“OK,” she says, closing her eyes.
I play with her clit for a few seconds, letting the very tip of my finger dip into her pussy just enough to gather up her wetness and make things smoother.
“I like that,” she says.
“Yeah,” I say. “I’m not inside you yet.”
I push the tip in, just a little bit past her hymen, and she gasps. So I stop.
“No, keep going,” she says, gritting her teeth. This is why I don’t really enjoy being with virgins. It’s not going to feel good. It’s just an act that needs to be done.
I dip my face down and begin licking her again, deciding to make her come first so she’s good and wet when I start putting things inside her.
She goes back to her wiggling and writhing. Her hand dips down to my head without prompting and grips my hair. Guiding me the way I asked her to.
Oh, yeah. She is a very sweet thing.
She begins to hold her breath and then gasps. I watch her through her parted legs, still hiked up so high, her knees are at her shoulders.
“You can come whenever you want,” I say. “Just tell me when you’re about to so I know.”
She bites her lip and nods.
I continue licking, then nipping the soft folds of her pussy carefully. I want to stick all my fingers up inside and make her come on them, but I hold back and be patient.
When I take my thumb to her clit and poke my tongue into her pussy she arches her back and says, “I’m going to come now,”
And as soon as her body goes stiff I shove the whole length of my finger inside her.
“Oh, shit!” she screams. “That hurts!”
“I’m sorry,” I say, pumping her. She is good and wet so even though her muscles are tight, practically gripping my finger, it slides in and out easily.
“Does that still feel good?” I ask.
She nods her head and bucks her back again, so I speed up, finger-fucking her like I would a woman with more experience. It takes a few minutes, but holy hell, she comes again, this time gushing all over my finger, and I just…
I just can’t believe it.
My dick wants to blow in my jeans. Twice. Unheard of. She is either a very sexual creature or so horny she can’t help herself. Either way, I feel like I just won the lottery.
I withdraw my finger and she releases my hair. Then opens her eyes and says, “That’s it?”
“What?” I laugh. “You just came twice. That’s… very unusual.”
“It is?”
“Do you masturbate a lot?”
“Not a lot,” she says. “But my sister left me a vibrator so I used that the other night after you left.”
I just blink my eyes at her. “I jerked off that night too. Came all over myself thinking about you.”
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“Now?” I ask. “Tonight?”
“Please?” she begs. “Just try.”
“Uh… I don’t think you understand how big my cock is, Aria. My finger,” I say, holding it up. “Very, very small compared to my cock.”
“Show it to me, so I can see.”
Holy shit. I might not be able to fuck her tonight but I’m definitely gonna come all over that sweet face.
I stand up, unbutton and unzip my jeans, then pull them down my hips a little until my cock spills out like a long, thick snake.
“Oh,” she says.
“Are you disappointed?” I ask.
“No, but you’re right. That will never fit inside me.”
“Well, it definitely will, Aria. They all fit. It’s just not going to feel very good the first time.”
She nods, then says, “You don’t wear underwear?”
“Not tonight I didn’t.”
“Because you knew you were gonna see me.”
“That’s exactly why.”
She takes a deep breath, still looking at my cock, and says, “Can I hold it?”
Fuckin’ A. This little thing is gonna kill me. “Sure,” I say.
She sits up, straightening out her dress skirt, and then reaches for my cock, wrapping her hand around it.
“It’s thick. My fingers don’t even go all the way around.”
I’ve heard that before. Pretty much every time a girl first holds my cock in her hand. But it always felt contrived. Something they say to be dirty. And that’s not at all how it comes out with Aria. It comes out like she just discovered something miraculous. So innocent. She has no idea how hearing her say that makes me feel. No clue at all. She just says it because it’s true.
She trains her eyes on mine, her hand pumping along my shaft a little. Like she wants to jerk me off, she’s just not sure if she’s allowed. “I want to do it.”
“Do what?”
“Have sex with you. Real sex. With this inside me.”
“I don’t know, Aria. I’m gonna hurt you.”
“But not on purpose. It’s just… something that has to be done. Like you said.”
I try to work out a way that doesn’t involve her screaming and crying and hating me.