His Innocent Cherry Pie: A Double Virgin Valentine

Her eyes open. "More like nervous this is going to hurt real bad."

"It's new for both of us. We can go slow. Remember, we don't want to forget any of it. I'm memorizing the details of this moment, Laura: the way your eyes look right now, full of hope and desire, the softness of your cheeks, the way your hair is splayed out on this blanket, this big old truck bed for you and me."

She runs her hand over my jaw, drawing my mouth to hers. She kisses me as I move deeper inside of her, filling her up the way we both crave. She bites my bottom lip. "Oh God," she moans as I take her fully, as I make her mine. "Oh, Cole." She wraps her arms around me, her mouth on my ear, exhaling warm air, pleasure on every inch of our bodies.

Her skin is warm and soft, just like her breath. She's small and graceful and I want to hold her gently. Not because I think she's going to break, but because she's so damn precious.

"You feel so good," I tell her as I move inside of her, thrusting deeper and deeper until she's crying out in pleasure, in a way I've only dreamed about.

"Oh God, Cole. Take me, Cole. Yes. Yes." She moans and I do. I’d take my girl to the end of the fucking earth, and I'd take her farther still.

Her legs wrap around me as I ride her good, fucking her with my cock the way I was made to do. And she takes me, the pleasure overriding the pain.

I love looking down at her, her sweet tits bouncing as I fuck her pretty pussy, wet and tight around my cock. I run my hand over her belly, her breasts.

She takes my hand in hers, both of them, and laces our fingers. She holds on tight.

I fuck her with abandon, fully, completely, making her mine. "I'm going to come, baby. You ready?"

She nods, a smile spreading across her face as I fill her up with my seed.

"Fuck," I groan, grunting as I finish.

She pants wildly as her orgasm rushes through her body. "Oh God," she moans. "Oh my God."

I pull her to me, into my lap. I sit back against the edge of the truck. She's wrapped around me and our eyes lock.

"How you feeling?" I ask her.

"I'm trying to catch my breath."

“Did that go too fast or...?"

"No, it was perfect. I’m just ... trying to catch my breath so we can do it all over again." She gives me a smile. "You're still inside of me."

"I love that." I feel myself harden right back up. It doesn't take me long because she's sitting in my lap, full of my cock, her tight cunt wrapped around me, her tits pressed against my chest, and I hold onto her ass, driving her against me hard.

"Oh God." She groans, her head falling back as I begin to take her again, knowing neither of us are getting enough. We want more, so much more. I guess that's what happens when you have 25 years of desire pent up inside of you. And she's got 21 years pent up inside of her.

But now, now we're both giving over. We're both giving in.

When we finish, we lie down in that truck bed, looking up at the stars. We're both giddy with happiness. I can tell she is because that smile on her face won't fade.

"Should I be getting you home? Are your aunt and uncle going to be worried?"

"I don't want to leave you," she says, kissing my neck.

"I'll be sleeping at the bunkhouse not too far from you."

She sighs sleepily, and I hold her tight. We lie like that for a few hours, laughing and joking and talking about our future. Big, bright, and beautiful.

When she begins to fall asleep, I kiss her awake, reminding her my ass will be had if I keep her out all night.

"Okay, cowboy. I guess you should take me home. I don't want to worry them. Not after how good they've been to me."

In the truck, we leave my driveway, both of us buzzing. Her fingers lace with mine and she snuggles against me during the drive. "I don't want this night to end,” she says over and over again.

"We always have tomorrow," I tell her.

She nods as we pull up to the ranch house. "I know you're right. And I don't want to worry them. It's just, I've never so badly wanted to be with anyone. And we didn't even finish the cherry pie."

I chuckle. "Oh Laura, we finished the pie, all right."

She laughs. "I guess we did, huh? It was just a different kind of pie than either of us were expecting tonight."

"That's the truth," I say. "I'll come see you in the morning, but then I got to work."