Chapter 4 - The Main Course
He let go of my hair and went on a several minute rant about how good that felt and that he had never felt anything so good. I wanted to believe him but knowing that I had the skills but not the experience made me think that this was just his inexperience talking. I moved my lips back to his still half hard member, kissing it softly and flicking my little pink tongue over his still quivering organ, cleaning up the little strings of his seed that escaped my lips. He was a sensitive one after his big explosion and I was not helping things much that I was poking his sensitive spots with my tongue and sucking on the tip as I attempted to coax out every last drop.
I was having so much fun teasing and licking him that I did not notice for a while that he was fully hard again. I am so lucky to have such a cooperative stud for my first time. Now that he was hard again it was my turn to play, and I am not talking balls of yarn here. Taking matters in hand (grabbing him by the penis) I took him across the room. I did not have to force the issue; he came willingly, following me across the room to the couch. As we walked the short distance I knew I was ready. I could feel some leakage running down the inside of my thigh. Once at the couch I turned him around and gave him a gentle push. Pushing just enough to let him know I wanted him to sit, and of course he complied.
My hand moves to his chest and pushes him back into the couch as I step forward and straddle his legs... leaning forward I take his manhood in my free hand to guide it to the wet opening between my legs. Thinking about how much everyone says this is going to hurt I slide down slowly, feeling the small head slip in easy, then feeling more resistance as the fat shaft sinks in past my bald lips. Then there is, the slow soft tinge of pain that tells me the moment has arrived, the moment of truth as his head is pressing against my virginity. As I thought to myself, slow or fast, which would hurt more? William reaches out and rests his large hands on my small slender hips and with one quick movement he pushes down and thrusts up into me by surprise.
My hymen is shredded in one quick second and his thick tool wedges halfway up into me. I look down at him for a second with a surprised look on my face. I expected him to start thrusting hard into me, trying to bury the whole bone deep inside and I breathed a sigh of relief when he moved his hand from my hips to my breasts, gently fondling them... giving me some time to get comfortable. Purring softly as I sit atop his tower, my back arching and pressing my firm breasts against his hands then slowly sliding down the rest of his pipe. My walls stretch and accommodate him easily with out as much pain as expected.