Under the Stars and Stripes (Under Him)

Then he kisses me again, and when he comes up, he positions me toward the end of the bed and disrobes right in front of me. Under his street clothes, you’d never know that his body had so much definition to it, but as we’re standing there under the soft glow of the lamp next to the bed, I can see the start and finish of every muscle in his body.

When he releases his cock from his underwear and drops those away, I gasp, but it’s when he actually lowers it down onto my thigh and I can feel its heft that I find myself completely speechless.

“I’m gonna ask again now that you can see what you’re in for–” he stops himself. “Well… what you’re getting in you, I say.”

As frustrated as I am that I can’t suck his cock right now like I would like to, I tell him that I’ll be okay. Although I am scared it’s going to hurt, but not so scared that I don’t want him to do it.

“Please fuck me,” I tell him, wrapping my legs around him and running my toes up from his bare ass all the way up to the top of his spine.

I feel his cock come off my thigh and brace myself for it to go inside.

Why isn’t he being quick about it, like he would with a Band-Aid?

Get me through the worst of it–

“Oh!” I exclaim, without meaning to, and for a moment, I feel as if I’m being split in two.

But a moment is as long as it lasts. When the tension in my muscles is gone after the initial shock and I force myself to relax, he asks if I’m okay and I say yes.

I want him to keep going but now I see why he took it slow at first. He gently begins to thrust himself in and out of me.

He starts slow, but I can’t keep my mouth from emoting the sheer pleasure I’m feeling, and he goes in harder and deeper upon hearing my moans.

“Omigod!” I scream, my back arching right off the mattress.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he says, as he manages to lean down and kiss me on the lips without losing his rhythm.

Then when he comes back up, he grabs my right calf and sets it on his shoulders, kissing it as he pulls the left one up to his other shoulder.

He takes me by the ankles while my legs are still at the level of his ear and stops all together.

Then he looks me dead in the eye as he clenches my ankles tighter and asks, “Ready?”

I don’t know what he’s asking if I’m ready for, but I say, “Yes, sir,” anyway.

He licks away a little sweat that’s rolled all the way down from his forehead to his upper lip, then he nods his head at me, tightening his grip just a bit more as he pulls back his waist until he’s all the way out of me.

Then, quicker and deeper than before he pulled out, he begins jackhammering his cock in and completely back out of me. In and completely back out of me.

“This is so hot,” he says. “I love when my cock is buried in your pussy.

“Oh my God!” I scream. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”

“I’m gonna come,” he pants out. “Are you close?”

I’m a step ahead of him. The warmth I thought I felt climbing up my body before turns to an infernal heat and a sensation I can’t quite describe takes over my entire body until I’m clenching the sheets and rising up off the bed while he’s still pounding me hard and fast.

“Yes. I’m coming!” I tell him, a wave of an orgasm overtaking my body as I feel him pulsing and throbbing inside him.

“I’m coming too!” he screams, as he slams himself into me a few more times, and I feel his cum shooting out inside of me.

Then he falls down on top of me and kisses me on the mouth.

“You beautiful, beautiful creature,” he says.

And all I can do is just stare at him. Because I can’t believe how good I feel and how lucky I am to have experienced that as my first time.

“That was amazing,” I tell him.

“Did you—”

“Oh, yes. You couldn’t tell?”

“I thought I noticed a sudden escalation of your ecstasy, but I didn’t know for sure because I started to get there at about the same time,” he says as he kisses me on the neck. “I just wanted to make sure. I’m glad I made you feel good.”

“You made me feel so great.”

He then laughs and says, “Guess I kind of put the cart before the horse showing you the guest room, huh?”

And I laugh right along with him, right there in his arms.

Chapter Eight - Simon

Even after I’ve been woken by the gentle light of the morning sun streaming through the small window facing east over my headboard, I have trouble differentiating whether or not I’ve actually come out of a dream.