By Hana M Brimeck
The next night I anxiously await his arrival. My body trembles with anticipation and excitement as I wait for the arrival of my savior. For the first time since I arrived and began my new life in this god forsaken city I felt confident, secure, protected. I knew as I was held in the arms of Dago I was safe. I felt so warm so comfortable in his arms. I longed to be held by him once more.
A light rapping on the window, my breath catches as my heart jumps with excitement. Quickly I move to open the window and let him in. He gives me a shy smile as he enters my apartment. I can tell he's as nervous as I am.
"Hi Dago" I say shyly. I can't contain my smile my excitement, thoughts of anticipation. My panties are wet already just from the thought.
"H... Hi Aimee." He says in reply. He stands before me, not sure of what to do, fidgeting with his belt.
I can't help but smile at his nervousness. It is so charming and cute.
"Thanks for meeting with me, alone. I want to get to know my savior better. Really get to know him. I can tell you're unlike anyone I've met before."
"Well, I find that easy to believe. How many famous actors have you met, I hope this isn't an interview?" Dago lets out a nervous chuckle.
"Four." I replied with a giggle, "And not an interview. It's not because you're famous. I can tell there's something different, special about you Dago. There were half a dozen people on the street; you were the only ones who came to save me, and cared to make sure I made it home safe. I owe you, you have my eternal gratitude. Let me thank you, let me show you how grateful I am.
"Aimee... I..." He puts his hand behind his head out of uncertainty. "I don't exactly hit it big with the ladies, I've never been with a..."
"Shh... you don't need to say anything. It's ok" I cut him off. I'm surprised, a gorgeous movie star not hitting it off with the women?
I slip my hand under his waistband and down between his legs. I smile as he grows firm my hand. I am impressed with how hard he is, how thick, how smooth. As I take hold, his breath catches, he lets out a moan. I press my body into his. Gently I stroke him with a slight turn of my wrist as it reaches the tip. I press my lips into his. I let out a moan into his neck in anticipation. I'm already wet starting to get wet, my pussy pulses in excitement.
I pull him into my room and lay him down on the bed. I can see he's nervous. I place my hand gently on his chest. "Don't be nervous. I know I'm your first. Just relax and show you what a woman feels like." I reassure him.
Dago's mouth drops open as I undo the small bow holding my robe together. It slides off my shoulders, around my hips, and drifts to the floor. I lie down and press my body against his. Now fully erect, I slide my hand up and down his hard smooth shaft. With each stroke my wetness increases. I slide my body down his. I take his cock between my breasts and slowly slide up and down teasing the tip of his cock with my tongue as I slide down. After a few moments I release my breasts and take him back in my hands. I use my hot breath on him. I use my tongue to trace the length of his now throbbing cock. He moans as I take him in my mouth, gently sucking.
"Oh Aimee... Oh that feels incredible. I never imagined it could feel this incredible." He moans.
"If you like that, just wait." I stop only a moment to say.
"Oh please don't stop." He begs.
I take him deeper, stroking him faster, sucking harder. My pussy juices are now running down my leg. My excitement increases as his moaning increases. I let out a moan as his thickness increase, I can feel him get harder, thicker. I squirt on my leg at the anticipation of having him inside me. I quicken my stroking, I suddenly realize I'm rubbing myself on his leg, He can feel how wet, how hot I'm getting, that I am squirting on his leg.
I hear his moaning get faster, "Faster... Oh Aimee, oh, oh faster, faster... Oh..." He begs.
I oblige "I suck him as fast, as deep as I can, stroking the whole shaft with my hands."
He explodes in my mouth. I take all of him in. gently slowly I release my mouth and gently stroke with my hand. When I release my hands I hear him give out a long satisfied moan.
"Oh Aimee... that was... the increase in my pulse and heart rate, dilation of my pupils, hyperventilation... No amount of research could prepare me, my mind was racing but now I feel, it's like my brains stopped. It never felt like that when I would stroke myself."
I put my finger to his lips, "Hush Don. Don't over think this. It's just an orgasm. This is normal, Just enjoy it, your next one will feel ever better."
"Next one?" he asks. "Uh, I don't know if I can but I have been researching and think I understand the mechanics of how a woman anatomy works, using pressure points and the clitoris I think I can achieve maximum pleasure and return the favor." He says with a fair amount of confidence.
I lay back and giggle. "Maximum pleasure?" I say with a tease in my tone and a playful smile. I take his hand and slip it between my legs. My breath catches and a moan escapes my lips as I slide his thick finger inside me. He lets out a nervous laugh as He touches my wetness for the first time.
"With application of my hypothesis and research should result in..."
I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my god Dago, you're just so cute. I didn't realize you were a nerd and a ninja."
He withdraws his hand. "I'm sorry, I think out loud." He blushes and looks away. "Like I said I haven't had much luck with the ladies, I spent much time performing research but without practical application, but I don't have experience or practice. Martial arts are a breeze compared to this."
I sit up "Dago, relax, if there's one thing a woman knows it's her own body, just listen and feel. You'll know when you're doing it right. I knew there was something special about you, your intelligence. Just don't let that get in the way. When you're with someone you have to feel them, not look at them like a specimen in a Petri dish. Every woman is different but we all know what we know makes us feel good. Listen to my body, Feel my energy. Let my body guide you." I look him in the eyes reassuringly.
Nervous he takes a deep breath and reaches his hand towards me. I take his hand in mine. I place his hand over my heart. "Breath Dago, feel, feel my heart, close your eyes and feel the rhythm of my body."
He closes his eyes and focuses. "Feel the rhythm, hear the body." He says under his breath. "Feel." He says again.
He moves his hand from my heart to my breast, feeling them for the first time, so soft yet firm. He scoots closer to me and pushes his lips against mine. We pull our bodies' closer to each other, pressing to each other. He slips a hand behind my head and lays me down.