First Time (part 1) 🔞
Tommy's First Time 💥
You're hanging out with Tommy at his place, just the two of you. He's been hinting at wanting to take things to the next level, and you're more than curious to see where this goes. As you sit together on the couch, he puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. "I really like you, you know that?" he says softly, his face inches from yours. Your heart races as he leans in, his lips brushing against yours in the gentlest of kisses. It sends a shiver down your spine. This is really happening.
Emboldened, you loop your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Tommy makes a tiny gasping sound, his fingers carding through your hair. He kisses you back with increasing passion, fueled by years of pent-up desire. Parting your lips, his tongue traces the seam of your mouth, seeking entrance. You grant it willingly, your tongues tangling together. The kiss grows heated, you can feel his excitement pressing against your hip.
Gently, you push him backward onto the couch, climbing into his lap to straddle him. "I want you," you breathe against his lips. Tommy's hands roam your body, skimming over your curves and leaving trails of fire in their wake. His touch ignites a hunger deep within you. Frantically, you start tugging at each other's clothes, desperate for more skin contact. Buttons fly and zippers hiss as outer layers are shed.
Your mouths reconnect, kisses turning sloppy in their urgency. You gasp as cool air meets heated skin, the contrast delicious. Tommy's hands find your breasts, kneading and caressing. He teases your nipples into stiff peaks, rolling and pinching them between his fingertips. Sparks of pleasure shoot straight to your core, your panties growing damp. Emboldened, you guide one of his hands lower, letting him feel the evidence of your arousal.
Tommy groans, the sound rumbling in his chest. Removing his hand, he brings his fingers to his lips for a taste, eyes dark with lust. The sight makes you clench with need. You grind against his hardness, the friction driving you wild. Reaching between your bodies, you palm him through his boxers, feeling him twitch and throb under your touch. With a deft flick, you free his erection, wrapping your fingers around the thick shaft. He's heavy and hot, silky skin stretched over steel. You give him a few slow pumps from base to tip, savoring every inch.
"Please," Tommy whimpers, hips bucking into your hand. "I need..." He trails off with a strangled groan as you circle his weeping slit with your thumb, smearing the pearly beads of pre-cum. After working him until he's fully hard and straining against your grip, you switch to fumbling with your own underwear. Shoving the scrap of lace down your thighs, you kick it away, now bared and open to him. Bringing your slick folds to his tip, you notch him in place, more than ready for him to fill you.
With infinite care, you sink down on his thick length, your wet heat enveloping him inch by throbbing inch. A symphony of sighs and gasps escapes you both as you're joined at last. He stretches you, the drag of his girth igniting every nerve ending. It's almost too much, but you disagree with a roll of your hips, taking him to the hilt. Tommy throws his head back, eyes squeezed shut in bliss, completely sheathed in your tight clutch. The feeling of fullness is exquisite, sending sparks skittering up your spine. You savor the stretch for a long moment, fully impaled on his hardness.
Bracing your hands on his chest, you start to move. Rising up until just the head remains inside, you drop back down. The motion drags deliciously along your walls, stoking the fire inside you. Gradually, you pick up speed, finding a rhythm. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by your mingled moans. Tommy matches your pace, meeting your downward strokes with upward thrusts of his hips. Pressure builds at the base of your spine, coiling tighter and tighter with every pass over that special spot inside you.
His grip on your hips is bruising, holding you in place as he drives up into you harder, faster, deeper. The force rocks you both, couch springs creaking in protest. Sweat mists your skin, making you glisten. The sight only spurs Tommy on, his pace turning almost feral. Each thrust grinds against your clit, pushing you closer to the edge. Your pulse pounds in your ears, drowning out everything except the slide of his cock into your soaked heat and the escalating pleasure cresting within you.
You can feel your release barreling down on you like a freight train, sweeping you up in its whirlwind. "Tommy, I'm-" you gasp out, before shattering into a million glittering pieces. Your orgasm crashes over you in waves, whiting out your vision. You clamp down around him like a vice, milking his cock for all he's worth as you ride out your high. The sensation is too much for Tommy, his hips stuttering. With a guttural groan, he follows you over, spilling deep inside you with hot, thick spurts. You collapse against his chest, still trembling with aftershocks.
As you catch your breath in the afterglow, Tommy peppers your face with soft kisses. "That was..." he starts, at a loss for words. You hum in agreement, snuggling into him. Your first time together has been everything you hoped for and more. Beyond the physical pleasure, you can feel a deeper connection forming between you, one based on mutual respect and affection. This is only the beginning of something beautiful.
Tubbo's First Time 💥
It's just you and Tubbo at his place, hanging out and being your usual silly selves. While cuddling on the couch together, you turn to him with a mischievous grin. "Hey Tubbs," you start, giving him a playful nudge. "I've been thinking... maybe we should take our relationship to the next level?" His eyes widen at your implication, a deep blush staining his cheeks. "You mean, like..." He trails off, unable to say it out loud. You nod encouragingly. Tubbo swallows hard, Adam's apple bobbing. "I've never... I mean, I want to, but I'm not sure..." He's nervous, but you can see the yearning in his eyes.
You press a tender kiss to his lips, pouring reassurance into the gesture. "It's okay," you murmur. "I'll guide you through it. We'll go nice and slow." Your hands start to wander as you speak, caressing his trembling body through his clothes. Tubbo whimpers into your mouth, arching into your touch. Emboldened by his reactions, you begin slowly removing his shirt, baring his pale skin to your heated gaze.
Tubbo flushes under your scrutiny, but holds himself still, letting you take the lead. Once he's shirtless, you lean down to press open-mouthed kisses along his collarbone, tasting the salt of his skin. He gasps and quivers, hands coming up to rest on your hips. Following the trail of your kisses, you work your way down his chest and stomach, pausing to dip your tongue into his navel. Tubbo bucks with a startled moan, his fingers digging into your sides.
Smirking up at him, you pop the button on his jeans, slowly dragging down the zipper. He lifts his hips to let you tug them down his legs, along with his boxers. His erection springs free, standing proud and eager. You wrap your fingers around his shaft, giving him a few slow pumps. He's hard and heavy, silky skin flushed a deep red. His breathing hitches as you tease the sensitive head, smearing the bead of moisture at his tip.
Getting to your knees between his spread thighs, you dip your head to lap at his length, tasting the salty essence of his excitement. Tubbo keens, head falling back against the couch. You take him into your mouth, tongue swirling around him as you suck. He's hesitant at first, but quickly grows bolder, hips rolling to meet your bobbing movements. "Oh, fuck," he chokes out, voice gone hoarse. "Your mouth feels so good." Humming in encouragement, you take him deeper, until the head bumps the back of your throat.
You set a steady rhythm, hand and mouth working in tandem. Tubbo's moans echo off the walls, his fingers threading through your hair. In a few minutes, he's a writhing mess, completely lost to the pleasure. "I'm close," he warns breathlessly, trying to pull away. But you don't let him, taking him as deep as you can. With a choked cry, he spills down your throat, body shaking through his release. You swallow every drop, licking him clean and giving his softening length an affectionate kiss before pulling off.
Glowing with satisfaction, you crawl up his body to collapse beside him on the couch. Tubbo turns to face you, pulling your limp form into his arms. "That was... wow," he says dazedly, still coming down from his high. You chuckle, nuzzling into his neck. "We're not done yet," you purr, trailing your fingertips down his side and over the curve of his ass. Tubbo shivers, eyes brightening with renewed interest. "Oh yeah? What else did you have in mind?"
With a sly grin, you sit up and shimmy out of your own clothes, baring yourself to his heated gaze. Tubbo licks his lips, visibly swallowing. "I want you," he says, voice wavering. "Please, I need to feel you." His words inflame you, your core clenching with need. Straddling his hips, you guide him to your entrance, sheathing him to the hilt in one smooth glide. You both groan at the sensation, his thick length stretching you in the most delicious way.
You start to move, rolling your hips and riding him with slow, deep strokes. Tubbo bucks up to meet you, hands gripping your thighs. Each drag of his cock along your walls sends sparks skittering up your spine, stoking the fire inside you. He feels huge, reaching places you didn't know existed. Pressure builds low in your belly, coiling tighter with every pass over that special spot inside you.
You chase your pleasure, hips moving faster, harder. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by your mingled moans. Tubbo matches your pace, driving up into you with desperate need. The force rocks you both, couch springs creaking in protest. Sweat mists your skin, making you glisten. He leans forward to capture your lips, kissing you deeply as his hips piston beneath you.
The coil inside you snaps, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. You shatter with a wordless cry, clenching down around him like a vice. The sensation triggers Tubbo's own release, his cock pulsing inside you as he spills deep within your fluttering heat. You collapse against his chest, trembling through the aftershocks.
As you come down, he peppers your face with soft kisses, stroking your hair and back. "That was amazing," Tubbo murmurs, voice rough with emotion. "You're amazing." He sounds awed, almost reverent. You smile against his skin, basking in the afterglow. "We're amazing," you agree. "Together." And you know, with bone-deep certainty, this is just the start of something incredible.
Ranboo's First Time 💥
You and Ranboo are getting cozy on his couch, just the two of you. His arm is slung around your shoulders, fingers absentmindedly playing with your hair. The movie playing in the background is forgotten, the tension between you crackling like electricity. Ranboo clears his throat, voice coming out a little rough. "Can I kiss you?" he asks, almost shyly. Your heart skips a beat. "I'd like that," you reply, tilting your face up to his.
His lips are soft and warm as they meet yours, the kiss lingering and sweet. He tastes faintly of popcorn and soda, the flavors mingling on your tongues as you deepen the kiss. Ranboo hums into your mouth, hand cupping your face. His thumb traces the curve of your lower lip, the touch searing even through the fabric of your clothes.
Emboldened by his reactions, you loop your arms around his neck, fingers threading through the short hairs at his nape. Ranboo makes a tiny noise in the back of his throat, the sound sending a thrill down your spine. You turn in his arms, swinging a leg over to straddle his lap. He groans at the shift in position, his hardness pressing against your core. "I want you," you breathe against his lips, rolling your hips to grind against him.
Ranboo gasps, his grip on your hips tightening. "I want you too," he rasps, ducking his head to mouth along the column of your throat. He nips and sucks at the sensitive skin, determined to mark you. You arch into the touch, tilting your head to give him better access. His hands roam your back, mapping the contours of your body through your shirt.
Seeking more contact, you tug impatiently at the fabric barriers between you. Ranboo lifts his head to meet your eyes, his own dark with desire. "Let me," he murmurs, fingers going to the buttons of your shirt. He parts the material slowly, revealing your skin inch by inch. Each new expanse of flesh is followed by the press of his lips, his tongue darting out to taste. You shiver and sigh at the teasing touch, back bowing to offer him more.
Once your shirt joins the growing pile of clothes on the floor, Ranboo leans back to admire the view, taking his time. The heat in his gaze is enough to set you ablaze. "You're so beautiful," he says quietly, almost to himself. He reaches out to trace the curve of your breast, cupping the soft weight. Your nipple pebbles against his palm, the peak pressing into the center of his hand. He thumbs the sensitive nub, rolling and pinching, sending sparks of pleasure zinging straight to your core.
Desperate for more, you guide his hands lower, letting him feel the evidence of your arousal. Ranboo groans at the damp heat he finds, fingers slipping beneath the hem of your panties to delve into slick folds. "Fuck, you're soaking," he growls, working two digits into your tight clutch. You clench down around the welcome intrusion, hips rolling to take him deeper.
He sets a pace that has you seeing stars, crooking his fingers to rub that spot inside you that makes your toes curl. His thumb finds your clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves. The dual stimulation is mind-blowing, pressure building fast. Ranboo watches you come apart with hooded eyes, drinking in every gasp and moan.
"I'm close," you warn breathlessly, feeling your release fast approaching. He speeds up his movements, determined to see you over the edge. With a few more thrusts and flicks, you fly apart, shattering into climax. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over you, whiting out your vision. You shake and shudder through the aftershocks, practically boneless in the aftermath.
Ranboo gentles you through it, pressing soft kisses to your face and hair. "You're so gorgeous when you come," he murmurs, voice rough with affection. "I can't wait to be inside you." The promise in his words sends a fresh bolt of desire through your satiated body. You capture his lips in a searing kiss, tongues tangling heatedly.
Whimpering into his mouth, you guide him to your entrance, sheathing him to the hilt in one smooth glide. You both groan at the sensation, his thick length stretching you in the most delicious way. Ranboo buries his face in the crook of your neck, hips barely moving. Just savoring the feeling of complete connection.
You start to rock against him, setting a slow and sensual pace. He matches your movements, thrusting up into your clutching heat. The drag of his cock along your walls is exquisite, stroking your innermost places. Pressure builds at the base of your spine, coiling tighter with every pass over that special spot inside you.
Ranboo shifts to hook his hands under your knees, spreading you wider and opening you up to him. The new angle has him hitting that spot dead-on with every thrust, your world narrowing to the place where you're joined. He speeds up, each snap of his hips driving you closer to the edge. You can feel your release barreling down on you like a runaway train, sweeping you up in its whirlwind.
"Ranboo," you gasp out, barely recognizing your own voice. "I'm gonna..." His answering groan is muffled against your skin as he buries himself as deep as he can go, grinding against your clit. The dual stimulation is too much, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. You shatter with a wordless cry, clenching down around him like a vice. The sensation triggers Ranboo's own release, his cock pulsing inside you as he spills deep within your fluttering heat.
You collapse against his chest, trembling through the aftershocks. "That was," he starts, at a loss for words. You hum in agreement, snuggling into him. Your first time together has been everything you hoped for and more. Beyond the physical pleasure, you can feel a deeper connection forming between you, one based on mutual respect and affection. This is only the beginning of something beautiful.