“Yes, yes, yes.” Oh god, what was he talking about with that nose of his nearly brushing against the pouting lips of my awoken pussy?
I felt like I was going to uncontrollably gush pee or explode into a million tiny pieces as his tongue slipped over my womanly folds making my small hands fruitlessly try to clutch at the leather material of the couch beneath my bare bottom cheeks.
Any control was lost entirely as his nose, tongue and plump lips nuzzled kissed and gently nipped at my burning loins. His tongue would delve deep inside of me until spreading my pussy hole, and I had no choice but to call out his name in grunts as my hands balled into fists.
Each fantastic time I was on the verge of an intense orgasm, he would slow down and run the tip of his wet spit covered tongue over my swollen bulging clit bringing a new set of tantalizing blasts of sensations.
It was nearly too much to take until one of his slippery fat fingers pressed against my wrong hole, and he said those offensive four words - All girls do it baby.
Fuck that, maybe some dirty girls, sluts or highly paid porn stars do it, but anal sex is disgusting and painful.
With my legs back on the carpeted floor and my knees snapped shut, I could see the disappointment in his beautiful big blue eyes, and those strong shoulders slumped signaling such dissatisfaction. It brought a real pain to my heart with the thought I may blow this, may lose the chance to be his heart, body, and soul.
“You’ll be slow and super gentle, James?”
What the fuck were the words leaving my mouth? They were out there floating between us before my mind could adequately think of a way to ruin my first time naked with a man that I loved and adored so very much. Three weeks since we first met, and my heart already knew this was, of course, the only man for me, so healthy and drop-dead gorgeous. He must be serious about me, why would I reject him now that he has brought me such pleasure at the tip of his incredible tongue?
My lips relaxed and curled thinking of our wonderful future, and my heart started beating again after its brief pause seeing his shoulders rise and the animalistic gleam in his blue eyes return so quickly giving into his kinky wish that was just for me. He could have any girl from my school, and maybe even any girl from college that would have to be more experienced in men’s needs, but he has chosen me.
Shit, it is not his fault that I am entirely innocent and a little scared.
You can’t back out now my previously unsure inner voice barked, just look at him, would you want to lose your dream man, someone that good looking and try dating a boy that wouldn't be as understanding or drive a car, well would you?
Where just a few thoughts making my blood boil and my brain start to hurt before I tried to stop thinking. But it was impossible as the idea of having anything near or inside of my bottom made it flinch, but I couldn’t resist making my man happy with me no matter the small discomfort.
How does it work, should I tell him that I am an inexperienced virgin?
OMG, what if it's messy?
James is naked, and his cock looks so long, hard and dangerous looking. It makes me gulp; I had seen my younger brothers cock when we were small but nothing like this. It looks enormous with a bright red mushroomed head and a pale white and pink shaft with blue veins running through it.
For the love of god, I should have spent more time google researching first-time sex or at least watching a few porn clips from the internet. My body hasn’t moved from the couch, and I have no real frigging clue as what to do, or what he is expecting from me.
I have to do something, my hands find the hem of my nighty and draw it upward over my head as he stands so close with his hand slowly running up and down the length of his hardness jutting out toward me. The sound of his sexy moan seeing my small but firm breasts made me feel a little more at ease. James is entirely not embarrassed at his naked athletic body and that he is masturbating right smack in front of me.
Should I cup my breasts in the palms of my hands or twist my pebble sized nipples between my thumb and forefinger for his viewing pleasure? It sounded sexy when I read it in one of my more risque adult romance novels but now I am so unsure of what I should be doing, and he is watching so intently with that gleam in his eyes fixed on my every movement.
Do I look as scared as I feel? Shit, bum, fuck I wish the overhead lights were at least dimmed a little, to make me feel a little less shy and self-conscious of being naked in front of him.
Somehow my hands came into contact with the spongy edge of the couch pushing upward with newly discovered courage as my shaky legs straightened beneath me lifting my body. James' arms drew me closer as we hugged and his lips found mine in a passionate kiss. I was on tippy toes stretching up, and my man was leaning down pushing his tongue past my lips into my opened mouth to mingle with mine.
The warmth of our naked flesh touching made tingles from my swollen stiff nipples swirl in waves to my wet pussy lips over and over as we felt so close and in love. I could have died at that moment where everything was so picture perfect in an electric kiss shared that made butterflies open their beautiful wings and flutter within my belly and been soo happy.
Those strong arms of his picked me up and carried me to the couch while his lips kept contact with my opened moaning mouth like I weighed absolutely nothing at all. My eyes were shut when our kiss broke, and I could breathe properly, but I still felt like I was floating. Nothing could be wrong or go wrong tonight with such an experienced lover.
All girls have sex, maybe they all had anal sex but chose not to talk about it as much. I’m so, so sure they do, if he craves it with me on our first time so very much.
Down on my knees, my chest and upper body on the cold leather couch, with his hands caressing my bottom cheeks and lower back, it felt like heaven. My James was slow, and the finger brushing over the crease of my backside lightly touching my brown bud didn’t seem so daunting until it pressed in just a little.
“OUCH!”
“Just relax sweetheart and breathe in deeply” was less than reassuring as one of his hands pressed down on my lower back and that painful finger pushed past my bodies sharply clenched resistance.
Fuck me; it hurt like a mother fucker as it pushed in and didn’t ease one little bit until it stopped moving. There was a painful pulse set on fire in my stretched rectum that had me in barely restrained squirming agony.
How in the fuck does anyone enjoy this, how do gay men have anal sex all the time? It burns and hurts so god damn much. Dear lord, I have never read about the bliss of pain in my vast collection of romantic novels, there isn’t anything even resembling a skerrick of pleasure from James' long finger being forced deep inside of my hot dirty place.
In heaven one minute and torturous hell the next!
This is not what sex can be, can it? Love making is…?
I could hear him spit and felt its slick wetness dribbling down between my parted bottom cheeks as his finger slowly pulled back and reentered making me grunt so loudly in pain.
“It hurts James, It really, really fucking hurts!”
“Just relax, cry if you need to, but we can’t stop your such a brave special girl, it only hurts the first time, I promise.”
His voice sounded strained and so different than the sexy low growls of before as his breathing is so raspy and fast behind my bent over body.
God, I wish I could see his reassuring face right now!
The spit wasn’t nearly enough lubrication but as the finger finished slowly thrusting and withdrew completely from my resisting wiggling body flattened on the couch with it gone. But it was a temporary relief as the man that I love gripped my hips firmly and the tip of his rock hard cock pressed at my clenched ass.
“Please no, I’m not ready, we should wait, please James.”
But he wasn’t listening or caring as the mushroomed head of his cock nuzzled at my wrong hole pressed spreading it open.
“Shh baby you don’t want to stop, I’ll be gentle, it's so nice and tight, yo
u want it, for us to be joined as one, don’t you?.”
My head forced itself into the couch trying to stifle my scream as the first inch of his throbbing cock penetrated my body. It didn’t move in the strangulating tightness of my clenched body immediately until my racing breath, and tensed body relaxed a tiny bit. Tears cascaded down my cheeks and when my scream ended it pushed a little further in making pain radiate through my lower back and shoot down my tightened hamstrings.
This wasn’t right; he should want to be inside of my wet slippery pussy that ached for him. This isn’t loving inflicting such pain that I have to scream like a mad woman and grunt uncontrollably like a captured pig.
Is it?
He isn’t being as gentle as he promised, thrusting that swelling tip in and out of my abused bottom. It's going deeper each time and frigging hurting like hell. I can feel snot bubbling out of my flared nostrils and being wiped over the leather my spinning fear filled head is being jolted back and forward over.
I’m not moaning, I am whimpering, and he is grunting like a wild bloodthirsty beast devouring a helpless little animal trapped in the thick dark forest.
“That’s a good girl, take it, take it babycakes!”
Not words of love or respect, words of disgust and my belly feels so hot like vile is bubbling up and not the lust and love I had dreamed of for tonight. Shit no, not a night of cuddles with my bedside television showing stupid corny romance comedies which may have lead to a romantic first lovemaking experience.
What went so wrong, why did he want to fuck me in the ass, why did I change my mind and say a stupid - yes?
“Oh god you have such a tight little ass, grunt for me miss piggy.”
He pushed it all the way in until his balls slapped disgustingly against my sweating flesh making me squeal and he laughed. It must have torn my insides as lights of crashing pain flickered behind my scrunched up eyes and he pounded in and out harder making me gasp with fire filled splintering and excruciating pain.
The beast that swapped places with my James that opened doors for me and sent me sweet dreams text messages each night since our first date was fucking me hard making me cry and whimper until I was a dribbling mess bent over on our families couch. The large room started to spin, and my throat was burning with my unheard pleas as I felt that brutal cock inside of me beginning to swell and throb in my stretched and maybe irreparably ripped bowels.
He was about to come and end the jolting of my brutalized body, my ruffled mind prayed. He pushed in super hard, and those muscular thighs pressed against the back of my bent over body were shaking at last.
“Oh god, Cindy your the best!” screamed from his heart and body as his straining thick cock erupted spilling jets of sticky fluid deep inside of me. He kept thrusting as endless spurt after spurt erupted filling my hot bowels until he slowly started to subside and lose the tremendous rush of orgasmic power.
It still burned like a mother fucker, but the pain eased with his cock coated in come lingering with a few more gentle thrust before ever so slowly pulling out. My stomach lurched with fear that my ravaged bowels may evacuate but with prayers answered they didn’t.
That was such unadulterated relief, white carpet and explosion of filth flashed behind my mind's eye in that instant with my rectum coming closed with ease as his slightly subdued length pulled free. I think I sighed or moaned as his hand playfully slapped my cheek and although my ears didn’t hear correctly, James said something sweet to me mixed with his pants for breath.
I lay there with my sweating chest and breasts mashed flat on the couch and my shaking knees resting on the carpeted floor not being able to move for what seemed like a very long time. It was like a switch had been closed in my mind, and no real thought was allowed to enter not yet anyway.
Should I want to kill him?
Why did my stupid horny body agree to it; I knew it was such a horrible idea, but I just gave in without any real resistance to his taboo wish.
There was nothing but his sad puppy dog eyes and slumped shoulders saying I had to decide to let him fuck me in that hole like a trapped dog.
Maybe next time it wouldn’t hurt like that, everyone’s first time hurts a bit, perhaps James knew this and helped me. That is stupid reasoning, but I don’t want to lose him. If I don’t move or breathe too deeply, it isn’t hurting that much now, and that magic he did with his tongue earlier was so incredible.
“That was amazing Cindy; you're not as sexually retarded as your friends reckon, are you?”
I shouldn’t have spun around so quickly without at least wiping my face as I could feel a disgusting mixture of snot, tears and spit all over my skin as soon as I did. My glaring eyes met his casual happy stare as he sat on the carpeted looking a little sweaty, exhausted and completely satisfied with himself.
“Who said that to you, when?”
I bet it was Sally-Ann she was so jealous that a slightly older man with a car was interested in me, or maybe Kelly that was the first of our small, close-knit group of friends to lose her virginity.
“Who was it!”
If I wasn’t sitting on my bent legs or a bit worried that they would buckle beneath me if I tried standing, running to my bedroom in tears and slamming the big wooden door shut would have been my preferred option at this tense point.
Why was James still looking so sexy and confident sitting so casually there on the carpet?
“Hey, hey sweetie don’t get all worked up, sex was truly awesome and you know I love you now. We have all night to try more things together, and I know you’re a bit inexperienced and adore that about you, I really do, so nothing too kinky for tonight, I promise.”
There may have been countless things spilling from his handsome, happy head, but those three words are worth every tiny bit of pain still surging through my naked body.
“I love you too, you’ll have to be a bit gentler, and we’ll have to have a shower together.”
His broad smile as he picked me up in his great big strong arms not worrying about my messy hair or slimy face to carry me towards the bathroom said it all, he truly does love me and wants to teach me how to be the lucky young girl that pleases him. As long as he is happy and my backstabbing friends are jealous I want him to be my faithful and devoted man to love and cherish.
I feel older and more grown up already and how safe can I be with a man that can pick me up like I weigh nothing at all. Maybe we can light some candles in my room later, and he can kiss my pussy, that was so wonderful or teach me to do that for him with my inexperienced mouth.
My James is so dominant and experienced, he didn’t even mind my immature display, all girls do it and I sure as hell want to be his sex kitten.
Tears be gone, what could go WRONG from here between us, first times are always a little awkward and painful, aren't they?
It wasn’t that bad, was it?
James is the love of my life, and he’ll want me more if I make him happy, fuck I hope my bottom isn’t bleeding, that would be so embarrassing!
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I could feel my juices leaking from my pussy splashing against my wobbling thighs and dribbling downward over my sweating clenched bottom cheeks as my toes curled painfully and my body was gasping in an orgasm. An orgasm or was it the brink of death as everything tingled amazingly from my hair to those toes. As I moaned and shook, I could feel his dark eyes staring at my contorted twisted face.
There are two men in the room?
Who cares, open your eyes you’ll see there isn’t, stop thinking and enjoy, please just this once have adult fun. You can’t stop now!
Fingers are delving so deeply into my over sensitive center lighting my stomach on fire with wrenches of pain and screams of decadent pleasure. Why do I feel like I am floating between depraved bl
iss and the tiring need to sleep?
Who is the other man with his hands caressing my naked heaving body, twisting my nipples, and massaging my breasts? Is it Dan that went to get me a drink? It must be him. When did he come in?
Why?
“Oh god, oh god!” left my spit covered lips over and over as my body withered without thought at the hands all over my perspiring flesh.
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