“Well, you’re going to have to, gorgeous, because I promised you a perfect first time and that is exactly what you are going to get.”
She groans loudly, turning me on more than I thought possible. I continue down her body, grazing my teeth across her collarbones, then kissing down across her breasts. I run my tongue along the underside, causing her to groan and her hips to buck off the bed. I run my tongue around one nipple before sucking in into my mouth while pinching the other with my thumb and finger, making her back arch off the bed.
“You’re so beautiful when you’re falling apart beneath my hands, Molly. I could watch you all day,” I say before sucking her other pink nipple into my mouth.
I move lower still and run my teeth over her ribs and suck on the tight skin across her stomach, before dipping my tongue in to her bellybutton, making her flinch.
“Oh God Ryan, please,” she begs as she grabs onto my hair and tries pushing me lower.
“Good things come to those who wait, my gorgeous girl.” She just growls at me.
I stand up off the bed and remove my boxers because I can’t cope with the restriction any longer. The prospect of pushing myself deep inside Molly has my dick harder that I think it has ever been in my life; it’s actually getting quite painful. I’m torturing myself here just as much as I am Molly, but it will be worth it. I wrap my hands in the waistband of her thong and pull it down her legs slowly, before I put my hands under her arse and push her tiny body up the bed a bit before settling myself on my knees between her legs, my dick resting dangerously close to her entrance. The slight contact makes her whimper. I lift one of her legs up in the air and work my way down slowly, kissing and licking every bit of skin I can.
“Oh my God Ryan, you’re killing me,” she moans, making me smile.
“You and me both, baby,” I say, smiling against her thigh.
“Just get on with it then.”
“Oh it’ll be worth it, you mark my words,” I say before putting her left leg down and repeating my actions on the other one.
I think Molly realises I must be running out of places to kiss by the time I get to the top of her second thigh, because she is panting even harder and I can see a light sheen of sweat starting to cover her body in anticipation.
“Ryan, please, I want your mouth on me. Please.” This time I do as she asks. I slide myself down so I am laid on my front with my face right in front of her pussy. I lift my hand up and run a finger through her folds. She almost jumps off the bed at my contact.
“Fucking hell Molly, you’re soaking.”
“That’s because I want you so bad,” she pants. I swear I could come just listening to how much she wants me. “Ry, please, I need you now.”
With those words said, I slide my hands around under her thighs and grab onto her hips to keep her still before lowering my mouth down on to her. She cries out when my tongue touches her clit. I tease her and open her up with my tongue until she is crying out and writhing on the bed. I let go of one of her hips and bring my hand back around so I can slide two fingers inside her, then I go back to focusing my tongue’s effort on her clit. In seconds she’s screaming my name and clutching on to my hair so tight I’m slightly worried she is going to pull it out. When she has finished pulsing around my fingers, I slide them out of her, sit up, and wipe my hand across my mouth. I shift myself forward, ready to line myself up with her. But before I do anything, I lean my body down over hers and kiss her. I know she can taste herself on my tongue because she moans into my mouth.
“See how sweet you taste?” I ask when I pull away. She just nods at me. “Are you ready for this?” I ask, just to make sure.
“More than you’ll ever know,” she says, smiling. “Make love to me, Ryan.”
I don’t need to be asked twice. I sit back up and take myself in my hand so I can line myself up with her, but I stop at the last minute.
“Condom?” I whisper, trying not to ruin the moment. Molly just shakes her head and I take it from that she’s covered, so I go back to the task in hand. I slowly slide myself into her but I’ve only got the head in when I feel her take in a gasp of air and her muscles tense around me.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just been a while. Take it slow for a bit, okay?”
“Yes of course; just relax, yeah?”
She nods her head and lets out a deep breath. I lean down over her so I can kiss her to try to keep her relaxed as I slide the rest of the way in.
“Fuck, Molly, you feel fucking incredible. I’m glad you need me to take this slow because I wouldn’t last very long otherwise.”
She just smiles at me and grinds her hips, telling me she’s okay and I can move. I pull out slowly before thrusting back in. I feel her back arch and a loud moan come from the back of her throat. “You okay?”
“Fuck yes, keep going,” she pants.
So I do as I’m told and continue to thrust in and out of her slowly, but taking it a bit deeper each time until she’s completely filled with me. Molly breaks our kiss because she is panting so hard, so I sit up a little, causing me to take her at a different angle. She cries out at the change. “I’m really close Ry, I want you to come with me.”
“No, just let go, Molly.” I reach down and start circling my thumb around her clit.
“Oh my God, oh that’s so goooood,” she shouts as I start to feel her muscles tighten around me.
I thrust a bit harder and deeper and she snaps. She screams my name as her body convulses around me as her orgasm crashes through her. The feeling of her muscles contracting around me is out of this world and almost pushes me over the edge, but I’m determined to give her another before I finish inside her perfect pussy.
When she’s finished twitching around me, I grab on to her waist and flip us over so she can ride me. And fuck me if the view from down here isn’t the best thing in the fucking world. Watching her flushed cheeks, her satisfied smile and her tits bouncing as she rides my cock is breath-taking. If I were to die right now, I would go one very happy man. I hold onto her hips to give her a helping hand.
“Molly, you’re so fucking perfect, words can’t even describe. I love you so much.”
I can feel my orgasm approaching. I need to make sure she gets off again before I let it take me under.
“I love you too, baby.” It’s like she can read my mind because as soon as she finishes speaking, she runs her hand down her stomach until she is playing with her clit.
“Fuck, I didn’t think my view could get any better but clearly I was wrong. Fuck, you look so hot touching yourself.”
It’s not long before I feel her muscles start to tighten again. Luckily, at the same time I start to feel tingles run down my spine.
“Come with me, gorgeous.”
“I’m there, Ry.”
She sits herself down on me to the hilt one more time and we both go off at the same time, her screaming my name and me growling hers as we ride out our orgasms together.
When she has finished, she flops forward and lies on me, completely spent, out of breath and sweaty. I wrap my arms around her and just enjoy the feeling running around my body. I’m still buried deep inside her and I can still feel her twitching around me. I don’t think I have ever come that hard before. I think I could sleep for a week now.
“You were right, Ry.”
“What’s that, gorgeous?”
“It was worth the wait!”
“Yes, yes it certainly was.”
We lay in each other’s arms while our heartrates return to normal, just enjoying being close to each other.
Molly
I am lying on Ryan’s sweaty chest after the most amazing sex I’ve ever had. If I didn’t know so before, I most definitely do now that all my previous experiences were utter shit. That with Ryan was fucking mind-blowingly awesome. I can’t even describe what that was but I do know that I want to do it again - a lot, and soon!
I move myself so my palms are over his chest a
nd rest my chin on them. “Hey.”
“Hey, gorgeous. You okay?”
“Fucking amazing. You?”
“What you said,” he says, as a wide smile stretches across his face.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He looks at me sceptically. “In a really manly sexy way, of course.”
“Of course!” he says, quirking at eyebrow up at me. “You, on the other hand Miss Molly, are fucking gorgeous, even more so when you are riding my cock.” I feel his semi hard dick that is still inside me twitch as he says that.
“Feels like you’re getting yourself ready for round two down there.”
“I’m always ready to go when you’re around.” I smile down at him, enjoying the feel of him laughing beneath me.
“Fancy a shower?”
“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea,” he rolls us over so my back is on the bed before pulling out of me. I feel a weird sense of loss and emptiness. Watching his hot arse walking into the bathroom makes up for it a little though, and watching the rose petals that were on the bed now stuck to his back makes me smile.
“Come on gorgeous, I don’t intend on showering alone.” I jump off the bed and rush to join him.
When I get into the bathroom, Ryan is already stood under the spray of the shower. He is facing away from me and the sight of the water pouring down over his broad shoulders, his muscular back, before running over his arse, stops me in my tracks. I think it is probably one the hottest things I’ve ever seen. Just before I start drooling he looks over his shoulder at me, smirking.
“You gonna just stand there looking at my arse, or are you going to join me?”
“Uh.” He turns around as I say this, and fuck me. If the back of him was heaven to look at, I can’t even describe the front. He lifts his hand up to push his hair off his forehead and I run my eyes down his body, following the trails of water pouring over him. My mouth goes dry, probably from how badly I’m panting from just looking at him. “Do you have any clue how hot you look right now?”
His answer is just to walk out of the shower, pick me up and carry me in there with him. He places me down right under the spray before he crashes his lips to mine and pulls my body tight against his, so I can feel his hardness pressing into my stomach. When he pulls his lips away from mine, he is smiling wide as he grinds his length into my belly.
“You ready to go again, birthday boy?”
“You have no idea, gorgeous.”
“Oh, I think I do.” He looks down at me with one eyebrow lifted. “You should know I have never experienced anything like that before. It was out of this world.”
“It was,” he says, lowering his lips to my neck and running his hands over my body. Suddenly I’m backed up against the cold, tiled wall, and lifted so that I have to wrap my legs around his waist. It reminds me of our first time together in this shower nearly two weeks ago. I feel the tip of his dick brushing against my entrance and my hips start to grind against it involuntarily.
“Ah, you feel so good, Molly,” he says as he slowly lowers me on to him until I feel him hit the end of me. I suck in a gasp at the alien sensation. I have never come from sex with a guy ever, but Ryan seems to instinctively know what to do with my body to make it sing. I start to wonder if maybe we were just designed for each other.
“How did you get so good at this? It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before,” I groan out and he slowly pulls out of me and slides back in, filling me to the hilt again.
“Just naturally talented, I guess,” he deadpans. Fuck, I’m going to make his head so big with all these compliments he’s never going to fit it through the bathroom door.
“It’s like your body was designed to fit mine perfectly.”
“I think it was, Molls,” he says, before he starts to speed up the pace a little, making my head fall back against the tiles with a thud. He takes the opportunity to start nibbling on my neck and tease my nipples with the hand that isn’t helping to hold me up.
“Oh God,” I groan out with pleasure.
“Nope, it’s just me, gorgeous.”
I start to laugh but he pinches my nipple and a jolt of pleasure rushes through my body. “Hold on, baby,” he whispers into my ear before his hand goes back to my arse, holding me up. I think he is going to carry me somewhere so I hold on, but instead of moving me he drops me a little lower. At the same time, he thrusts back into me and he continues driving into me until I can’t hold on any longer. My head falls back and my back arches enough so he can suck my nipple into his mouth as my orgasm hits me. I feel it in the tips of my fingers. It’s so strong and it feels like my body pulses with pleasure for hours after the first wave hits. My orgasm spurs Ryan’s on because it’s not long before I feel him pulsing as he shoots his load into me. He leans forward, pressing my body to the wall, and places his forehead against the cool tiles while he tries to catch his breath.
“Oh my fucking God,” he breathes. “That was incredible.”
We eventually manage to actually get clean in the shower before getting ourselves comfortable on the bed with the picnic basket between us. I filled the basket with all traditional picnic food, little sandwiches, sausages roll, scotch eggs etc., and for pudding, obviously strawberries and chocolate sauce. Ryan is just unpacking all the food when he pulls out his present. It’s not much but when I saw it while I was shopping with Megan few weeks ago, I just had to get it. Well, I actually bought two - one for each of us.
“It’s not much. Your main present was…well…me!” I say with a laugh.
“I couldn’t ask for any more,” he says, leaning over the basket and placing a quick kiss on my lips.”
“You gonna open it?” I ask, then watch him pull the paper off the little gift box before sliding the lid off.
“I love it, thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Just a little reminder in case you ever need it. I bought one for me, too. It just made me smile when I saw it.” He moves over to place it on the bedside table before leaning back towards me for another kiss. “And don’t you be thinking the celebrations are over, I have the whole weekend planned out for you.”
“Well, I sincerely hope it’s that we stay in bed all weekend so I can have you whenever I want you.”
“Christ Ry, I’m not your sex slave. Although the job would have its advantages.”
“Oh yeah, like what?”
“Looking at your sexy body all day and the multiple orgasms you will give me while you’re at it!”
“See, I said you wouldn’t have any complaints.” He certainly did, and I definitely do not have any. He really does have magic fingers… and a magic mouth and cock, come to think of it!
I wake to the sound of Ryan’s alarm clock early the next morning, groaning and holding on to him tighter to try to stop him from getting up.
“I’m sorry gorgeous, but I’ve got to go to work,” he says in a sexy husky voice from where he has just woken up. “You can have your way with me all weekend though,” he says with a cheeky smile.
I smile back at him but I am suddenly regretting what I have planned for the weekend, because it is going to seriously reduce our alone time. I didn’t think about that at the time.
Eventually, Ryan removes himself from my grip and sits himself on the edge of the bed, looking down at me. “I love you so much, Molly. Thank you for last night. It was perfect.” The smile he graces me with melts my heart.
“Yeah, it sorta was, wasn’t it? I love you too.” I stretch my body out as he stands, and I can’t help the grunt that escapes my lips.
“You okay? Did I hurt you?” he asks, looking concerned.
“Oh, I’m sore, but in a very good way!” I love the smirk that stretches across Ryan’s lips as I say this. I guess going three rounds with Ryan last night after months of celibacy shocked my poor body.
“Good. That means you’ll have to think about me every time you move today.”
“I’ll think about you all day, whether I’m sore from our lov
e making or not. You don’t need to ever worry about me forgetting about you, Ry.” The wide smile I get in response makes my heart skip a beat.
I stay in bed while Ryan gets ready to work, enjoying the view of him getting dressed. He brings me a cup of tea before he leaves and gives me a knee-weakening kiss, leaving me a little breathless. I’ve got no time to sit about and think back over our night together though, because I have taken the day off to get the house ready for our guests this weekend. Ryan doesn’t know it, but he is actually going out with his work colleagues after school so that everyone, bar Will who will drive him back here, will be waiting for him.
I spend all day cleaning every inch of the house, making all the beds and decorating with birthday banners and balloons. I also spend hours pre making dishes for tomorrow night’s dinner. Never before in my life have I really cared about others’ opinions of me, so it’s weird to now have a huge desire for Ryan’s mum to actually like and accept me. I want to show her that I can be a good little wife for his son. Quite a large part of me is realistic enough though to realise she probably won’t notice any of it. That saddens me; I’d love to join their family and have loving parents-in-law one day.
Chapter Nine
Ryan
Today has been the longest day of my life. I’ve only had two lessons, which should be great because it gives me a chance to get caught up on other stuff I need to do, but every time I sit down to do something, my thoughts drift back to last night. So, other than be present in two lessons (to describe it as teaching would be a push) I have done absolutely nothing other than think about Molly. I’m sat staring at a GCSE folder but not seeing it, instead reliving my private pole dance from last night, when someone calling my name from behind me distracts me.
“Ryan…Ryan?” I spin in my chair to see Will looking at me with raised eyebrows.
“Sorry, was in a world of my own then.” I see his lips twitch at he corners and a knowing look fill his eyes.
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