by Ava Michaels
“Take your pants off,” I said breathlessly.
“You’re getting me really… Fucking… Hot,” he confessed. “I don’t want to wake the neighbors.”
How considerate… But I didn’t care if I woke up his neighbors, his neighbors’ neighbors, or even my parents. My first time was going to be awesome.
“Who cares,” I groaned.
He wrapped his arms under my butt and stood up. I locked my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, kissing him frantically. He dropped me onto the couch and looked down at me. Standing over me I loosened his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and slowly unzipped them. As I started to pull them down, his extremely large penis lunged out of the opening.
I gasped. It wasn’t because he really didn’t wear underwear just like his dating said. Even though I was surprised it was true. It was because I couldn’t help but think he would murder my vagina with his dick. I took a deep breath.
“What?” he asked, pushing his pants to his feet.
With one hand I grabbed his cock and moved my hand up and down. He leaned back and I took as much as I could in my mouth. He grunted ferociously and I was waiting for him to kick. I kissed down his shaft and slowly licked his balls, making them flinch. I must have been doing something right, I hoped.
I took him in my mouth once more and continued to suck and rub his shaft until it tightened even more. I let go of him and stood up. He slipped his tongue in my mouth as grabbed both of my ass cheeks with each of his hands. It sent a fire through me that stopped at all my most sensitive spots…
He moved past me and sat down on the couch. He pulled me on top of him and I could feel his solidness underneath me, rubbing against the area that needed the most attention. He raised my skirt while rubbing his hands up and down my thighs.
“Would you mind taking these down for me?” I whispered, licking my lips like I thought I was supposed to.
He took me in his mouth and our lips danced with more passion than before. His hands pushed deeper into me touching my underwear. Smiling, he lifted my skirt even higher to reveal my thong. I pressed my body against Ryder’s chest that was now dappled with sweat. He started gasping as I took his dick in my hand again. He rose up and gently pulled my panties down. I wiggled my hips to help him, feeling sexy, truly sexy for the first time in my life, and then kicked them off and pushed him back against the couch. I was now trying to mimic one of the girls that was in one of the two pornos I had seen.
I positioned myself over him, straddling his body and leaning down to kiss him deeply. He hungrily kissed me back. When we released, I caressed his chest up and down and whispered one thing.
“Just promise to take this a little bit slow?”
He nodded, gently rubbing my breasts that were hanging out of my top that was a sweaty bunch around my waist now.
“You’re so beautiful, Ol,” he whispered
“Condom…” I moaned. I knew the dangers of sex and diseases and becoming pregnant happened too many times after a girls’ first time.
He reached in the coffee table drawer and rustled through until he pulled out a newly wrapped condom. He ripped it open and threw the wrapper on the floor. His hands deftly, almost imperceptibly placed the condom over his erection. I giggled as I always thought the best protection would be HARRY POTTER CONDOMS. In case you need an invisibility cloak for your man’s wand while entering the chamber of secrets so you don't get hogwarts…
I smiled.
“What?” he whispered.
“Nothing,” I said, kissing him.
I slowly lowered myself onto him, taking one of Ryder’s gentle hands and placing a finger in my mouth, biting it softly as I felt the heat and size of him sliding up inside me. Ryder was groaning almost as loud as me as I sank down over him. I stayed there for a moment, feeling his weight beneath me and the intensity of what we were doing. I didn’t move, I just closed my eyes and let my body adjust to this entirely new experience as the heat of desire washed over me.
There was no feeling in the world like it. My bottom was flat against Ryder’s hips and I could feel every inch of him inside me. It hurt a little, just enough to be good. Just enough to make me feel a little bad, a little naughty, and I involuntarily started rocking myself up and down a little, chewing my lip and whispering incoherent things.
His lips moved along my collarbone and then to my cleavage before slipping my bra off. He licked and sucked my right nipple. After a few moments he alternated to my other one. They tingled down my stomach while I arched into him. He pumped into to me as I anchored myself against him. I moaned loudly, as the mixture of pain and pleasure overcame me. I only got louder when he reached down and massaged my clit with his thumb.
“Oh, Ol…” he kept murmuring, pushing his hips up into me as I sat happily riding on top of him. His free hand was on my breasts, my cheeks, and stroking my hair as I rode him into the most incredible explosion of heat and pleasure imaginable as he came into me. The cords of his strong neck bulging, his head tipped back, gasping and gripping my hips firmly, pulling me down deeper.
When I felt what my body had done to Ryder, I couldn’t help but grind a bit more on top him, and then the fireworks went off. I screamed out and bent down, covering his mouth with mine hard, pumping my hips into him and feeling like I was going to explode.
“Oh my god!” I screamed.
I think it would be safe to say, that when I came, some neighbors were definitely awakened.
We lay on the couch like that for twenty minutes or more, until long after the album had ended, and then Ryder carried me easily in his arms up to his bedroom.
………
I barely remember him setting me gently into bed and pulling his silk sheets up above us, but I do remember a cool breeze blowing through his open window and cooling our damp, naked bodies, and how soft his bed was. It was the perfect size as well – two people could easily do all of the rolling and thrashing and stretching it took to make them comfortable without ever disturbing each other, but Ryder and I naturally gravitated towards the center, and when I awoke, we were still naked, wrapped in a wonderful tangle of each other’s limbs.
We beamed at each other as we awoke together in the wee hours of the night.
“That was amazing, Ryder.” I whispered.
“You’re telling me.”
I sighed contentedly and rolled out of his arms for a minute to bask in the feeling of being here, with him, now. Of course though, me being me, I had to try to ruin it a little.
With a sly smile I turned towards him. He looked good naked, lying on his side in the dark and smiling at me.
“So what happens now?” I asked cautiously.
“I don’t know, Ol,” he said with a smile.
I started to open my mouth to speak, but he gently placed a finger over it.
“Actually, there is one thing I can say,” he whispered. “How about we take a shower? I feel a little sweaty.”
"Me too," I admitted shyly.
Ryder’s master bathroom was practically opulent. Everything seemed to gleam, it was clear that he took good care of it.
We walked in their hand in hand, still naked, still feeling half-asleep, half-ecstatic. I was fearless, just wanting to stay close to him, not wanting to think about school or We Can Do It or even my friends anymore.
As the hot water sprayed down onto us, misting the damp air around us, I felt Ryder wrap his arms around my waist, retrieve a bar of soap, and slowly, sensually begin rubbing it up and down my back.
“Ryder…” I breathed, and then pressed my lips to his bare, strong shoulder, starting to kiss him.
His soapy hand moved down over my butt and soon I felt his fingers gently probing me, stroking my outer, then inner lips and teasing themselves inside me.
We soaped each other up and down, and soon I was against the slippery tile wall, being hoisted up by Ryder’s strong arms, legs wrapped around him, with him inside me once more. We gasped and thrust and wriggled like t
hat for a while, my fingers digging into his wet, warm back, crying out and whispering for more of each other until we came together once again. Then we sank down to the floor of the tub shaking, struggling for breath, and smiling at each other.
I was almost weak in the knees when we finally got out of the shower and toweled ourselves off.
“Let’s hit the sack,” he grinned, wiping the last of the water from my body and then his own. “We’ve still got a few more hours left to sleep.”
-----------Chapter 16-----------
I awoke to an empty bed in the morning, but the smell of bacon cooking and coffee brewing told me that Ryder was magically at work downstairs. As I lay alone in the bed, my thoughts became serious. Suddenly it hit me. I was no longer a virgin. After all the waiting and anxiety and everything else, I felt just the same the next day as I did before.
But here I still was, a non-virgin now. A regular person and I still felt like the same me.
I had experience. I was now someone who knew what she was doing in the bedroom. I wasn’t a pro. I wasn’t an expert. I just knew what to do… I was now a woman… I guess… Not that I wasn’t one before but now I really felt like one. I felt like I had graduated.
I stretched, yawned and couldn't keep the insanely giddy smile off my face as I realized where I was. I was in Ryder's bed. It was comfy. The comforter was a big fluffy white one, with white sheets and pillows. You could trust a man who had a white comforter and sheets. He wasn't much of a slob. I looked around his room. There was an old Star Wars Return of the Jedi poster on the wall, the one with Carrie Fisher in the bikini and such. Well, I knew what fantasy to fulfill for his birthday.
On his bedside table there was a little cheap alarm clock that looked like it had some sentimental value, a fancy watch that I had no idea the name of and which probably shot laser beams from the look of it and a handful of foreign change. I wonder if he had really been to Tibet?
There is so much you can learn about someone from their room.
I decided it was time to stop snooping and I threw off the covers. Since I was still naked I had a decision to make. The choice came down to putting on my own clothes, or coming downstairs in one of his shirts.
I decided that I was the shirt girl. If I was now making precedents for my life as a sexual being, then I was going to be a sexy sexual being. Maybe even sultry. I found a nice button down of his in his closet and tried it on. The shirt barely reached past my naught bits and left enough to the imagination that I was sure to make Ryder go wild. I tousled my hair a little and descended the stairs to see Ryder cooking breakfast completely naked.
I wasn’t sure about this. My face showed my surprise.
“Aren’t you scared of hot grease popping so close to your… Stuff?” I asked him, seriously concerned.
He didn't hear me at first so I crept up behind him quietly, and grabbed his sexy butt. He yelped like a little dog and a sausage went flying. Two of them! He expertly managed to catch food sausage and get it back into the pan before he turned around. The other sausage just bounced back to place. I grabbed a hold of his hips and pulled him close to me. I guess losing your virginity made you a bit bold. He smiled, surprised, and put down the frying pan behind him.
"Hey there," he said softly and with a deep smile.
I couldn't help but smile excitedly back, jump up on him and make him catch me. He held me tightly against him, his hips and arms holding me up and his erection becoming more evident as we kissed a long good morning kiss.
After a wonderful breakfast that was a bit overcooked due to my zealousness in having that man of mine, we showered together and dressed. He was headed off to work and I needed to head back to my apartment to change before work.
When he dropped me off, he gave me a long kiss before I left the car. I took two steps, and then decided I needed another one, circled around and grabbed his tie and gave him another long, soul-lifting kiss.
“See you later angel,” he said and smiled.
“An angel? Well, horns hold up my halo but that just means I'm a horny little angel…”
We both laughed.
I made sure to throw a bit of sashay into my hips as I walked up to my apartment and this time managed to craft quite a nice exit if I didn't say so myself. I turned around at the door to see Ryder's car still parked there, idling, as he watched me walk up the steps.
"I wasn't gawking!" he shouted from the car.
"Yes you were!" I shouted back and smiled.
"Shit, I was!" he admitted.
Of course he was.
………
When I got up to Jess’ room, she was still nakedly entwined with Mario on her bed. The room looked like a hurricane had hit it.
“Hey!" Jess said, popping her head up off the bed. "So! Tell me everything! But leave out the shit about the picnic basket."
"I can't! I'm late for work!" I said, smiling widely. "Also, you are lying naked with Mario right there."
"I don't mind," Mario muffled into the pillow.
I could see his bare ass and it was a nice one, but not something I wanted to confess my loss of virginity to.
"Well, you better get your story all laid out in all its gory detail for me tonight," she said.
"I'll bring the wine," I said.
I got dressed and on the way out Jess held up her hand and I gave it a satisfying high-five as I walked out into the world as a woman who no longer held her V-card.
………
When I walked back into We Can Do It, I strutted.
I barely made it past Veronica and the front desk before she shouted, "Oohhh, shit. Alex!"
I could not believe those two. Even as the newly impure woman, everything that came out of their mouths made me blush. I tried to hurry back into the accounting office before they caught me and Alex blocked the way. He just had the biggest, silliest, happiest look on his face that I couldn't help but smile back to.
He wrapped me in a big great hug.
"I'm so proud of you, my little girl," he said, rocking me side to side.
Veronica came up from behind and joined in on the hug.
"Okay guys, stop molesting me already. While it is a bit weird to be publicly hugging me for losing my virginity, thank you," I said, brushing a little tear from my eyes. These two were great friends and I am not sure what I would do without them.
They drew me over to the water cooler and each pulled out a stack of five dollar bills. You have got to be kidding me. This is the love/hate duality of friends.
"So dish," Veronica said, and I did.
I am not sure how much money changed hands between the beginning and ending of my story, but apparently there was a running bet on how many times we did it in the night, if there was 'good morning' sex, or oral sex. Apparently Veronica accurately predicted that I would come down in one of his shirts and neither of them predicted that he would be naked. Alex predicted he would be making breakfast, but the odds on that one were pretty good. It was like a freaking movie okay!
By the end they were both clapping me on the back and giving me big hugs like I was some sort of sports champion. Veronica recommended a Planned Parenthood to get birth control and Alex spilled a handful of condoms into my bag, which apparently he had stashed in his pocket. Strange…
"So drinks tonight, then," Alex said. "As much as you want to, you can't have a two-nights-in-a-row sort of thing."
Veronica agreed.
"Yeah, it's best not to rush in. Fools do that," she said and Alex gave her a high five and mouthed 'nice one'.
"Okay," I sighed. I knew they were right. I didn't want to scare Ryder off, but I just wanted to run back to his bed right now and call his work if I knew where it was. "Margaritas after work and if I get too drunk, then I'm allowed to make a booty call."
"Look at her with the big girl talk," Alex laughed.
"We'll decide that," Veronica said, smiling.
She and Alex hooked arms and walked back to their workplaces, talking abo
ut what their next betting venture was going to be.
I hope I wasn't the subject of the next one.
Bartok better not be here to ruin my day. I know I saw her at the restaurant last night, but there was no way for that ice queen to know anything was any different. When I walked into her office, she was sitting at her desk, pen in hand and hard at work.
"Spurgeon," was all she said.
Apparently there weren't going to be any theatrics today. The bitch was off my back! For one day!
"Get to filing," she said. "And double time it. We got a corporate meeting at eleven."
I was grateful for the lack of drama this morning, so I went at my filing without complaint. Maybe things were going to go my way today. I could leave work at a reasonable time, skip out on classes for the afternoon and meet Alex and Veronica for drinks later.
I had already convinced myself that I would have a 'few too many' cocktails and give Ryder a call. I didn't care if it was too soon. As long as I was a bit drunk it couldn't be misconstrued as the obsession it really was.
I still smelled like him.
I smelled my hair and smiled and I remembered the night before.
I slipped into a daydream, remembering the date on the beach, then the amazing dinner at The Maria Rosa and then onto the best part. I didn't realize that I was just staring off into space until Bartok's voice came crashing through my daydream.
"Spurgeon," she said sharply, like she had needed to repeat it several times. “Conference room, five minutes."
I shook out of my daydream and finished up the short bit of filing I had left. When I got out into the hall, I met up with Alex and Veronica who were also on their way to the conference room.