“Arms up!” he said, grabbing the soap. She did as she was told and he soaped her arms, underarms and then breasts. She delighted in the feel of his slick hands as they passed over her nipples. He rinsed her off by throwing handfuls of water over her. “Stand up,” he said, and she did without the slightest embarrassment. He lifted her left leg and placed her foot on the edge of the bath, opening her. Slowly he washed her feet, then her legs, finally running the smooth bar of soap between her legs. He again rinsed her off then stood with her. Sitting on the edge of the bath he positioned her standing by his knees, then bent her forward so that her stomach rested across his legs. He soaped her buttocks, pushing the bar between them, over her anus. She heard him put the soap down, and immediately felt his fingers running up and down between her buttocks, pausing each time over her anus. She lifted her bottom in encouragement, fairly sure she knew what he wanted to do.
“Just relax,” he said, pressing more firmly against her anal opening. Her head hung down, pushing her buttocks higher. He pulled away and continued to massage her taught bottom, returning now and again to press once again, deeper each time. “Good girl, it’s OK. I’ll be very gentle. You know you like it. I can tell,” he said, teasing her anus again. She pushed back and he rewarded her with his middle finger in up to the second knuckle. He pulled out very slowly and she groaned with utter pleasure as his finger left her. He pushed in again and she noted the easier penetration.
“Oh yes, so good,” she said, surprised at her own voice. She looked away from him as he continued with a slow rhythm, pushing into her, pausing and then pulling out.
“It’s OK to say things, it’s very normal,” he said.
She nodded, holding on to the sides of the bath with her hands, trying to ensure that he continued forever. His left hand came round and found her nipple, squeezing as he pushed deep inside her. After another minute he scooped up some water and rinsed her off, then lowered her into the bath. She sank down, eyes closed, taking stock of her arousal. She thought she was shaking from the pleasure but couldn’t be certain.
“Now you can stand up,” she said after several minutes, taking hold of the soap. She pulled his foreskin back and very gently rubbed the bar of soap around the head of his cock. Slowly she massaged it, twisting her hand and alternating with a long stroke of his cock. She sought his anus with the other hand, experimenting until her finger disappeared and Steven groaned.
“Wait,” he said. He reached down and pulled out the plug, letting the water out until there was only about an inch left. “Now stand up,” he said as he laid down on his back in the bath, his legs pulled back so she could fit. “Straddle my head so I can lick you.” She did as she was told, soaping his cock once again. She felt his tongue on her pussy, his hands guiding her back a little so that he could reach her clit. She tried to stroke her fingers up and down him but his tongue ruined her concentration. She gave up, rinsed his cock and simply kept it in her mouth as she savoured the wonderful feelings that were developing.
His tongue flicked at her clit and the sensation of having his stiff, warm cock in her mouth kicked off the signal to orgasm. A victorious bubbling feeling grew in her stomach as she realised that nobody at school could ever have done what she was doing at that moment. She pictured the mean girls in her class and smiled as she recalled their taunting. His tongue brought her back to the steamy bathroom, and she could feel a growing sensation building, and as he licked along her folds, he pushed his tongue deep inside her, grabbing her buttocks and pulling her hard against his tongue. She trembled on top of him, praying that he wouldn’t stop. She sensed the inevitable and her gratitude to him was overtaken by a blinding light of pleasure that she thought might make her sick. Sounds stuck in her throat as she tried to breathe and she became aware of fluid gushing out of her pussy. His tongue lapped at her as though trying to collect it all. Belatedly she realised she had his cock in her mouth and she continued her gentle sucking motion as her orgasm subsided.
She felt cold all of a sudden, and Steven sensed it too. He threw water over them both before struggling in the small bath to arrange their limbs without slipping. He stood, and offered his hand in support as she stood next to him. He stepped out and wobbled as he offered her a towel, then took the other one and wrapped it around his waist, smiling down at her.
“Come with me,” he said, opening the door carefully so as to make no sound.
“I need to dry myself first.”
“No, just come with me,” he said, leading her across the hallway and into her bedroom. She let out a little cry. On the bedside table, windowsill and dressing table were candles, flickering and providing the most delicate light. The radio had been plugged in and was playing music.
“Oh Steven, this is so romantic!” she said, beaming at him.
“I want you to remember this evening forever.”
“I would have anyway, but the candles and music are so very special.”
They lay next to each other on the double bed and Lauren quickly leaned upon her elbow and kissed his lips. Her mouth then trailed over his chest, kissing and licking as she found drips of water and playfully searched for and found most of the drips while he gently caressed her back. Her left hand tugged at the knot on his towel and opened it, allowing his cock to spring free in front of her. Steven guided her bottom around so that she faced his feet, then pulled her legs so that she was lying down. He pushed the towel up her legs and kissed along her shins, delving between her legs as she squirmed to his touch. She could feel his tongue over her thighs and bubbled with expectation of his tongue once again on her pussy. She helped by lifting her bottom when he pulled her towel and allowed him to part her legs as he pushed his head between them.
Lauren looked at his cock and reached out to take it in her hand. She brushed against his balls and felt them, toying with them in her fingers for some time. Returning to his cock, she got closer, watching as the skin traveled up and down his shaft, trying to work out where it was joined and how it could move so much. She sensed his tongue now a few inches from her pussy and delighted in the feeling of his fingers trailing over her upper thighs. She kissed his balls then ran her tongue up from the base of his cock towards the head, flicking at the exposed bulb before pulling the foreskin up and watching it peel back slowly. His hands found her bottom and pulled her towards his mouth, his tongue now pushing between the lips of her pussy. She gripped his legs tightly with the intense feeling of having his tongue inside her and held on as he lapped up and down her wet valley. She knew she was shaking but had no idea how to control it, not did she care.
“I’m going to come again,” she whispered, licking the end of his cock.
Steven pulled her up so that she was positioned above his face. She felt his hands on her hips, pulling her pussy down towards his mouth. His tongue once again pushed deep inside her and she looked underneath herself, between her firm young breasts, and saw his tongue emerging from her sparse pubic hair.
“Come in my face,” he said. His hands gripped her buttocks, pulling them apart, exposing her anus and driving her hard against his mouth. “Come, come all over me,” he said.
She groaned at the thought of drenching him, of how his tongue would suddenly find a deluge of come dripping down it. He flicked her clit, then sucked it very gently. She knew it would happen, she could feel her orgasm kicking into gear, moving from first to second. She moved back and forth, holding his cock but was incapable of sucking it any more. She loved this position, she decided, delighted that his face was only inches from her anus and in fact his nose must be pressing against her most private part.
“Oh yes, that’s so good. Deeper! Deeper!” she begged, sawing backwards and forwards over his tongue. His finger touched her anus and she felt an enormous surge of pure lust hurtle through her. She held his thighs as tightly as she could, bracing herself so that none of the attention from his mouth was wasted. His finger pushed against her and she came in a shuddering climax that scared her for
its ferocity. Trembling in every muscle she held on to him, burying her head between his thighs as he continued to push his tongue deep inside her, licking the walls of her pussy while his finger added further stimulation. She sensed the she had come all over him and didn’t care in the slightest, she wanted to drench him with her love and would lick it off later. She rolled over onto her side and panted, pulling herself away from his mouth in order to rest. His head lay between her legs, offering him a close up view of her drenched pussy and the constant dribble of her own lubrication which once again dribbled out of her tiny young pussy. He kissed her thigh very lightly, reminding her that he was still there and she slowly turned round, still panting and took his face in her hands before kissing him hard on the lips.
“I’m ready,” she said.
Steven guided her so that she straddled him and let her stay there, not pushing her. “If you feel any pain then stop. Just take your time, you’re in control.”
She nodded, still flushed and a little breathless from her orgasm but quite sure she wanted to feel him inside her at that very moment. Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she moved back and forth, finding the right place in relation to his cock.
“Hold it against your pussy and go up and down very gently, just to get the feel of it,” he said, watching the top of his cock press against her opening as he sighed with pleasure. Lauren swayed, trying to keep her balance. She managed to get his cock to stay pressed against her opening and sensed that it felt correctly positioned. She put her hands on his chest to steady herself and lowered very slightly. She could feel his cock opening her up, much more than she had expected. She knew it was big but thought it might be squashed more as it entered. She pulled up again, then lowered herself once more, allowing another half inch to enter her. She shook her head in self-doubt. Steven caressed her thighs lightly, reassuring her.
“I don’t think it will fit in,” she said, stopping after about two inches.
“You’re doing well, just take your time. Rest like this for a while and get used to it.” She looked at him, amazed that she had only just seen the slickness that coated his mouth and cheeks. The realisation that he had been covered with her come caused a churning inside her. She rose and fell slightly, pleased with the feeling each time that his cock pushed her lips apart. There was no tearing as some girls had suggested, just a stretching and fullness that her mind told her to accept with thanks. She sank slightly deeper, confident that she could take more of him. She looked between her legs and marveled at the sight of his cock disappearing into her. Another half an inch went in but she was unsure how much was already in. She pulled out and sank again, estimating that she over half of him in her pussy.
“That’s it. That’s your hymen.”
She nodded, knowing that any more would probably result in pain. She breathed deeply, rising and falling once more. Another deep breath, then she leaned towards him and licked his face before kissing his lips.
“I love you,” she said, taking all of him in a sudden drop. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as the tearing sensation rippled through her. “Oh!” she squealed, more from fright than pain, expecting to feel agony and still waiting for it to happen.
“Shh, take your time,” said Steven, caressing her neck and the back of her head. She rested against his shoulder, breathing hard through her nose as the pain peaked and then diminished. She rose slightly and sank again, testing. Then again, allowing his cock to almost come out before very slowly taking him in her again all the way. She could feel him bumping against something inside her and recalled there should be an obstruction but couldn’t remember what it was called.
She giggled. “I did it!” she said, grinning with delight.
“It feels utterly wonderful sweetie.”
She rose and fell, picking up a slow rhythm. He helped her by holding her bottom and she marveled as she felt his cock swell inside her. His left hand came up and held her breast, squeezing hard, sending a shooting pain of pleasure through her body down to her pussy.
“It feels so full.”
“Slowly, you’re so tight Lori.”
She picked up the pace a little as her confidence grew. The feeling of his cock inside was thrilling, especially as how it seemed to expand to fill her pussy completely each time she sank onto it. Its hardness brushed against the walls of her pussy, sending wonderful sensations throughout her body and she knew she could become addicted to the feeling as she quickened her movements. His finger tweaked her nipple before resting on her side and she sensed his request to gently ease over. She felt his hands underneath her as he slipped out of her pussy and pushed between her legs as she lay on her back. His cock again pressed against her entrance and he slid in slowly but with renewed hardness. She gasped at the feeling as he towered above her, the sweat dripping across his forehead as he pushed in, taking command as she lay there and took his punishment. He pulled her hips with his hands so that his balls banged against her. After a minute he leaned his head on the bed next to her and slipped his hands underneath her bottom, pulling himself tighter against her. She wrapped her legs around his back, opening herself totally to his cock, delighted with the steady rhythm he had established and the feeling of being totally joined to him in their love. His fingers pulled her buttocks apart and a finger grazed over her anus, triggering once again those immense feelings of love and lust which had become such constant companions for her over the past few days.
“Oh yes,” she panted, amazed that she was going to come again. She felt his finger now deep in her bottom, probing and teasing the thin membrane between her pussy and anal passage. It felt like he was so far inside her, filling two of her holes with his body, taking her and owning her completely. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him, making sure he never stopped. She could feel the sweat on his neck, his breath against her ear and his muscles pulling her against him, straining to enter her as far as possible. Her breathing faltered in great gasps but he kept going with the same strong thrust as she kissed hard along his neck, encouraging his passion, confirming the force he used was what she wanted. His finger very slowly pulled out of her anus and she gasped with the unique pleasure of the loss. She could hear the squelching as he pumped her fluid out and onto the towel and she gripped harder with her legs, raising herself off the bed in order to give him even greater depth inside her. He pushed back in and she cried in ecstasy from the pure lust as her orgasm grabbed hold of her and he rammed into her and she crashed over the edge. Her fingers dug deep into his shoulders, making marks that would be there days later and she tried to sink her teeth into his shoulder, scratch him, anything to give him cause to pummel her harder. She cried out with each wave of her orgasm, shuddering with complete abandon as it ruled her body. She could see nothing except blackness, felt only his cock and the hot breath that was building up in her frozen lungs. She rode him for as long as possible before her legs muscles ached and she sank slowly back to the mattress, gasping for breath and still holding onto his for dear life.
She calmed only slightly before her pleasure turned to tears. She cried, sobbing very gently, kissing him as he slowly withdrew from her, sure in her wildest dreams that she had never thought it would feel so utterly wonderful to be loved by a man.
They rested with Lauren buried against his chest, hiding her tears but kissing him constantly to convey her happiness. She took hold of his cock and looked down to see the bright red streaks on it. She knew what it was but didn’t care. With three fingers she very gently stroked him back to full hardness, teasing the bulb of his cock, pleased each time it decided to flick upwards of its own accord. She swung her leg over him and positioned him against her pussy. Lining her feet up against his hips she sank down on him carefully, aware of her sensitivity but wanting to show him just how much he meant to her. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, laughed at her emotions and smiled lovingly at him.
“Come inside me.”
“Oh Lori!” he said, looking into her eyes with
lust.
She got her own rhythm going, milking him with each move. She could feel as his hands gripped her buttocks hard, helping her rock up and down on him. She varied the depth, allowing him to almost fall out before sinking back down, trying short strokes around the top of his cock. She loved the smile on his face, his screwed up eyes, and the way he licked his lips as she made love to her first man. She felt so wet, so unbelievably wet. Far more was happening to her pussy that she could ever have imagined. She looked between her legs again, imagining what it must look like from behind, her pussy splitting with each thrust of his cock. She felt the beginnings of an orgasm and breathed in sharply. His cock bulged inside her and his hands indicated greater urgency. She rode harder, rising and falling in time with his hands on her buttocks.
“Oh yes, I’m coming!” he said. “Oh yes, just like that!” His face was contorted and she thought she knew what he was feeling. Her heart beat heavily in her chest as she willed him to come and as her hands reached for his shoulders he shrieked out into the quiet room
“Oh, oh yes! Ah!” he shrieked, so loud that she felt that Emma must have woken up. She fell forward, keeping up her pace while attempting to cover his mouth with her hands. He got the message and stifled further cries. His cock pumped and pumped inside her and she sensed the hot stream of come that filled her quickly. It escaped from her pussy and covered their thighs, dripping down his cock, between his buttocks onto the towel. He grabbed her hips and slowed her down, conveying his need to recover. She paused, allowing him to direct their moves. His face seemed frozen and his breathing was shallow. His eyes were half open and seemed to be swimming around in their sockets. He guided her to one side and lay next to her, still joined in post-orgasm. It was several minutes before he spoke.
“Oh. I thought I was going to pass out!” he said.
She kissed his lips and traced her fingers over his chest. “It was wonderful. Everything I had ever hoped it would be.”
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