PAIN AND PLEASURE
I finish washing the dishes and jog to my room. The excitement I am feeling, huh!
I take a hot shower and rest on my bed.
An hour flashes, and I was getting underway with impatience when a slight knock my door almost makes me jump out of bed with ecstasy. My heart skips several , but I compose myself albeit in vain.
This is what I was waiting for.
I don't answer the door, nor do I mumble a word. Instead, I saunter to my bedroom and stare through it.
Cool, my heart. He is here!
He calls my name, but I play deaf. He calls a few more times, and then silence . Anger and paranoia start clambering in me. Did he walk away? He didn't to look if I was inside. Why the heck did I think of this absurdity? I should planned something more suggestive, you know, like, waiting for him in the room, or lying nude on his bed.
Shiieet! Now I will have to deal with...
Boom!
The door flows open, and a cold chill runs down my spine, turning my insides into for a moment. I keep my face straight through the window, as the door closes a bang.
I can hear his small steps towards me, and I tense with every single step he makes.
My heartbeat is accelerating with every inch he gets closer to me.
"Are you okay?" He asks, making a stop a few steps away from me, and I nod my , avoiding turning around at all cost. "Why... why are you..." he can't finish the . I can feel his heavy breathing from here.
"Dressed like this?" I still recall how wild this dress drove him that morning.
He walks closer, standing right behind me, my back on his hard rock bulge his legs. "I told you before not to tempt me like this, didn't I?" He says, hands falling on the sides of my thighs, making me tremble as his flesh comes contact with my delicate skin.
I start moving my butt slowly, massaging his front. "Am I not allowed to seduce boyfriend?" I take his right hand and place it on my left breast. He gives it a squeeze, giving me the exact feeling I want. "Didn't you want to bend me the kitchen table a while ago? I'm here now. We are just alone, Andy."
"You are fucking naughty, do you know that?" He rides up the dress with one hand, the rest is satisfying my hard nipples.
"I can be anything for you, my love. Does my bum still feel perfect between on front?"
"Always." He presses himself hard against my naked bum, and the tent between his says it all. "Feel how hard I am for you, baby?"
"I love that you are hard for me. I want you, Andy. Take me now." If it weren't for hand supporting me, I wouldn't be standing right now. I am a trembling with . I am burning and I need him to do something before this fire consumes me.
If not to put it off, at least let it consume us both. I seductively move my bum his hard cock again.
"Fuck!" He curses, his hands moving to my waist to help me soothe his cock with bum, and I bed a little, while he arches his front to me. "Can you bare the ?" He turns me around in one swift, our eyes meeting, his arms me, keeping me to himself.
I sneak my hand between us, down to his manhood, and I squeeze it, making him . Oh, it's so hard as a rock. I give it another good squeeze, and another one, he closes his eyes.
"Is it your first time?" He asks, and that made me stop. Will he refuse to do it if it's first? "Keep doing that." He guides my hand on his sweet cock and I continue well-appreciated work. He places his hand under my chin, lifting my head to at him. "Don't be shy. Tell me, Ania. Is this your first time having sex?" I love way his eyes are burning with desire.
"Why does it matter," I ask.
"So that I figure out the best way to take you." Awe! That made me blush for the nation. I am wet already. I nod my head, and he raises an eyebrow. "It's on the bed then." He says, sweeping me off the ground. I thought he was to lie to me on my bed, but he walks out with me in his arms. I think he took three steps to get inside his room.
He kicks the door of his room shut with his leg, and puts me down, lifting my . In a second, it is lying on the floor, and I stand in my birth suit in front of
Andy. He takes his time to worship my body, while I am growing impatient. As his grab his T-shirt, I ran for his shorts and pull them down, and his cock springs . We run into each other's lips, our hands colliding here and there as we explore nakedness. He lifts me, and lays me gently on his bed, and we continue our , our flesh against each other.
"I'm sorry, but this will hurt, baby. There is no way I can prevent it." He says a bit as his cock makes its way between my pot, and I smile at him. He leans kisses me so passionately.
As he deepens the kiss, his cock starts drilling in, tearing my purity apart and of the glory I anticipated, comes an immense mind-boggling pain. I feel my virgina is being pierced through with a huge sharp tool.
I would love to say that his sweet passionate kiss is helping minimise the pain, but
I would be lying. The pain increases as he inches in deeper. Everything is so opposite of what I presumed. His kiss is sweet but it does not have that to make me forget everything today. I am burning under him with desire and , but this pain is just too much. I can't help it.
At this point, I want to push him away. I want to tell him to stop. I don't want this . The pain is too much. I can't take it. But my lips are sealed with his, his are pressed hard against me. I have no way of communicating. I try to myself by getting lost in his kisses, but nothing seems to be working. Tears falling, and they keep flowing until that pain magically fades away on its own, I welcome the new feeling of pleasure.
He pulls away from the kiss, and looks into my eyes, kissing away my tears, as he thrusting in me gently. He is fully accommodated inside now. He fits in so perfectly, and I love how his sweet member massaging my walls.
"Does it still hurt?" He asks, and I shake my head. "It won't hurt again." He assures , and he scoops me in his arms, as he increases the pace, giving us both , and satisfying both of us.
A minute prior, I never could have speculated that I will feel this pleasure. I didn't that that pain will turn into something as sweet and fulfilling as this one.
Something so sweet and beautiful. It's mind-blowingly terrific here in cloud nine.
I try matching his pace, arching my back back and forth, contributing to this moment of pure pleasure and..
"Ooh... Ahh..."
"You like that?"
"Ooh.. Yes, Andy... More...more...yes... MORE!"
Ooh, dear! Where did I learn all these moaning techniques?