Sorry I missed updating you all yesterday. I had some errands to run, and they took longer than expected, so I didn’t have time to get on Tumblr. But now Monday afternoon’s activities seem pointless after yesterday, which was…
It happened, you guys! We had gone to his bedroom and stripped down so we could be naked together in his bed. I was stroking his cock while he was licking and sucking on my nipples. Then he moved down between my legs and started fingering me and licking my clit. It was feeling really good, and I was being very clear about that (hehe), but then suddenly he was on top of me, and I felt his cock pressed between us as he kissed me. Then I felt him pull back a little, and he reached his hand down and started fumbling around trying to figure out how to enter me. I put my hand on his cheek to calm his growing frustration, and asked if he’d let me help. He didn’t answer, but he pulled his hand away; I reached my other hand down and grabbed his cock. My heart was pounding so hard I could barely breathe. I shifted my hips a little under him, spread my legs a little wider, felt the head of his cock drag down past my clit and between my lips as I lined him up. When I felt him in the right spot, I pulled my hand out and wrapped my arms around him and pressed my hands down on his lower back.
And then he was inside me! I’m not going to pretend it was some kind of light-from-the-clouds, choir-of-angels-singing moment. That was later when I was remembering it over and over. Nor am I going to say it was a beautiful moment like the climax of a romance movie, where everything was just perfect and wonderful. No, it was furtive, awkward, and really quite brief. Contrary to the expectations set from all the porn stories out there, I didn’t cum all over his cock as soon as he put it in me. His thrusts were frantic and erratic, and while I didn’t actually count them, I feel like there couldn’t have been more than a dozen before he gasped suddenly and buried himself all the way inside me, and I knew he was cumming.
As soon as his body started to unclench, he began apologizing, but I cut him off before he got far enough to even say what he was apologizing for; the sex, cumming so quickly, or cumming inside me. I chose to respond to the cumming quickly, to hopefully indicate the other possibilities weren’t even an idea to me. I told him it was ok, that every guy cums that fast his first time, since he’s so excited for it. (Of course, I have no idea if that’s actually true, but it sounds right, doesn’t it?)
I held him and we kissed for a bit. I expected him to soften and slide out of me while we were still embracing like his father does, but to my surprise he didn’t really soften that much. And as we kissed, things started heated again, and I could feel him start moving inside me as his legs and hips started moving. When he began thrusting wildly again, I told him to slow down and go easy until he got used to the motion. He did, and I also encouraged him to take longer strokes. He of course pulled back too far several times, and I had to help guide him back in (what a mess we left all over his cock!), but he seemed like he started getting the feel of the motion. He definitely lasted much longer that time, but eventually his body tensed up again and I felt the faint twitching of his cock inside me as he came again.
He collapsed on top of me, and I held him again, thanked him for giving me such a special treat, and told him how much I loved him. When I felt him finally soften and slip out of me, I rolled to the side so we were next to each other. That was when I felt my leg touch a cold, wet spot on his sheets. I looked down, and found that we had made a far larger mess than I had expected. Glancing at the clock, I found that we had just about enough time to change his bedding together and put his sheets in the wash. Then I had to get dressed and start dinner, and figure out how to act like the world hadn’t just changed forever.
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