Chad grins as he hears a knock on the door of his small apartment. He opens it to find Lucy, looking shy. He invites her in and she mumbles a hello. It's cute and makes him feel even cockier.
He was used to it since he's the captain of the football team but getting a girl who looks like Lucy to come calling will always be an ego boost. She's small but firm in all the right places and that permanent blush on her cheeks is really starting to get him going.
"Just us?" Lucy asks as she looks around nervously. Chad leads her to the couch.
"Yeah, like I said," he pulls her to sit on his lap and she does so with a squeak, "We wouldn't want an audience for your first time," his hands settle on her waist, "Unless you're into that?"
Lucy instantly flushes and she covers her face with her hands.
"No! God, no I'm not like that," she sounds mortified. Chad finds it disappointing if not surprising. He squeezes her hips.
"Sorry, sorry," he lies, "I was just trying to chill you out a bit," Lucy slowly lowers her hands. It's obvious that he's closer than she's expecting but she doesn't move back, hesitantly putting her hands on his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, I guess I'm more nervous that I thought I would be," she says.
"It's fine. We'll start off slow," Chad says before leaning forward and capturing her lips. She was probably expecting more talk but Chad thinks they did that more than enough before she got here.
It started off with a tipsy confession and a lie. Lucy had told him that she'd never "done it" before and was worried about it because she was having her third "serious" date with this guy she really liked. She wanted it to go well and didn't want to make a big deal about her inexperience. Apparently some of the other girls had been talking about how nice Chad is with first timers and she wanted to know if it was true.
It is. It's a reputation he had carefully created for opportunities just like this, a naive little girl looking for help.
It was easy from there to get her to this moment, wet and willing above him.
He runs his hands up over her bare stomach and under her crop-top to pull the cups of her bra up and give him access to her perky tits. She makes a surprised sound at the suddenness of it but it quickly turns to a moan when he begins groping her. He releases her lips as she gasps again and turns his attention to her neck.
"No marks, remember?" She manages to say.
"You can trust me," he takes the time to say before kissing his way down her neck. His fingers focusing on her nipples to get her whimpering.
Her top isn't loose enough to pull down like he wants to so he pulls back with a sigh.
"Arms up," he says and enjoys the way she obeys instantly. He quickly pulls off her top and bra and pulls her close again so he can finally get his mouth on her tits. She whimpers and pushes her chest forward.
It's not until a few glorious minutes later that he feels her hands return to his shoulders that he realises she had been keeping her arms up the whole time. The idea makes him hard and he scrapes his teeth over her sensitive nipple.
She squeaks again and this time her hips jerk. It makes her brush against his hard cock. She hesitantly does it again and gives a breathy moan. Chad grips her hips and firmly pulls her against him, switching his attention to her other tit.
Apparently that's all the encouragement she needs, one hand curling in his hair as she begins grinding down. He continues guiding her movements, making sure she knows who's in charge.
His aching cock quickly decides she's ready and he lifts her up, tugging down her shorts and panties.
"Chad?" She asks, eyes glazed and cheeks flushed. She catches on and stands up on wobbly legs, pulling her panties off the rest of the way. He shoves his own pants off the second she's up and her eyes widen when she looks back at him. She clears her throat, "Do I need to..." she gestures vaguely at her face with her eyes still glued on his erect cock. Chad leans back confidently and smirks at her.
"You look wet enough from here," he says and he's right. Lucy is perfectly shaven and so wet her thighs are glistening. Her embarrassment is obvious but she climbs back on top him anyway, carefully keeping out of reach of his throbbing cock. She licks her lips and looks down at it nervously. "Are you sure..." she trails off again and meets his eyes helplessly. He resists the urge to say fuck it and plunge into her.
"Am I what? Sure that you're wet enough?" He asks as he sets his hands back on her hips. She shakes her head.
"That it's, you know, safe?" Her voice is quiet and she's not looking at him now. The question makes his cock throb with need. That had been the lie. She's sheltered and inexperienced enough that convincing her that certain positions are completely safe, especially for virgins, was easy.
"Of course, babe. Besides, your first time should always be without a condom. To get the full experience," Chad makes sure to keep his charming smile even at the frustration of having a wet cunt centimetres from his bare cock.
"I know. I know, it's just I'm not on anything. At all," she stresses and Chad's grip tightens at the reminder.
"As long as you're on top, it's completely safe," he reminds her, "Gravity will stop anything dangerous."
Lucy still hesitates and for a second Chad thinks he's going to have to fake a miscommunication but then she's kissing him again and snaking a hand down to stroke him.
He returns his mouth to her tits, knowing he'll be too focused on her bare cunt in a moment to truly savour them, pulling her lower to get her grinding again.
She takes to it eagerly, starting to moan more often now. He's strong enough to angle her so the head of his cock keeps bumping her entrance. She makes a particularly high pitched sound every time it happens and grinds down harder. Hard enough that his head almost pokes into her multiple times.
