,” I reassured her. “And I'll guide you along. Come here.”
I helped lift her up, to position her to where her opening was poised just above me. She wiggled her body down, taking in just the tip. Slowly, she slid down the length of me, taking my cock into her inch by inch. Her eyes were wide and she moaned as I filled her up, sliding in a lot more easily than I initially thought I'd be able to.
God, she was so fucking tight, I wasn't sure I'd last very long.
With my hands on her hips, I helped her down all the way, and once I was sheathed inside of her completely, she started rocking, gently, with my help. The feeling of being inside of somebody so tight was amazing and I grabbed her ass, squeezing and kneading her skin. As she moved up and down on my cock, a low growl escaped my throat as a million different sensations washed over me.
A gasp escaped her and she squeezed her eye shut.
“Does it hurt?” I asked her, cringing, afraid she was in pain.
“No, not at all,” she said. “It feels good. Very good. Amazing even. It's the most incredible thing I've ever felt in my life.”
“Good,” I said, stroking her hip softly. “I want you to feel good.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
EMMA
When I slid down his cock, it took me by surprise. His cock stretched me wider than I'd been stretched before, but it felt amazing. I'd masturbated enough in my life that my hymen wasn't going to be a problem. I didn't want my first time to be painful, so I'd made sure of that. I'd prepared myself for it, you might say. But I never really could be prepared for this, not completely. The emotions involved with it were almost too much. As I stared down into his eyes and realized what was, I almost wanted to burst from happiness.
Surprisingly, it wasn't painful at all though. Marcus helped me move back and forth, making me grind myself against his body. The gentle, rolling movements felt amazing, and having my clit rubbing against his pelvis was almost too much. I hadn't expected my first time to feel so incredible and I was doing all I could to keep from crying out.
He was struggling to maintain control and keep himself from coming too soon, I could tell. At one point, I spasmed, my pussy clenching down tighter around him, and his eyes grew so wide, I thought he was going to come right then and there. But he held back and let out a groan of pleasure. I clenched down again, and he reacted once more. Smiling, I loved knowing I could have that effect on a man.
I fell forward, kissing him as I continued rocking back and forth on top of him, his hands guiding my rhythm. The feeling of his lips on mine, his hands on my body, was almost too much for me. My pulse quickened and my movements became more desperate as I felt my orgasm approaching. The closer I got, the faster I moved, I could tell he was struggling to stay in control. His brow was furrowed, his jaw was clenched tight and every movement caused him to let out a sound of pleasure. His hands gripped my hips even harder and tighter, his nails digging into my skin as he fought to maintain control of himself.
Every sound that came from his lips only made my own pleasure more intense. Even though I had no idea what I was actually doing, he made me feel amazing. Finally, I found the rhythm that made my eyes fly open and a moan of pleasure escape my lips. As I rocked back and forth, taking him deeper and deeper inside of me, he hit the right spot, and I felt the tightness in my pelvis as I found myself nearing the brink; and then I toppled over it.