She lay there, tense, expectant. She'd finally agreed to her boyfriend's demands and he would be joining her soon. Discretion. She'd insisted on discretion. What they were doing was their private affair and she didn't want the whole world knowing. Mike would be here soon. He'd said give everyone a chance to settle down and then he'd come.
They were at a ski-lodge for a long weekend of skiing. Michelle had known when she'd accepted the invitation to join the group that Mike would be expecting to sleep with her. She'd held out for her own room, of course. She just wasn't the sort of person to flaunt a liaison in front of everyone.
Mike hadn't seemed to understand that, getting quite stroppy about it. She'd managed to calm him down, promising that he could join her as long as he did it quietly.
She shivered as she heard her bedroom door open and close. And lock, the click sounding loud in the darkness.
"Finally together," came a soft murmur through the darkness, and Michelle could hear the rustle of clothing.
Oh, god, she hoped he wouldn't be rough. Mike had a tendency to be a bit hasty at times, rushing into things. She hoped he'd remember that this was going to be her first time.
Michelle trembled as she felt him sliding into bed next to her, his body hot and naked. She waited, feeling like a mouse waiting for the cat to strike.
She almost screamed at his first touch. From nowhere, a finger touched lightly upon her lips, tracing along her mouth. Could Mike see in the dark? She nipped lightly at the teasing finger, catching it lightly in her teeth.
There was the sound of a stifled laugh and Mike's hand withdrew, not retreating, but changing the field of battle. Mike's lips covered hers while his hand settled lightly on her breast.
Kisses were exchanged while Mike played with Michelle's breasts, teasing and tantalising. He squeezed her breasts and played with her nipples, hot little flashes rippling through Michelle as she squirmed lightly under his touch.
Michelle was breathing hard when Mike's mouth moved down to settle on her breast, suckling on her. His teeth were grazing her nipple. His hand. Oh, god, his hand.
His hand had laid claim to her mound, drifting over her mons, tugging at her curls. His hand covered her, squeezing lightly, stroking back and forth. Michelle was vividly aware of his erection, pressing against her side.
Fears of being rushed faded, replaced by an itch to progress things. Michelle's hand settled on the erection lightly touching her. She'd see how he liked being lightly touched. Feather light fingers ran along the length of Mike's erection, dancing around the head before travelling back down. He winced slightly, mentally cursing Michelle's imagination.
He nearly changed the mental curses for spoken ones when Michelle's fingernails scratched lightly across the head of his cock. If she wasn't too careful she'd ruin the night before it started.
To give Michelle something else to think about, Mike's fingers dipped inside her, exploring. She was writhing slightly, pressing against his touch, trying to pull back when he pressed lightly against her hymen.
Moving around Mike brushed lightly against Michelle's clitoris, feeling her light touch on his cock spasm into a death grip and relax.
The bed coverings were now a nuisance and Mike ruthlessly pushed them aside. Michelle's legs were nicely parted and Mike settled between them, his weight holding Michelle pinned and his cock pressed firmly against her slit.
"Yes?" he murmured, receiving a frantic "Please," in return.
Michelle felt excitement burning deep in here as Mike started to take her. She felt hot all over, wanting him. He was pressing harder and she tensed slightly.
Then her excitement died a horrible death as she felt pain rip through her as Mike pierced her.
"Stop, oh god, stop," she wailed. "I can't stand it."
"Hush, sweetheart," came a whisper. "The worst is over. I'm sorry, but sometimes it hurts for the first time. You were just unlucky. Lie quietly and relax now."
Quivering slightly, Michelle lay there, feeling Mike penetrating deeper and deeper. She was relieved to feel the pain ebbing swiftly away, with the excitement slowly rising to replace it again. By the time Mike was finally fully inside her she was again feeling that burning itch of wanting.
"OK, now?" came his teasing whisper.
"OK," she whispered back.
His mouth covered hers again and he started to move upon her. His hands covered her breasts, lightly playing with them, while his cock slowly withdrew and returned.
Michelle kissed him hard, but her mind was paying more attention to what was happening further down. She might be a virgin but she had a pretty good idea of what was supposed to happen and as far as she was concerned, she was ready to do her bit.
Mike pulled back. This time as he descended, Michelle rose to meet him. Tentative at first, the shivering sensations that rippled through her gave her the courage and desire to continue. She started pushing vigorously against Mike, rejoicing at the way he sank so deeply into her.
Mike took it cautiously at first, letting Michelle get used to the way he was taking her, He pushed in deeply, but relatively gently, feeling her respond. He pressed on, looking for those little signals that indicated she wanted more.
They weren't long in coming. Michelle was breathing hard, and pushing up against him more strongly. Mike increased his pace a little, feeling Michelle adjust and match him. Another little increase, with a gasp from Michelle and a hurried rush to match him again.
Satisfied, Mike drew almost full length out of Michelle, paused for a moment, then thrust back hard and hot. Michelle gave a yelp and met him, and then Mike was taking her, driving in hard. He was no longer leading her along; he was driving her before him, demanding a response, where earlier he had sought one.
Michelle answered the challenge, pushing hard up against Mike, showing she could handle whatever he gave. She was now giving little squeals of excitement, most of the sound being lost against Mike's mouth as he ravished her lips.
Frantically Michelle bucked against Mike. Her excitement was beyond her control, her body in full control of her responses, with Michelle just a passenger being carried along on the wild current.
Michelle screamed and shuddered when her climax hit her, feeling herself melt under Mike's pounding thrust, feeling the acid burn of his seed spilling in her and dissolving her to nothingness.
When Michelle's mind slowly cleared she was being held cuddled against Mike. He seemed to sense her awareness as his arm tightened momentarily on her.
