Resolution Pact: First Kiss

Bradley pushed until he was against my hymen and I braced for the inevitable sting of having it torn. A few of the girls at the sorority had compared notes about their first time one night when they were drunk, so I knew there would be some pain. They promised it would fade and I hoped they were right. Bradley kept pushing, and I felt the resistance, but then he pulled back and gave me a thrust that was hard enough to drive past it. I swallowed hard when I felt the first sting of the thin membrane taring.

“Don’t stop.” I looked into his eyes and begged for more.

“I’ll go slow.” He nodded and slowly pulled back before pushing himself inside me again. “I’m going to take excellent care of you tonight.”

I felt my pussy being stretched around his girth again. The ring where my hymen had previously resided hurt as he continued to push past it, but I did my best to ignore the sting. I wanted every inch of his length inside me. I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I felt when he brought me to a land of paradise I never imagined was possible. He pulled back and gave me several gentle thrusts—each one going deeper than the one before it. He pushed himself a little deeper, and his thrusts began to pick up speed.

I could see the same desire on his face that was previously on mine when I tasted bliss for the first time. That desire was so strong that his eyes practically burned with intensity. He was doing all that he could to hold back and make sure he didn’t hurt me any more than he had to. He was making sure that my first time was perfect. His cock started going deeper and deeper with each trust. The feeling of pain began to give away to pleasure. It wasn’t as intense as what I felt when I was trapped underneath his tongue, but it was enough to make me moan with pleasure.

“This feels so fucking good.” He let out of light groan. “You’re so tight—I can barely hold back—fuck…”

Bradley kept pushing his cock inside me until it was almost buried in my pussy. His thrusts got a little faster, and after a few minutes, I felt the pleasure getting stronger. I felt a twinge of bliss deep inside my pussy and realized that he was against my g-spot. It was almost as sensitive as my clit, and after he drove himself into it with several hard thrusts, I felt the pressure starting to build like it did when his tongue was stimulating my clit.

“Oh god.” My head rolled back against the mattress, and I moaned.

My moans got heavier as he picked up speed. I watched as the last couple of inches disappeared inside me. He let his cock stay there—as deep as possible—and leaned forward to kiss my neck. My pussy started to adjust to his girth. His thrusts began again, and euphoria rushed through my veins. His hands explored my body and squeezed my breasts while his lips continue to tease my neck. I felt his cock begin to throb inside me and the thrusts were hard enough to make the bed shake each time he slammed into me.

“Don’t hold back.” I purred into his ear. “I want to feel you cum.”

“I won’t be the only one.” He growled and bit down on my earlobe.

His thrusts continued to get harder and faster. Each one was euphoria as it hammered my g-spot. The mattress bounced underneath us, and I heard the bed start to creak. That wasn’t even the peak of his furious desires. He kept going until the headboard was bouncing against the wall. His abdominal muscles flexed each time he went deep inside my pussy. I traced his muscles and dug my nails into his back, keeping him as close as possible while thrusts slammed into me.

The pressure inside me built up to the point that I could barely stand it. My body was begging for another release. The pressure was so intense that I could hardly breathe. I was on the edge of bliss, and another orgasm was getting closer by the second. His thrusts kept me teetering on the edge of ultimate bliss, and they continued for so long that I thought I was going to be trapped there forever—but I didn’t care. It felt so good that my whole body was churning with pleasure. I felt a thrust start to send me over the edge and I realized that I wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer.

“I’m gonna cum—oh god!” I squealed and dug my nails into his back again.

“You’re not the only one.” He grunted and growled into my ear.

I felt his cock throbbing inside me and then it started to pulsate. His lust had reached the point of no return just like mine. The bliss rushed through my veins, and I savored the nirvana of the moment. My pussy spasmed on his length and I felt his thrusts start to get erratic. His head rolled back and a primal roar rushed from his throat as the first eruption of cum exploded inside me. Cum filled the condom and made it balloon.

That didn’t slow him down. He kept driving his cock into me, forcing his length into my spasms. My orgasm made every muscle in my body shake while he continued to erupt inside me. My contractions milked his lust until all of his seed was drained into the condom. His thrusts began to slow, and I felt the afterglow of bliss coursing through my body. When they finally stopped, he pulled his cock free and collapsed on the bed beside me. I crawled into his powerful, tattooed arms and they pulled me close.

“I’m glad we decided to stay here tonight.” He exhaled sharply and kissed my forehead. “After that, I may never want to go back to New York. I might keep you in my arms forever.”

“That’s kidnapping…” A light chuckle echoed from my throat. “But I’m not sure I would complain too much.”

My thoughts were getting tangled up in the moment of bliss, and I didn’t want him to say something that he would regret when we were forced to return to the real world. He didn’t make me any promises, and I didn’t want to let my expectations run wild. What we had didn’t have to be complicated. I knew what I wanted when I bought the lingerie, and I found the courage to go after it. If it didn’t last longer than one night, then I would never forget it.

Chapter Six

The next day

I spent the few hours we had until the sun came up memorizing every one of Brittany’s beautiful curves. We chased our desires several times before we were so exhausted that we couldn’t do anything but sleep. The sun was already past the top of the window when we finally woke up. My hunger refused to be satisfied by lust, no matter how much I craved another trip to bliss with Brittany in my arms, so I slid out of bed and ordered room service. I had no idea what she liked, so I just asked them to bring me one of everything. They had just gotten the table set up when she walked out of the bedroom wearing one of the robes that the hotel provided.

“I’m so freaking hungry…” She smiled and walked over.

“Me too.” I nodded and pulled out her chair so she could sit down. “I’m not sure what you like—there are plenty of options.”

“Well, I’m certainly no vegan.” She grabbed a piece of bacon. “So this is a wonderful start.”

We were silent for several minutes as we devoured our food and emptied the pot of coffee. After breakfast, we showered together, and I couldn’t resist getting her dirty one more time before it was over. I made arrangements for a flight to carry us home while she put on her clothes, and then I packed everything that I was wearing the previous night into the bag from the store downstairs. She walked into the main part of the suite wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with a bag in her hand that was stuffed with her dress.

“So, are we taking the jet back to New York?” She sat down on the couch and looked over at me.

“Nah, I told the Air Force they could keep the prototype—payment for them not shooting us down last night.” I chuckled and shrugged. “I’m sure General Briggs will be happy.”

“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows. “How are we getting home?”