“I’ll have to find somebody who knows what they’re doing then”
I giggled a bit, and teased him with my eyes, raising my eyebrows, the tip of my tongue poking through my teeth and lips.
During our conversation, he had turned on his side to face me, his face close to mine, touching his forehead to my temple. He smelled divine, he’d put on a delicate cologne, it was sort of rich and musky.
He reached down, and put his hand down the front of his trousers, somehow he’d got tangled up in his underpants, he adjusted himself, and comfortable again, and pulled his hand out.
He leaned in slowly, tilting my chin up, and softly kissed me on the lips, it was incredible, I’d been kissed by other boys of course, but this was like nothing I had ever felt before.
His tongue was soft and silky, as it slipped into my mouth, hunting the tip of mine, which flickered around his, and he rolled his around, taking mine with it, exploring me, sending soft sensations down my body.
He pulled back gently, placing his hand on my bare midriff, I hadn’t tried to pull my dress down, it was pointless as it only rode up again, and I had to admit I was relishing his gaze on my body.
I exercised, had a healthy balanced diet, so I was taut, shapely, nice legs, strong thighs and I knew I was good to look at.
Moving his hand round my waist, he smoothed it over my bottom, fingers moving softly to my lower buttocks, and slipping into that sweet spot, just under my vagina, and above my anal area, pulling my hips towards him.
He moved his hand and began stroked my tummy, his touch was electrifying, his head pressed against mine, he kissed me again and looked down my body towards my hips.
I looked down as well, he put his fingers into the top of my panties, and lifted the front of them up, the elastic material stretching and revealing my mound, I had very little pubic hair, so my cleft looked really pronounced.
I started to get moist, and he smelled my feminine scent, and looked into my eyes, smiling warmly, at that point I knew what was going to happen.
I knew I was going to give him my virginity, and give it willingly, he wasn’t going to hesitate, he was going to take that sweet piece of my soft innocence, and he was going to ravish me, it was what I wanted, and I was sure I would remember this always.
He slowly slipped his hand down inside my panties, the material stretching over his knuckles, his fingers gently squeezed my pubis, it was soft and plump, I could see that he was enjoying how it felt, he briefly touched my clitoris’s hood, sending a bolt of feeling through my entire body, leaving my nipples tingling, and almost making me faint.
He stood up, and moved round towards me, I felt very small lying there on the recliner, I noticed he was very aroused, his penis straining in a massive bulge against the front of his trousers, I couldn’t believe that I had the power to affect a grown man like him in such a strong way.
Without a word he picked me up in his arms, almost as if I was just a feather, and carried me out of the den, upstairs and into his bedroom.
Gently placing me on the bed, he lifted my dress over my head, followed by my bra, then softly, smoothly took my panties down, folding them all together and placing them on a chair by the door to the bathroom.
I took the scrunchie out of my hair, putting it on the bedside table.
It allowed my hair to fall free onto the pillow, I swept it out of my face, and it lay there, like a mass of gold, framing my face, curling around my neck and shoulders.
He pulled off his shirt, then unfastened his trousers letting them drop to the floor, followed by his briefs. He stood there, naked and incredibly desirable. His penis seemed huge, but I hadn’t really seen that many to make any real comparison.
He went into his bathroom, and returned carrying a thick white bath towel, which he folded and placed under my bottom, I was already so wet that I’d made a damp patch on his sheet.
My mouth was dry, and I was trembling, I asked, “what do I do now?”
“It’s all right, I’ll look after you properly, I’ll tell you if you need to do anything, but leave it to me, relax, and I’ll take care of everything.”
I looked at his penis, it had an almost heart shaped tip, narrow at the end, light pink and flaring out to the base of his head, his shaft was thick, long, and curved neatly into his belly, his urethral tube disappearing into his neat tight scrotal sack, the reverse ‘S’ type curve almost resembled a big tortoise’s head and neck.
I giggled nervously as he climbed onto the bed next to me, he asked, “do you want to touch it?”
“Yes.”
I reached out, and put my hand around it, I couldn’t touch my thumb and fingers together, there was a fairly large gap between them, and his shaft became thicker as it swept down to his belly.
It felt stiff, hard and warm, I could feel ridges of sinew all down it, as I held him, clear slippery liquid started to ooze from the end of it, I asked, “what’s that?”
“They call it the lover’s teardrop, it’s a lubricant men make when they are turned on, a lot of people call it pre-cum.”
“What do you want me to do now, do I lick it, or suck you?”
“No, it’s not my thing, and if you ever do that to a boy, knowing you like I do, you won’t like it either.”
“So it isn’t nice for you?”
“Some men like it, and they’ll ask you to do it to them, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to, it’s your right to say no.”
“I thought it was part of it all, from what I’ve heard.”
“Boys, will try to convince you, and use all sorts of persuasion, like ‘if you love me you will,’ or ‘I need this to help me get turned on,’ but don’t fall for it.”
“What do you like then?”
“What you’re doing now, gently holding me, stroking my cock, pulling my foreskin back, it’s very stimulating, it’s really enjoyable knowing it’s you, I hadn’t realised how much I wanted you, and to find that I’m sharing your first time, makes it really horny.”
I didn’t say anything, but thought how ironic it was that he was giving me advice about boys, while at the same time, we were both naked on his bed, with me holding onto his cock.
He leaned over and kissed me, his hands stroking my breasts, and nipples, he kissed down my body, and moved his body over me, kneeling between my legs, positioning my hips, them moving his lips over my belly, onto my labia, licking me gently.
His tongue was like soft sweet velvet, he caught my clitoris, gently rolling it with his lips, the tip of his tongue stroking its underside I had never had anything like that done to me before, I hadn’t even been fingered, the new feeling of electrifying waves flooded through my body, turning me to trembling jelly.
He moved back up, putting his tongue into my navel, then moving to my nipples, my breasts were small and tight, nipples erect, and he easily fitted each one after another in his mouth.
He said quietly, “lift your knees, and put your feet flat on the sheets, it’ll be more comfortable for us then.”
Placing one hand under my arm and holding the back of my neck, and putting the other one under the small of my back, at the top of my bum, he took his weight on his elbows and knees, kissing me, with my last long lingering kiss as a virgin, he lifted his head, and looked deep into my eyes.
He lifted my hips pushing down towards him, and pressed his tip against my pussy, I could feel the pressure, and as he wiggled the end, I felt it start to enter me, peeling back the labia.
His eyes were smouldering as he pushed gently against my soft wetness, pulled back a bit, then pushed in again, I opened my legs a little wider, and put my arms around his neck.
I thought, “so this is what it’s like, it’s not so bad, and I like it so far.”
Then my vaginal sphincter popped open and he was inside me, I felt a jolt of incredible searing pain, I thought I was being torn apart, my eyes widened and I tried to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth.
Malcolm pushed himself in as far as he could, smoothly and gently, holding it in hard as the waves of pain coursed through me, making my anus clench, and my stomach tense up.
I tried to wriggle away from it, but I didn’t want it to stop, Malcolm, pressed deep into me, holding me firmly against the bed with his hips, not letting me pull away, whispering softly, “shhh, shhh, it’s alright, it’s normal, it’ll pass, shhh, shhh.”
His words comforting me, I started to breathe fast, panting loudly, as I took the pain, but started to feel mingling spasms of pleasure, my head rolled back, as I started to relax a little.
He started to thrust into me, slowly, smoothly, firmly, wonderfully, almost pulling completely out, before slowly plunging deep into me again, and again, it hurt, but it was absolutely lovely.
I felt myself leaking vaginal juices, it felt warm and slippery as it dripped down between my buttocks, and I realised why he had put the towel there.
I don’t know how to describe that first time, I felt filled up, but raw, as if I had lost part of me somewhere, I felt him stretching me, and wondered if he was going to ruin me, I was quite pleased with my small pussy, and I didn’t want it destroyed by what seemed to me to be an enormous penis.
Later I realised that it was a combination of physical feeling, it was my first time, so there was nothing to compare it against, yes, he was quite big, but then, I’m quite small, but it still felt as though I was overly full.
His biological impulses took over then and he started to speed up, his strokes getting slightly shorter as his pace increased, I could feel my inner labia vibrating as the ridges on his penis, plunged in and out, he had positioned himself so that the top of his shaft rubbed against my hard, protruding clitoris
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