It’s the first time you and Jerry have ever slept together after being in a relationship for a month or so. You’ve been super nervous about it, but all of that melts away when Jerry kisses you with fervor after a nice candlelit dinner at his place. He leads you to his bedroom, where he doesn’t hesitate to remove all of your clothing, piece by piece, in a trail all the way to the bed. Jerry allows you to climb on the bed, and he follows you, climbing on top and continuing his heated kiss from earlier. He travels down your neck and chest before reaching your thighs, kissing them softly and nipping at the sensitive skin. You bite your lip as Jerry finally licks a stripe along your slit, eliciting a moan from you. He continues his assault with his tongue, exploring you more with every moment that passes. He eventually prods a finger inside of you, curling it against the spongy spot that sends you reeling. Jerry has to still your hips as he adds another finger, chuckling at your eagerness.
After playing with you for a little bit longer, Jerry removes his fingers and replaces them with his length instead, gathering your slick and rubbing your clit with the tip of it before pushing in. You sigh in relief as Jerry guides himself into you. You have been thinking about this moment for a while now and are overcome with pleasure as Jerry pulls out and then thrusts back in. He sets a pace after a few slow thrusts, hitting you in the perfect spot. It feels so good- almost too good. You’re just so happy to be with Jerry like this, so intimate and close, and it all is so overwhelming. You don’t even realize tears are beginning to stream down your face utility ou audibly sniff. Despite looking at your face directly, Jerry didn’t notice your tears but noticed your sniffle.
“Hey, hey, why are you crying?” Jerry stops his movements completely, placing a soft hand on your cheek and brushing away your tears with his thumb.
“I’m just-” you take a deep breath to keep from crying more, “I’m really happy and feel really good. I’m sorry for getting all weird.”
“Don’t be sorry, babe,” Jerry smiles, still swiping your cheekbone with his thumb, “I’m glad you’re feeling good.”
“I am, too. Now keep doing what you were doing, or I’ll start crying for another reason.”
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