“Give me your hands.” I obey, reaching up to place mine in his large outstretched palms. He places one on his thigh, and brings the other to his shaft. He wraps it around the base, and then moves it up to his tip, then back down. “Just like that. Nice and easy at first.” He removes his hand and I keep going, feeling the soft, veiny skin of his cock ripple slightly at my touch. He takes my other hand and places it on his balls, massaging them with me. His hands then drop by his sides, and I look up to see his eyes closing and his lips parting.
Instinctively, I lean forward and, tucking my lips over my teeth, I take him inside my mouth. I hear him gasp and I smile inwardly. He doesn't know that I've read my fair share of dirty books, even if I've never actually put anything into practice. I keep moving my mouth down his length, seeing how far in I can take him. I stop when he hits the back wall of my mouth, though I'm still not at his base, and then begin to slide back out.
“Oh, fuck, Brynn. You sure you've never done this before?” he asks me, eyes wide as I swirl my tongue around his tip and then pull him back inside my mouth. I move my hand back to his balls and massage him again as I move up and down his dick. I hear him moan and feel his hand move to the back of my head, his fingers grasping my hair. “Enough,” he grunts, pulling his hips back. “Stand up.”
Normally when Nate takes that tone with me or orders me around, it really gets under my skin. But right now, it's turning me the hell on. I jump to my feet. He abruptly takes the elastic waist of my pants and yanks them to the ground. We stand facing each other naked, the air between us charged. Without taking his eyes off mine, he reaches forward and between my legs. I cry out softly as he slips one finger over my wet clit, and then inside me. I almost fall forward at the strength of my reaction to his touch, and have to grab onto his shoulders to support myself. He pulls me into him so that I'm curled against his chest, my head resting just under his chin.
His finger moves in and out of me, and his thumb flicks over my clit. I reach down and begin to run my hand up and down his cock like he showed me, though I'm so turned on that I'm hardly aware of what I'm doing.
“You're almost ready,” he whispers. He pulls his hand out of me and picks me up under the armpits and tosses me onto the bed. In a second he's pushing my legs apart and kneeling between them. His head ducks down and I buck wildly as his tongue takes a long lick of my clit. I feel him slip two fingers inside me, and can feel him pressing them all around, stretching me out. His tongue circles and flicks against me the whole time, until I begin to unravel.
“Oh, Nate, oh, yes!” I cry out, but he stops. I gasp at the sudden lack of contact and pick up my head to look at him. He's no longer between my legs, but standing to get something out of his jeans. He smiles at me as he shows me the condoms he's taking out of his pocket. He rips one off and pulls it open with his teeth, then tosses the rest on the bed next to me as he walks back. I watch as he holds it to his tip and then unrolls it down his shaft. Then he kneels back on the bed, his legs between mine, and lies down on top of me with his weight on his elbows.
“This first time will probably hurt a little, but it'll feel good soon,” he promises, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. I nod nervously. He kisses me, his tongue softly caressing mine, as I feel his dick against my opening. I can't believe it's finally happening. He reaches down, pulling my leg up and holding it against his hip as he takes his cock in his other hand, positioning it at just the right angle.
I gasp as he enters me and sharp pain reverberates through my entire lower half. I feel his hips stop their forward motion. He moves his mouth over to my ear, softly sucking on my earlobe and darting his tongue in and out as he moves forward again. The pleasurable sensation at my ear helps to distract me from the massive pressure I feel pressing into me. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his back, willing myself to relax. I know I'm in good hands. Just when I think the pain will be more than I can handle, he stops, and I can feel the skin around his hips pressing against mine. He's all the way in. He circles around slowly, and I feel my first twinge of pleasure at the sensation.
He pulls his head back and looks at me. “OK?” he asks. I nod, feeling breathless. Without taking his eyes off me, he begins to pull back out, all the way to his tip, before sliding in again. He pulls out a second time, and as he returns, my lips part in surprise at my body's response. I think he can sense that I'm starting to warm to the sensation, because he begins to move a little faster.
“Oh, Nate, that feels…it feels…” I trail off. There are no words. I simply wrap my legs around his back and dig my hands into his hair as he moves against me, as exquisite waves flow through my body. His lips find mine again, kissing me with a passion that matches the faster pace he's setting.