“Oh?”
“It’s a very important decision. One that impacts you as much as it does me, if not more so.”
“Okay,” I said, getting nervous.
“It’s been a while since you arrived, and we’ve been doing what we’re doing. I have decided that it is time. You have waited long enough, my darling, patiently and loyally. The time has come for me to take your virginity.”
My gasp couldn’t be stifled or deflected in any way. He had said what he had said, and my reaction was more than natural. Much more surprised than offended, I could hardly believe my ears.
I’d thought maybe he had forgotten all about it. I’d more than contented myself with what affections he was willing to give, growing to love them, even. Yet, truth be told, I was over the moon to hear his good news.
“When were you thinking of doing it?”
“Right now, if you're feeling up to it. Or after breakfast if you need more strength.”
“Now,” I blurted, not thinking twice, “I mean, maybe not in the hot tub, as that could get a bit difficult, but now as opposed to later. As soon as possible, please.”
With a chuckle and a kiss, he got out of the water, taking me with him soon after. Drying us both off with freshly laundered towels, the cotton still smelling dryer fresh, he took me by the hand once more.
Then he led me back up to his room, both of us naked this time. Adam’s growing excitement also manifested in his big cock, which was getting harder by the second.
The bed came up to meet me, its high thread-count sheets soft against my back. Standing by my side, his cock at full, throbbing attention, Adam began to kiss me. He kissed me on the forehead, and he kissed me on the lips.
The kisses kept coming, going down the length of my neck. There were kisses on my clavicles, and soon enough they were going down to my nipples.
More kisses were coming between my tits and down my pelvis, over my belly, to my hips, and down my thighs, all the way to my toes. Sucking the big one first, right then left, he worked his way up, with long, loving licks, to the part that felt best.
“Yes!” I squealed, at first contact.
Adam licked my pussy perfectly, coaxing me on to a wonderland only recently discovered. I was so glad my long-held V-card was about to expire.
He licked and he sucked me in all manner of ways, and each of them were delightful.
“Good girl,” he cooed, stroking me calmly, after bringing me to orgasm.
With a few more strokes to get me nice and ready, he slipped in a finger, then two, working them and around testing the territory. Nodding his satisfaction, he moved in closer, continuing to finger me as he fed me his cock. He got it in farther than I had before, my gag reflex long ago tamed.
I sucked and he worked, bringing mutual satisfaction. Adam made sure I was well prepped while I wet his tool. A bit too well, as it turned out, his load insisting on jumping down my throat.
Taking it in as well as I could, with not a drop spilled, I sucked him again, just to show goodwill. This time I stopped when he got fully stiff.
“Are you ready, my pet?”
“Yes,” I said, nervous but also excited.
Turning me a little so that I was flush with him, my feet near the edge of the bed, he got me into position. Once my heels were on his shoulders and both of my wrists were held in one of his powerful hands, Adam stroked the warm head of his cock against me, filling me with love and light, chasing away and lingering doubts I might have had about losing my virginity.
But I’d had none, because I wanted to give it to him so bad I was aching for him.
“Oh!” I gasped as the warm, throbbing head slipped between the walls of my pussy.
He went deep inside my pussy as its walls enveloped his cock perfectly. The pain I had been expecting was yet to come about. The fit was snug and the feeling intense, but nowhere near painful.
But pride came before the fall, the hurt starting just as Adam found my flower. His cock pressed right up against my cherry as he prepared to pop it.
Once he did, I realized it wasn’t as bad as I’d imagined. The rumors were like something out of a horror movie, with blood and pain and screaming. In real life, there was pain, but it was brief, like a short, sharp pinch and I winced as it happened.
Adam held still, stroking my belly with his free hand as the pain started to fade, giving way to the most beautiful feeling of pleasure— one that only grew the longer he was in there. Pulling out briefly to clean us both off with wet wipes from the nightstand, he eased back, while nothing but pleasure was radiating through me.