“I’m telling you because I do want to take your pin, but I’m a little scared.” My body tensed up, matching the rigidness that had swept over him.
“If you take my pin, I promise that’ll I’ll make tonight special.” He relaxed a little and leaned near my ear. “I’ll make you cum harder than you ever thought was possible.”
“My bar is pretty low...” I bit down on my lip and sighed.
“I’ll set it higher than you ever imagined.” He let his lips graze my ear. “I’ll treat your beautiful body like the prize it is.”
I took his pin and let him lead me towards the exit. The main hotel that the guests were staying in connected to the Grand Ballroom courtesy of a covered walkway. A discounted room came with the ticket and although it wasn’t free, it was much cheaper than anything else nearby. Maximo led me to the elevators and kissed me as we waited for it to arrive. We weren’t the only ones that were leaving before the music was done. The lobby was filled with people kissing, some doing a little more than that, and some that were just talking. The elevator arrived and when we got inside, Maximo pushed a card into the slot that allowed access to one of the suites.
“Wow, how did you get a suite? My only option was a tiny room.” I tilted my head inquisitively.
“The people that throw the World Ball give room choices based on your donation.” He chuckled and smiled.
“I wasn’t asked for a donation.” I blinked a couple of times in surprise. “Not that I could have afforded it.”
“Yeah, they do background checks. If you can afford it, they ask for a donation. If not, they just let you in. They want everyone to have a fair shot and contribute their fair share.” He put his arms around me as we got to his floor.
Great, now he knows I’m poor.
He kissed me before we stepped off the elevator and as we walked towards his suite, we stopped a couple of times to kiss again. By the time we made it to his suite, the straps on my dress were pushed off my shoulders and his shirt was partially unbuttoned. I was actually going to do it—I was going to lose my virginity to a guy I just met. The strangest part was that even as his lips traced my neck and he started to unzip my dress, I didn’t feel like I was making a lifelong commitment with him. I always expected my first time to be with someone I was going to be with forever, but after tasting the fire of what I could only describe as lust, I felt something else stirring inside me. I wanted him in that moment, but I wasn’t ready to start naming our kids quite yet. I just wanted to experience what I had never experienced before and he seemed like a man that would make it as special as a one night stand really could be.
“How in the world is this shell bra thing connected?” His hands fumbled with the back of it.
“It doesn’t have a clasp.” I smiled and lifted my arms so he could pull it off me.
“That’s confusing.” He dropped it on the couch and then started working on my dress.
We moved towards the bedroom as our clothes came off. We left a trail, with the final two pieces being my panties and his boxer shorts. We were naked when our bodies crashed into the bed. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his body or stop my hands from exploring the mountain of tattooed muscles pressed against me. My body was completely engulfed in his embrace, reacting to every movement of his hand, and succumbing to his passionate lips. He kissed my neck, worked his way down to my breasts, and started licking my nipples. My back arched and I felt my desire get even hotter. He started working his way lower—down to my belly button—and then lower. His lips explored areas that had only been touched by my hands and I felt the heat of his breath against my labia.
“I’m going to devour this.” His tongue moved against the perimeter of my labia. “I can’t want to watch your beautiful body dance against my tongue.”
“What are you waiting for?” I exhaled sharply and lifted my hips slightly.
I couldn’t believe those words had come out of my mouth. My sexuality truly was blooming. His tongue pressed against my labia, parted it, and then I felt his breath against my wetness. He pushed his tongue inside me and licked my virgin pussy for the first time. He was gentle, especially when his tongue grazed my hymen. He slowly withdrew his tongue and started kissing the sensitive skin around my pussy until he got to the top. His fingers pushed away the hood covering my clitoris and then I felt his tongue start moving around it in a circle. Every muscle in my body tightened and I let out a loud, audible gasp. It felt unbelievable, my divinity and pleasure mixing into a feeling that swept through me me. It was almost like a match being lit in my soul while electric currents teased my skin.
“Oh god, that feels so good!” I gasped again, even louder than the first time.
He kept his tongue moving in a circle and I started to squirm on the bed. I had never felt anything as amazing as his tongue on my clitoris. I fantasized about a tongue when I was alone a few times, but my finger was a poor substitute for the reality. I squirmed so much that I started to pull away from him. He wrapped a hand around the top part of both of my thighs and quickly pulled me back underneath his tongue. He started to move faster and that only made me squirm more, but he held me tightly in place on the bed. I felt my body getting more excited as I struggled. The pleasure was so intense that I wanted to slow him down, but I was trapped in his strong embrace. My hands ran through his hair as my breathing got heavier.
“I’m gonna cum!” I squealed and my back arched as my shoulders flung back against the mattress.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. A pressure built up inside me that consumed everything I thought I knew about pleasure. It was like a balloon attached to my soul. The pressure built until everything inside me felt like it ruptured into bliss. My toes curled and my muscles tightened. I felt like all of the muscles in my abdomen were spasming at the same time, but they didn’t hurt, they just quivered. Even my pussy started to clench and spasm, which was a completely new feeling. It had never done that when I pleasured myself. It seemed to heighten the experience even more. When the pleasure finally faded to numbness, he pulled his lips away from my clitoris and lightly kissed my inner thighs.
“That was incredible.” I let out a long sigh.
“Feeling you erupt was the biggest turn-on I’ve ever had.” He lifted up and I saw his cock engorged with his desires. “Look what you did to me.”
Chapter 4: Lyric
I had never really thought much about a man’s penis. I knew the shape, the outline, and I had seen a hard one in pictures that I discovered on my sister’s laptop when I was younger. His was thick and tight, swollen with veins along the sides. The glans was almost like a mushroom, sitting on top of the shaft. Knowing that he intended to put it inside my tight, virgin pussy was both exciting and frightening. I struggled with even the slimmest tampon to the point I gave up when I was a teenager. I couldn’t imagine something as large as his cock penetrating me. It wasn’t something that I thought about when I realized I was going to lose my virginity, but staring down his cock with the knowledge of what was about to happen made my heart race in my chest.
“Just relax.” He lifted my legs and rubbed the entrance of my pussy with his finger.
“I’m trying...” I let out a gasp and felt my muscles tense up.
He moved his finger along my outside of my labia, spreading my wetness, which mixed with his saliva. He tore open a condom wrapper with his teeth and started to unroll it on his shaft. I hadn’t even thought about protecti
on. I was so caught up in the moment that it was the last thing on my mind, despite all of the sex education classes I had in high school. He pressed the glans to my wetness and started to slowly push himself inside me. My body got even tenser and I could feel my muscles shaking as I trembled. I did my best to relax, forcing myself to ignore the pain that came from being stretched so he could enter me. It took several minutes for me to calm down and finally let him slide the glans inside.