legs beneath me, I give his cock one hard suck
before laying back down and guiding it to my pussy. Dean lowers himself to me,
balancing on his forearms as his cock brushes against my sex. He holds himself
suspended above me until I’m practically trembling with wanting to feel his
cock inside of me.
“Do you have another condom?” he whispers in the darkness.
“Somewhere…” I breathe, “But it’s OK, I’m on the pill.
You’ve been tested, right?”
“Yeah, of course,” he smiles, “I’m all good. Are you?”
“Yeah, I am too,” I tell him.
Our eyes lock in the faint yellow light, and I’m sure he can
see my heart beating through my chest.
“You still want this?” he asks, his brown eyes gleaming with
need.
“Absolutely,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around his
shoulders, “You have no idea.”
“I think I do,” he laughs softly, laying a searing kiss on
my lips.
I let my legs fall open to him, wrapping them around his
waist as he presses his hips forward. He guides his cock into me, parting my
silky flesh around his thick member. My head falls back against the pillow as I
feel him fill me up, inch by inch. For a second, I worry that I just won’t be
able to fit him… but my body opens itself eagerly to him, drawing him deeper
than I could have possibly imagined.
And now that I know I can take him, I want as much of him as
I can get.
Dean draws his hips back and thrusts into me again, and
again. I meet his every pass as we find our rhythm, falling into sync as if we’d
done this a thousand times. With every stroke, Dean’s cock drives deeper and
deeper into my body, unlocking new depths of pleasure I didn’t even know
existed. I rake my fingernails along his back we pick up the pace, bucking
wildly against each other as our bodies flush with sensation.
I grab hold of Dean’s tight, sculpted ass, pulling him ever
deeper. His muscled body is a well-oiled fucking machine, and I marvel at the
powerful grace of him even as he levels me with his glorious cock. His mouth
falls open in impending bliss as a low, building warmth starts to spread
through my body. I swear, I can feel him growing harder in the very core of
me—and I fucking love it. Tilting my hips upward, I nearly scream as he slams
into that sweet, juicy spot inside of me that’s sure to send me soaring.
“I’m right there,” he breathes, fucking me hard and fast.
“Come, baby…” I gasp, holding onto him for dear life, “Come
with me…”
At my command, Dean draws back and sends his cock colliding
with the center of my bliss. My mouth falls open in a silent scream as he
explodes deep inside of me, filling me up with his seed. I hold onto him
tightly as we ride out our orgasm, clutching onto his broad shoulders as the
sensation knocks me flat.
Our bodies go slack as we tumble back onto the bed, a tangle
of limbs and bedsheets. The room is perfectly silent, save for our frenzied
breathing.
“You know, I never really cared much about winning or losing
a football game,” I whisper, trailing my fingertips down his chest, “But if
this is how you celebrate, you’d better make it all the way to the
championship.”
“For you, I will,” he murmurs sleepily, pulling me close.
We doze off for a few hours, clasped in each other’s arms.
My body feels transformed, much more so than when I first lost my virginity
last year. Sure, I felt as though my curiosity had been met when I first had
sex. It was fun, and sweet, and nice. But what just passed between Dean and I…
that was something else altogether. It was deep, and primal, and
transformative. Tonight feels like much more of a milestone than my actual
“first time”. Because for the first time tonight, I feel like part of something
larger than myself. Together, Dean and I are more than we are apart. It seems
impossible that we’ve only known each other for a little over a month. I
already feel like Dean knows me better than I know myself… and that’s
before laying back down and guiding it to my pussy. Dean lowers himself to me,
balancing on his forearms as his cock brushes against my sex. He holds himself
suspended above me until I’m practically trembling with wanting to feel his
cock inside of me.
“Do you have another condom?” he whispers in the darkness.
“Somewhere…” I breathe, “But it’s OK, I’m on the pill.
You’ve been tested, right?”
“Yeah, of course,” he smiles, “I’m all good. Are you?”
“Yeah, I am too,” I tell him.
Our eyes lock in the faint yellow light, and I’m sure he can
see my heart beating through my chest.
“You still want this?” he asks, his brown eyes gleaming with
need.
“Absolutely,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around his
shoulders, “You have no idea.”
“I think I do,” he laughs softly, laying a searing kiss on
my lips.
I let my legs fall open to him, wrapping them around his
waist as he presses his hips forward. He guides his cock into me, parting my
silky flesh around his thick member. My head falls back against the pillow as I
feel him fill me up, inch by inch. For a second, I worry that I just won’t be
able to fit him… but my body opens itself eagerly to him, drawing him deeper
than I could have possibly imagined.
And now that I know I can take him, I want as much of him as
I can get.
Dean draws his hips back and thrusts into me again, and
again. I meet his every pass as we find our rhythm, falling into sync as if we’d
done this a thousand times. With every stroke, Dean’s cock drives deeper and
deeper into my body, unlocking new depths of pleasure I didn’t even know
existed. I rake my fingernails along his back we pick up the pace, bucking
wildly against each other as our bodies flush with sensation.
I grab hold of Dean’s tight, sculpted ass, pulling him ever
deeper. His muscled body is a well-oiled fucking machine, and I marvel at the
powerful grace of him even as he levels me with his glorious cock. His mouth
falls open in impending bliss as a low, building warmth starts to spread
through my body. I swear, I can feel him growing harder in the very core of
me—and I fucking love it. Tilting my hips upward, I nearly scream as he slams
into that sweet, juicy spot inside of me that’s sure to send me soaring.
“I’m right there,” he breathes, fucking me hard and fast.
“Come, baby…” I gasp, holding onto him for dear life, “Come
with me…”
At my command, Dean draws back and sends his cock colliding
with the center of my bliss. My mouth falls open in a silent scream as he
explodes deep inside of me, filling me up with his seed. I hold onto him
tightly as we ride out our orgasm, clutching onto his broad shoulders as the
sensation knocks me flat.
Our bodies go slack as we tumble back onto the bed, a tangle
of limbs and bedsheets. The room is perfectly silent, save for our frenzied
breathing.
“You know, I never really cared much about winning or losing
a football game,” I whisper, trailing my fingertips down his chest, “But if
this is how you celebrate, you’d better make it all the way to the
championship.”
“For you, I will,” he murmurs sleepily, pulling me close.
We doze off for a few hours, clasped in each other’s arms.
My body feels transformed, much more so than when I first lost my virginity
last year. Sure, I felt as though my curiosity had been met when I first had
sex. It was fun, and sweet, and nice. But what just passed between Dean and I…
that was something else altogether. It was deep, and primal, and
transformative. Tonight feels like much more of a milestone than my actual
“first time”. Because for the first time tonight, I feel like part of something
larger than myself. Together, Dean and I are more than we are apart. It seems
impossible that we’ve only known each other for a little over a month. I
already feel like Dean knows me better than I know myself… and that’s
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