by Dawn Forrest
She closed her laptop, sighing because she had found it hard to concentrate, her thoughts constantly returning to Mitch and what they were planning to do that night. She was excited and a little nervous, not because she wasn’t ready—she was most definitely ready—but because she realized that Mitch was a big man. The only way it wasn’t going to hurt was if he couldn’t get it in. If I’d known, I might have gone out and got myself laid in preparation. But even as she thought it, she knew it wasn’t true. Lots of boys had expressed an interest, but she had never wanted to make love to any of them; all she thought about was the deputy, with his gun belt strapped on and his tight, sexy trousers. Just as she was daydreaming about him again, her cell rang, and it was Mitch.
“Hi, Jan, you okay? Still on for tonight?” He sounded almost anxious.
“Absolutely. Did you get some sleep?”
“Some, but I’ve been a bit preoccupied.”
“Oh, really? Funnily enough, so have I.”
He chuckled. ‘’Do you want me to come and pick you up?”
“No, I’ll head out at six o’clock. I can’t wait to see you.”
“Likewise, but no speeding, I don’t want Officer McGowan to detain you.”
“Okay, see you later.’
“Janet, wait. Listen. Remember what you said about being imaginative?”
“How can I forget?” She groaned.
“Well, just bear that in mind. I’ll see you soon.”
What was that about?
She decided to first take a shower and do all the messy jobs like shaving and exfoliating and washing her hair. She was uncertain what Mitch’s preference was regarding pubic hair, so she decided to simply trim the area, reasoning that it would be quick and easy to take more off, but would take longer to grow it back. Then she took a long, hot bath filled with delicious strawberry-scented oil. Thinking of Mitch, she couldn’t resist touching herself as she soaked in the warm water. Getting more and more turned on, she decided that it might be a good idea to try to stretch her internal channel a bit.
She got out of the bath and rummaged around in her private drawer that she kept locked. Great, there was the bright pink, slender vibrator that Macy, her best friend at college, had given to her as a joke one Christmas. Macy had expected her to unwrap it in front of her brothers. Luckily, Janet has guessed what it was before opening it. Her friend hadn’t been so fortunate with the butt beads Janet had given her. Macy had to pretend to her parents that they were a bracelet. Janet had to admit that Macy’s gift had turned out to be useful. The batteries were now flat, but she didn’t need it to vibrate for her purposes. After two minutes, she changed her mind and hunted for some AAAs.
Temporarily satisfied, Janet stood staring at the contents of her underwear drawer. It was sadly lacking in the sexy lingerie department. All her matching sets were a bit too pink and girlie, which was definitely not the look she was going for. Mitch had seemed to appreciate her panties last night, so she chose another white lace thong and a matching bra. She opted for black jeans and a white camisole top that laced up the front. Did Mitch prefer her hair up or down? It never bothered her before. He seemed to like it however she wore it. Jesus, she needed to get a grip and calm down and stop dithering. She decided to leave it loose because it made her look older and very different from the little girl image he might still have of her.
Before leaving the house, Janet tracked down James.
“I’m seeing Mitch tonight, and I won’t be home. I’m just letting you know so that you don’t come screeching through Ridge Water conducting a search and rescue for me.” She gave him a reassuring hug.
“Just, you know, be careful. Make sure he uses—” He sounded like he was choking.
“A condom? “
“Yeah.”
“Of course, now this is getting weird, so I’m off. See you tomorrow.”
It was weird to be reminded about safe sex by James, but who else would? Their parents were dead, and Joshua wasn’t here. When she thought about it, she began to realize just how much of a parent Joshua had been to her. When she had first asked about where babies really came from, Joshua had sat down and given her “the talk.” When she had her first period, Joshua bought the sanitary products and made her feel special. James had helped, of course, but he was four years younger than Joshua and it had made for a big difference in the level of maturity. Well, they were all grown up now, and she thought that under the circumstances her brother hadn’t done a bad job. She bounced happily out of the house
Janet arrived at Mitch’s home twenty-five minutes later, having stayed at the speed limit almost the entire journey. She parked her SUV in his driveway and got out, grabbing her overnight bag. Mitch must have heard the engine because he appeared in his doorway and strolled out to meet her.
He looked spectacular in a torso-hugging white T-shirt, a tight pair of black jeans, and heavy, black biker-type shoes. Clean yet rough and tough. Janet’s heart began to race. She was used to being around big, good-looking men, so she knew buff when she saw it. Mitch was a broad solid man with bulging muscles. At five feet ten inches, she often felt tall and clumsy with the boys at college. Not with this man. He dwarfed her. She felt fragile compared to his hulking frame. He obviously took time to train and keep fit. She bet he had good stamina, something she hoped to have intimately confirmed.
* * * *
“Baby, you look gorgeous. Come here.” He loved her long flowing hair and just wanted to run his fingers through it and twist it around his hands and ---
“We match,” she said indicating to their clothes and dragging him from his fantasy. He pulled her to him and gave her a gentle welcome kiss on the mouth, restraining all the pent-up need and desire he had for her. She gently teased her tongue along his lips, deepening the kiss and invading his mouth. Some of his tightly bound desire unravelled, and they were soon devouring each other on the doorstep.
“Let’s take this inside,” he growled deeply.
Mitch easily picked her up and carried her into a spacious open-plan room consisting of a lounge, dining and kitchen area. She started to kiss him again, and he held her tightly to his broad chest. Although small compared to him, she was solid and strong just the way he liked. He cautioned himself to be extra gentle with her because tonight would be her first time. He sat her gently on the sofa and crouched down at eye level in front of her. He held both of her hands in his, caressing them with his thumbs.
“Last night you said that you loved me.” Janet looked at him with sparkling sapphire blue eyes, searching for the truth.
“I did. I do.”
“I have loved you from a distance for as long as I can remember, and I think that I always will.” Her voice was as soft as a summer night’s breeze.
The situation was so different to the normal casual relationships and sex that he had indulged in before. So much more was at stake here—her heart and his. Her happiness and well being were paramount to him.
“I need to ask you a few questions. It’ll help me to…do this right, okay?”
She nodded.
“Have you ever had anything wider than my finger inside you?”
He saw a rose flush creep across her face. She looked at his thick, chunky fingers and shook her head.
“No, not wider but a bit longer.”
“Okay. It’s likely that your hymen has already been breached and will have disintegrated, especially because you ride a lot.” He regretted sounding like a family doctor. “If it is still intact, do you mind it being broken by me but not with my cock?”
“I just want you. I don’t care about some layer of skin. I only haven’t had intercourse because I couldn’t get you out of my head, not because of some old-fashioned notion of purity.”
Wow. She really had waited for him. “Good. Janet, I want to take care of you. You’re precious to me. When we make love, it’s gonna be so good between us, but we have to take this nice and slow. I’m not a small man. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ve felt you, and I know that you’re not bragging. I think I’m going to be a lucky woman. No gain without pain, right?” She smiled nervously.
“Baby, there’s sometimes a thin line between pain and pleasure, but tonight I want to take it easy and we’ll enjoy ourselves, okay? No pressure.”
“Your right, I suppose there’s no rush.” She didn’t sound convinced.
“Exactly.” But, by God, he didn’t want to wait. He wanted to be joined in the flesh with her, to hear her screams of ecstasy.
“Now, baby, I’m gonna show you something. You might be surprised, but I think it’s a way forward. Keep an open mind. I’ve been shopping.” He led her to the kitchen counter, wary of her reaction.
“You’re kidding!” she shrieked.
There, lined up, was a banana and thick cucumber, and each had a condom next to it. She started to giggle.
“When James mentioned using a condom, I don’t think he had this in mind.” She started to laugh in earnest. “Jesus, Mitch, your imagination has been working overtime, I’m just,” she was trying to catch her breath, “I’m just glad you didn’t raid the squash section.” She howled with laugher.
“I’m glad you’re taking this seriously.” He was trying to frown but was failing. He loved the sunshine in her, the uninhibited joy. It and her laughter were infectious and soon the two of them were rolling around on the floor.
“I’m sorry, I just can’t stop thinking how you must have furtively foraged in the fruit section and perversely prowled the produce. Oh, God, my stomach hurts. I’ll never be able to go to Mel’s Mart again without blushing. If only they knew what sinister fate awaited their groceries.” Another fit of giggles consumed her. “I’m not at all sure I want to lose my virginity to Carl the Cucumber, no matter how handsome he is!”
“Laugh it up, babe, laugh it up. You’ll be thanking me later.”
When she calmed down, she asked, “Mitch, why can’t you just use your fingers?”
How fucking obvious. He could kick himself.
“I guess I was thinking about a smaller version of my cock, a vibrator or a dildo. I thought that the shape might make it…smoother, easier. I missed the obvious.” If he used his fingers he would be able to feel her muscles relax, he would know her response better.
She gave him a heartwarming smile.
“You’ve been so preoccupied about my comfort that you’ve forgotten the simple fact that I’m a woman and you’re a man and our bodies are designed to fit. I knew there must be a reason I’ve got hips like these.” She waggled her curvy ass. “You worry too much, Deputy.”
“Only about you.” He looked at her sprawled out next to him, red-faced and breathless from laughing and imagined she’d look similar after sex—irresistible.
“I know, and thank you, but I want you, not a salad. Now, you have me on the floor, horizontal. Whatcha gonna do about it?” she goaded.
It was a good time to show her properly what all the fuss was about. He undid his belt and unzipped his jeans as he lay on the floor next to her. She watched in interest as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of both his boxers and pants and pushed them down.
“Wow, oh my—wow.” She gulped, unable to look away from his canon-like cock. “Obviously, I wasn’t paying enough attention last night,” she whispered, finally having the good sense to look nervous.
“Don’t worry,” he assured her gently. “I’ll take good care of you, but you see why I went to the trouble?”
She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, and then blurted out, “There’s an elephant somewhere missing a trunk. Get Carl.”
He laughed. “We’ll try fingers first, shall we? We’ve plenty of time.”
They began, there and then, on the soft rug on the floor, their laughter turning to groans as they thoroughly explored each other, stripping away the layers of clothing between them.
Mitch marvelled at her soft skin and curves; she had those aplenty and he appreciated it. She had a nice, rounded ass, hips he could firmly hold, and large tits that filled even his huge paws. He wanted to hold her to him and feel her softness against his hardness. The heat of their bodies merged and he was distinctly aware of her scent mixing with his own. It was a heady combination and he breathed in deeply through his nose, wanting to experience all of the woman who lay under him. He kissed his way down her neck to her generous breasts and sucked gently on each nipple, teasing each to hard, sensitive nubs.
“You’re perfect.” He smiled as he cupped and gently squeezed a breast in one big hand. He continued his way south, kissing her flat stomach and curvy hips, caressing her smooth, soft skin, touching her with butterfly-light caresses. He stroked her thighs, bent her legs, and opened them wide. The delicate, sensitive folds of her pussy hid her opening like the closed petals of a flower at night. He bent forward and parted them with his tongue; Janet moaned and tilted her hips. He licked along the seam up to her clit and lightly tickled the succulent hood with his tongue.
“Oh, oh, that feels amazing,” she groaned.
He made a noise of appreciation deep in this throat as he tasted her. He hadn’t been mistaken last night; it was the most delectable treat he’d ever known. The thought that she was his, that her pussy would be on the menu for him anytime, caused his blood to heat and his cock to get even harder; not necessarily a good thing under the circumstances. She threaded her fingers through his hair and gently pulled him away. Her eyes held an ocean of yearning in their depths.
“I–I’m not very experienced, but I want to give you the same pleasure that you give me,” she said shyly.
Didn’t she know that just being there with him, allowing him to love her, was pleasure enough? This night was all about her.
“You don’t have to do anything baby. Just relax and let me make love to you.”
“But I want—I need to touch you, too. Mitch, sixty-nine. I want to taste and suck you.”
Lord Almighty. How could he refuse?
“Sit on my face,” he said in a raspy voice, and turned to lie on his back.
She grabbed the tube of lube off the table as she moved to reposition herself.
“Oooh, strawberry flavor, how thoughtful,” she delightedly exclaimed as she crouched over him.
Quickly, she spread the gel-like substance onto her right palm. She leaned over, resting her weight on one elbow, and took as much of a hold of his chunky cock as she could. Her grip didn’t nearly reach around him, so she twisted her hand with each stroke, clenching and sliding around him as she pumped her hand slowly up and down his length.
“God, that’s so good, baby. That’s just right,” he growled before pulling her hips down and her pussy closer.
Although she was moist, he grabbed the lube that she had left on the floor and coated his fingers. While he continued to lick and tease her clit, he pushed his middle finger slowly inside. Her tight muscles gave way, and he slid back and forth in a slow motion, pressing against the sides of her hot muscular walls. He decided to try two fingers so he withdrew his hand, crossed his middle finger over the index, and entered them into her again. It was a little harder, but he slid inside and slowly spread his fingers apart. He felt her muscles tense but then relax as he tongued her clit in a circular motion.
Still gripping his cock, she kissed the large head and swirled the flat of her tongue around it before tickling with the tip under the rim. He made a deep noise of approval, enjoying her hesitant yet thorough investigation.
Starting with a kiss on the top, she slowly took him into her mouth and slid slowly down his length. He could feel her lips widening and tightening around him as he filled her mouth to capacity.
“Breathe through your nose, baby. Don’t take me too deep.” He didn’t want her to gag or feel uncomfortable. There would be plenty of time later for lessons in how to deep throat a large cock. Tonight her hand would have to do most of the work, and he wasn’t complaining because it was sublime. With tender finesse, she maintained a fir
m, steady pumping action on his shaft. Her oral effort was focused on the large, sensitive, plum-sized head.
Mitch knew that he was going to come soon, so he began to tongue her clit more vigorously and move his fingers deeper and a little faster. He could tell that she was near to climax as she lost some of her tossing rhythm and made small, panting, gasping cries. He was so close to coming his balls were tightening, but he only had to hold off a few more seconds. She jerked and trembled, and her pussy clamped around his fingers. She held his cock tight and gave a muffled shriek with her mouth still around the head. He cried out and bucked his hips, filling her mouth, as her juices coated his face, buried between her trembling thighs.
After a minute, she scooted around and collapsed on top of him. They stayed that way awhile, floating in a postorgasmic stupor. He kissed her, registering the fact that he had come in her mouth.
“Sorry, sweetheart. I should have said spit or swallow.”
“I did a bit of both. Your face is wet. Is that me?”
He licked his lips. “Yep, delicious.”
She sat up, straddling him. “Did I—was it okay. I’m not that experienced.”
“No, it wasn’t okay. It was perfect.” She was perfect. He stroked her face then moved his hands down her sides and between her legs. “You’re very slick and relaxed. Let’s see if we can make it three.” He wiggled his fingers in front of her.
“Okay.” She nodded and splayed her thighs a bit wider.
She displayed nothing but trust, and he was going to make darn sure it wasn’t misplaced. Watching her face the whole time, he put his thumb, index, and middle finger close together and gently pressed them into her flesh. Although tight, it was much more pliant than before, and he was steadily able to press deeper. At one point, she winced and he felt her muscles contract. He smiled encouragingly at her.
“Relax, baby, relax,” he coaxed. “Yeah, that’s right, let it go.”
Her muscles eased off, and he was able to slowly move deeper until he was up to the third knuckles. He pumped his hand gently to get her channel accustomed to the invasion and then slowly splayed his fingers, pushing against the strong muscles of her cunt.