Mike And Claires First Time

When Claire rolled over in bed that morning, she felt the sunlight on her face.

Sleepily, she sat up and looked around her room. It was a messy disaster. Getting up, she whisked around her room picking up clothes and putting them away. Just so long as the room wasn't a wreck it didn't matter that it wasn't perfectly clean. Since Claire sleeps naked, she didn't have to change her wardrobe for the activities she had planned for the morning, her birthday suit would work just fine. Nine o'clock came, and Claire anxiously listened for a knock on the door.

When she heard it, she forced herself to walk slowly to the front door. She didn't want to appear too eager. Yet as Claire was opening the door for Mike; her mouth was on his before it had even been fully shut again. "That caught him off guard", she thought to herself smugly, his face giving him away. He took off his jacket and shoes in a rush, never disconnecting himself from her, and then pulled her tight, leaving no room between them. She smirked as she felt his already stiff cock against her.

She had never been so turned on she thought to herself while their tongues danced and tasted. Exploring every inch of each other. Hands roaming, curves conquered. The heat was tangible between them.

Time for some fun she thought, as she started moving upstairs. Once in her bedroom, Mike looked around her room as it was the first time he was seeing it. Claire was instantly glad she took those five minutes to tidy up. He picked her up and laid her on her queen-sized bed, following her body with his. Hands were flying and tongues were moving in unison. Sheer lust showed on both faces as Mike finished stripping, finally removing his pants. His cock stood fully alert, a little bit of precum showing. Claire took him in her hands, stroking him as she straddled his legs. He took her hips in his hands and rolled over, switching positions. With Mike on top, he enjoyed an aerial view of her massive tits. He let the head of his cock rest against her pussy and was thrilled to feel how soaked and ready she was. Mike teasingly moved his dick around her warm slickness, ensuring she would be craving and soon begging for more.

"Do you have a condom?" Claire asked.

"No." He replied.

"What?! Why would you come here knowing what we were going to do without a condom!?" She asked, simultaneously surprised and upset.

"I can run to the store if you want some" He offered.

"Yeah, but that will waste valuable time." Claire answered, frowning.

She stood up and walked to her dresser, idly wondering if she had any left here. Rummaging through some drawers, she turned to see Mike staring hungrily at her naked body.

"I'm so mad at you for this!" she admitted. Her lust was not even close to satiated with the teasing touches so far. She needed to know what he felt like inside her. Feel every glorious inch stretch her.

"Well I'm clean, and I thought you were. It's been such a long time since I've needed a condom, I didn't even think of it."

"Well yeah I'm clean, but I'm not trying to get pregnant either," she replied.

"Claire, I've been snipped for four years now." Mike told her.

She assessed him lying in her bed naked, and relief washed over her. He had no reason to lie about getting a vasectomy. In fact, it would not be good for him to get her pregnant either. So Claire hopped right back on top of him, gyrating her pelvis enthusiastically. She was craving his velvety steel inside her. His hands caressing her breasts he lowered one into his mouth and took a nipple captive with his tongue. Moaning softly Claire allowed her body to mold to his and let his hand wander as they continued to kiss deeply. She never allowed sex without a condom, always too paranoid about pregnancy and diseases. But she trusted him wholeheartedly already. And Claire could barely admit to herself why that may be. Regardless, she was very excited to feel him with no barriers between them.

Mike moved on top of her again, and traced small kisses from the base of her mouth, down to the hollow of her neck, down her heaving chest, circling her abdomen, and down lower still. She gasped as she realized where he was heading and what his intentions were. She felt her core tighten in anticipation. Claire's breath caught in her throat as his first breath whispered against her. His tongue took her clit captive now, mimicking the same movements he had made on her nipples. His hands held her firmly in place as he slowly started moving his tongue in and out of her and she began to buck, overloaded with sensation.

If she thought she needed him inside her before, it was nothing compared to the unbridled lust filling her now. She needed *him* to be filling her now. Desperately.

Claire was in heaven, her orgasm overtook her and she came in his mouth. Wave after wave hit her as Mike expertly maneuvered her trembling body. She needed to feel him fill her and could wait no longer. The exquisite torture of desire her only emotion. She pulled him up, kissing him and tasting her own juices on him.

"Can't wait to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock." he murmured to her, voice low and husky. To answer him she tilted her hips up, and found his cock. She was wet and aching for him. He slid into her easily, feeling his cock stretch her pussy around him. "You're so tight!" He half moaned as he felt himself enter her fully.

"Fuck me hard Mike" Claire managed to say as she bucked in rhythm with him, breasts bouncing. His thrusts became deeper and faster; he could feel her muscles tightening around him and knew she was close again. She rarely came more than once with any of her other partners, but again didn't even want to contemplate what that meant as this was only their first time.

He kept a steady pace as another orgasm coursed through her. Body trembling and shaking against him Claire worked to steady her breathing exclaiming his name out loud.

It was so hot knowing this was just the first of many to come. Here was this sexy man, who she couldn't have imagined better if she made him up herself, and here she was in bed with him. They tried a multitude of positions all over her room, all while Claire came over and over again. They moved to the kitchen and fulfilled their fantasy of fucking on the kitchen counter while neither of her parents were home. He was so tall he matched up perfectly with her pussy if she laid on the counter, and his thrusts were deep and perfectly angled. Claire loved every minute of it. Feeling his hands grip her firmly, his cock pounding her pussy, all while feeling the cold counter underneath her and her legs wrapped around his incredible body. All these sensations brought her to the edge of yet another orgasm. She lost count.

Mike grabbed an ice cube from the freezer and brought her to the other room. Tracing lines down her body with the ice, she arched her back with her eyes closed, reveling in each touch. Mike traced each trail he had made with the ice with his mouth, laying kisses all over her body. Then all of a sudden she felt his cock against her, and it was cold. He had iced his dick, and the sensation was strange and yet wonderful.

It was all the more intense for the surprise of it. As unexpected as it was, Claire was already learning that when it came to her pleasure - nothing should be unexpected when it came to Mike. It thrilled her.

"Let me warm your cock back up" Claire whispered as she continued to match his thrusts. Once she came again, they moved to a new room yet again. They fucked on the back of the couch, they fucked on the stairs, they fucked on the table, on the counter, in the hallway, in her room. They fucked everywhere they could and in every position they could think of. Claire was impressed with his stamina and told him so.

"Well it's been hard to hold back, I was so close so many times but I am going to draw this out as long as I can," Mike said. He couldn't believe his luck in finding someone he found so perfectly matched him in every way.

"Glad to hear it" was all she said as they tried to have their fill of each other.

Once more in her bed, Claire laid with her back to Mike. He had his cock deep in her and his hand working her clit. She was close yet again and had already lost count of all her orgasms. "You coming again?" Mike asked "Oh. Yes. Yes I'm cumming again!!" Claire shouted out as she felt the first waves start again. "Cum with me babe" she said.

So they came hard together, Mike filling her pussy with his cum, a smile on his face.

"God I love your face when you cum," he told Claire. She smiled and said, "you sure got to see it a lot today then" she whispered into his neck.

"I know I loved it..." He sleepily replied. They had wiped each other out. A good omen of things to come.

Satisfied in a post-coital bliss, Claire looked lazily at the clock, and then jumped up quickly as it was later than she thought. The last few hours had flown by but Mike needed to leave before her mom came home.

He got dressed, and she walked him downstairs. She sat on the stairs they had just fucked on, as he put his shoes and coat on. He looked up and saw her sitting there. So Mike strode over and kissed her long and hard, a perfect end to a perfect morning. Claire smiled and closed the door behind him, pleased with this kind of start to her day. She headed back upstairs to ensure they had left no traces of their recent adventures anywhere.

After she had rounded the whole house, and they were in the clear, she entered her room. She had a message waiting for her.

M: had a fun time, hope you had the same

C: glad to hear it, and I sure did. Think of other things you want to try next time

M: good, I'll have to think of some fun stuff. Time for a shower lol. Have a good day!

That morning lingered on both of their minds for the remainder of the day. Mike relived every moment, feeling the rush as he remembered her face as he made her cum over and over. He never wanted to forget some of her expressions as he wrung out every last drop of her pleasure. His cock rising to attention the more he thought about how she had felt clenched around him. Her warm tightness claimed every inch of him and milked every last spurt from him. She was exquisite.

Claire relished how tired and sore she felt, every time she moved she was reminded of their adventures. She couldn't help but wonder if now they'd be done, or if this was still to continue. She knew she wouldn't mind it continuing, and couldn't wait to experience so much fun with this sexy man.

...to be continued...