Hey, this is my first straight story period. My boyfriend wanted me to write about what our first time would be like in my point of view. So, on with the story...
"I love you," he confessed for the millionth time today.
"And I love you, mon amour," I said for the millionth time.
Our first time seeing each other and we look at each other like our lives depend on it.
He looked at me in that weird way for the third time since we've been alone in his room.
His eyes go out of focus, darting between my eyes and my lips. He reaches out finally, cradling my cheek in his palm. He leans forward, both of our breaths become erratic. Finally, that moment happens, our lips touch, just a peck.
I dare myself to move my lips, urging his. But then it escalates, becoming more passionate and hungrier. One hand cradles the back of my head, the other still on my cheek. My hands firmly on his cheeks. He slowly lays us down, him on top of me.
His lips descend from mine, trailing down my jaw, to the right side of my neck. My birthmark. He knows it's my weak point in my neck. He tests it, I gasp and moan loudly. I feel his smirk against my skin, his efforts double, attacking the sensitive skin with a gusto. Biting, nipping, sucking, anything to make me moan and whimper under his efforts.
"Baby, are you sure? We can wait. Even though you know me and know I can't wait to be deep inside you, claiming you as mine," his voice quivers with desire and longing.
I nod."Yes, I want this. Us, bonded physically. Feeling a piece of you inside me."
He groaned."God, you know how to fucking turn me on."
I laughed."Likewise, my love."
He attacked my lips with a new vigor, if possible. His hunger rising with the moment, as does mine. We were both virgins. Infants with physical intimacy. But we would find our way.
He continued his assault on my neck, leaving lots of love bites. His hand slipping down my side to the hem of my shirt, lifting it slightly. Asking silently for permission. I nod, knowing his question to continue his search of my body. He lifts my shirt, I help him by raising myself and my arms. The ravishing of our lips stops for a second, only to return with more passion. His journey continues with more area to cover. He kisses my cleavage, going around my bra. Going down my stomach, making my muscles jump and tighten with the teasing of his lips.
He looks up at me as he stops at my pants' waistband, once again silently asking for permission. I smile and nod. He smiles in turn, slowly unbuckling and unzipping.
"Don't fucking tease me, Brice!" I call out, desperate for a faster pace.
"I want to stretch out our first time, baby. Now, we'll go slow, but as soon as you get use to my dick inside you, we'll go harder and faster," his whispers make me moan in longing.
"Fucking tease."
He chuckled."But I'm your tease."
To make him shut up, I grabbed his shaggy, blond hair with both hands. He surprisingly moaned.
"Feisty. I like that in a girl," he said with a wink.
"Always the charmer."
He didn't reply, only finally returning to the task at hand. He pulled my pants and underwear all at once. I could see the fire in his eyes intensify as my most intimate area's revealed.
"You didn't shave," he whispered.
"I know you like it when I don't," I answered.
"Soooo fucking hot...."
His face looked calculating. As if calculating his next move, a way to move on. He spread my legs a bit more. Pausing to take off his shirt and unbuckle his pants. He held out a hand close to my vagina, shortly descending to touch my clit.
"You're so wet... Am I turning you on, babe?" He remarked.
"Yes! Now get on with it!"
"With pleasure, baby."
He smirked as he began to slowly circle around my clit, making me moan slightly with the delicate friction. I bit my lip, restricting moaning loud enough to wake the neighbors. His pressure increased, as did the pace.
"Does this feel good?" He whispered seductively. "Does my fingers massaging your clit feel amazing? Are you close to cumming?"
I nodded. Words failing to come to me at this moment, the pleasure nothing I've ever felt. He smirked, then did the most horrifying thing.
He stopped.
I gasped loudly, unable to cope with the feeling being gone.
"Please..." I begged.
"Please what?" He asked, clearly amused by his success in reducing me into a puddle of lust.
"Keep going..."
He once again smirked that devilish smile. He leaned forward and licked my vagina. I moaned loud, unable to mute myself. He proceeded with wild abandon. His tongue doing things considerably pleasurable, undeniably pleasurable.
On instinct, I grabbed his hair in a death grip. Actually pushing his head closer. I moaned his name with abandon over and over, like a chant. He responded, going deeper and proceeding to slowly begin to finger me. My breath coming out in rapid rise and falls of my chest. His other hand snakes up my body and massages my breast through the black lace of my bra.
He adds a second finger to his tease. The pace doubled, me rapidly coming to the edge. The added finger slowly becomes pleasurable as the initial entry's discomfort dissipates.
"You ready for a third one?" He asked after pausing his activities.
I nodded eagerly, and slowly a third was added. The stretching uncomfortable at first but it disappears, the delicious feeling heightened. My moans come with every thrust and pull.
"Ok, sweetheart. Ready for the main event?" He inquired.
Though my desire for his phallus inside me was great. I felt like I needed to return the favor first.
"Yes but I wish to return the favor first. My condolences for your marvelous, um," I stumbled, blushing unable to word properly after his pleasure course."pleasure."
"Ok, babe." He switched spots, now he's laying on the bed.
I start with a slow, sensual kiss. Kissing down his neck, his chest, his abs, all the while pulling down his pants. I kiss his dick through his boxers, slowly torturing him.
His breath is shallow and rapid, the rise and fall of his chest quick. I pull on the waistband, being torturously slow.
"Baby, please go faster. I want you to suck my cock," he begged.
I pull, releasing his 7 inch dick. The head an angry red and the veins showing all around. His pubic hair shows that his hair is naturally straight and dirty blond. Fairly shaped testicles encased in the hair.
I licked from his balls to the sensitive underside of the head. His breath shuddered. I gently grabbed the hilt of his dick and hesitantly brought it in front of mouth. My eyes flickered up to his face, it was flushed, his eyes were closed, and his mouth opened with rapid gasps.
I opened my mouth and entered an inch or two. He made a loud gasp.
"Oh, fuck," he moaned.
I made a soft sucking pressure around the head, slightly bobbing up and down. After a minute, taking in more into my mouth, watching my sensitive gag reflex. I pull up, taking him out.
"Keep going, babe. Please..." He groaned in frustration as he put a hand behind my head, pushing down.
