No matter what happens tonight, I won’t have any regrets. I want this more than I’ve wanted anything else before.
The look on Bradley’s face made me smile. There was so much desire in his eyes as I approached him. He wrapped his arms around me and slowly slid them down to my ass. There wasn’t much fabric back there, and his hands felt amazing on my skin. He leaned forward, started kissing my neck, and I felt a tingle shoot through my body. My pussy immediately began to get wet.
“Oh god.” I leaned against his ear and gasped.
“I spent all night thinking you were a good girl who would never consider something like this.” He squeezed my ass again. “I guess you’re not as innocent as I thought.”
“I’m tired of being a good girl.” I looked into his eyes. “I want this year to be different.”
Bradley lifted me off my feet, and I straddled his waist as he started to kiss me again. He walked me into one of the bedrooms and dropped me on the bed. His lips were on mine immediately, crushing them as he ravaged my mouth. His hand moved between my thighs, and a finger slid into the thin fabric on the front of my panties as I slowly spread my legs. He started rubbing my wetness, and I immediately moaned.
I had touched myself more than once when I was alone in my bed, both at home and when I got to the sorority house. It pleased me, but that was nothing compared to the way it felt when Bradly started rubbing his finger against my most intimate area. I had never gotten that wet when I was pleasuring myself. He slowly rubbed his finger along my labia, and then I felt him push into my virgin pussy. It was so tight that he struggled to get it inside me, even though I was practically dripping with lust. He gave me a few gentle thrusts and then slid his finger up to my clitoris. His finger danced around the sensitive bundle of nerves, and I felt pleasure shoot through my body.
Wow, that feels good.
“Oh god…” I moaned and felt a pressure start to build inside me that was stronger than anything I had ever felt when I masturbated.
“I’m going to make sure this is a night you never forget.” He kissed my neck and then started kissing his way down my chest as he pulled his finger out of my panties.
Bradley pulled the front of my lingerie down and exposed my nipples. They quickly turned into hard nubs as he kissed and circled them with his tongue. He left them coated with his saliva as he kissed down my abdomen and wrapped his hands around the fabric strand holding my panties on my hips. They came down with a quick tug, and I kicked them off as he pushed my legs apart. His lips started to move against my inner thighs, and then I felt his breath on my clit. I was so wet and turned on that I didn’t care what he did to me. Every second that passed just made me want him more.
I envisioned his delicious tongue sending me to a new world of pleasure. I knew it would feel good, even if I did want something else more. The thought of him devouring my pussy was too much for me to resist. He continued to kiss my inner thighs, teasing me with his lips as he moved towards my pussy and then started kissing in the opposite direction. I was so wet and ready for him that I could feel my lust practically dripping. I felt the heat of his breath on my clit again, and instead of pulling away, he extended his tongue and plunged it into my wetness. I grabbed the back of his head immediately and my back arched against the bed. The first sensation of pleasure from his tongue made it hard for me to do anything but moan—the feeling was so intense I was barely able to breathe.
That feels so freaking good.
Bradley’s tongue pushed against my hymen several times, and then he circled the entrance of my pussy before moving up to my clit. His fingers pushed the hood away, and his tongue flicked against the sensitive bundle of nerves. He slid his tongue back to the entrance of my pussy, penetrated me a couple of times, and immediately moved back to my clit. Feeling his tongue inside me felt incredible, but nothing compared to feeling it on my clit. It was like heaven crushing me with sensations of pure pleasure.
It was so intense that my endorphins begin to surge. I held onto the back of his head, and my body squirmed against the devouring hunger on his lips. My clit became a hard knot against his tongue. I felt his hand on my inner thigh, and then he pushed a finger inside me. A few light thrusts followed, and the combination felt miraculous. I thought I was going to have an immediate orgasm, but I craved the pleasure so much I wanted to enjoy it as long as possible.
“Oh god, please don’t stop.” A loud moan rushed across my lips, and I started to writhe on the bed, which only pushed his finger further inside me.
His finger pressed against my hymen so hard that I thought he was going to break through it for a second. His tongue picked up speed, and he started to give me gentle thrusts with his finger that were a little faster. My back arched against the bed as the pressure began to build up inside me. It was so intense that I felt the struggle to delay my orgasm getting harder by the second. His tongue worked vigorously. He was trying to bring me to the climax I craved, even though I was fighting against it with everything I had.
My mind started to wander as I rode the wave of bliss. After he was done making me cum, he was going to take my virginity. Thinking about having him inside my pussy got me even more turned on. I writhed against the mattress, imagining that his finger was something much bigger—and it wasn’t going to stop when it felt my hymen offering what resistance it could. I wanted him to do things to my virgin body that I had never dared to crave before. Bradley’s determination and devotion to my pleasure toyed with my thoughts as his tongue brought me closer to bliss. I never imagined meeting a man like him—much less letting him take me to bed on the night we met.
I felt my legs start to shake and my muscles began to get tight. There was no way to delay the orgasm any longer. My toes curled, and my hands fell away from his head. I balled my fists, and the tension caused my head to roll back against the mattress. A gasp rushed from my lungs and poured across my lips.
“I’m gonna cum!” My breath came out in hurried gasps, and I felt my words getting tangled up in the back of my throat.
Bradly’s tongue didn’t slow down. He made my clit hum with euphoria pushing against my tense muscles. I thought they couldn’t get any tighter, but I was wrong. They seized and made my body ached. I was begging for my release—that beautiful climax that was on the tip of my boiling desire. It hit me like a wave. The release felt like the weight of the world was being lifted from my frame. My lips trembled, and I moaned so loud I could feel the echo in my chest. I started bouncing on the bed, but he held me in place.
The orgasm took every bit of ecstasy that had been building and sent it shooting through my veins like a chorus of jubilation. I verbalized my exhilaration as he took my virgin body to heights of pleasure I never imagined—then I went even higher. I felt like I was floating on a cloud. The pressure released as each wave of orgasmic bliss crashed into me. My pussy spasmed on his finger. My clit started to get extremely sensitive. After nearly a minute of pure euphoria, the feeling began to pass. A sense of peace followed the tension of my first real orgasm and then my eyes slowly started to open.
“That was incredible…” A lon
g sigh passed across my lips as they twisted into a smile.
“Not as incredible as what comes next.” He lifted between my thighs and started to unfasten his pants.
“I want you.” I bit down on my bottom lip and nodded.
“I want you more.” He kicked his pants and started unbuttoning his shirt.
I couldn’t wait. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled it apart, ripping several buttons in the process. I was surprised to find that he was covered in in beautiful ink. My fingers traced the designs and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. He tossed it on the floor and reached for his boxers, but my hands were there first. I stroked his engorged length through the fabric several times and then pulled them down to expose his enormous cock. It looked like it would destroy me when it was forced into my virgin pussy, but I didn’t care.
Bradley grabbed his pants and fumbled around until he got his wallet open and retrieved a condom. He tore the wrapper open and started to unroll it on his length. He pushed the head into my wetness, and I immediately moaned. My virgin pussy was stretched around his girth as he entered me. There was a slight bit of pressure when he started to push, but that feeling was overwhelmed by my desires. I wanted him. I didn’t care if it hurt. I was going to do precisely what Stacy said and make 2019 my year.
Even if this is only one night—I’m going to make sure it is the best one of my life.