She used my momentary loss of control to her full advantage, pushing my shoulders and forcing herself back on top of me. The light wrestling was very erotic, and she now pushed her full weight of her body on my erect crotch. She began to grind her mound lightly against my engorged cock, slowly at first, as if it could have been an accident, and then faster and more aggressively taking all chance out of the equation. Her innocent hips moving rhythmically against mine, drawing me closer to orgasm. Veronica’s voice broke the sexual tension, “I’m so horny, I can barely see straight.” Her honesty caught me off guard. We hadn’t spoken in a few minutes, and her voice shocked me at first.
“Veronica, I want to satisfy your every need,” I assured her that she needn’t worry about her needs, that I would go above and beyond to make sure she was satisfied in every way.
“Sshh,” she said, her reaction let me know that she understood, but she wanted to pleasure me first, and that words weren’t necessary, that they were even a nuisance in these circumstances, coming between us and some good old fashion oral sex. She began kissing my chest, letting her tongue push through her lips and make contact with my bare skin. She held my arms tight against the bed, letting me know that she was in control. She let go of my arms, however I held them where she left them . She started to lead down my chest with ever so slight kisses that ended in my pelvic region. I trusted that she knew what she was doing in this delicate area, despite her lack of experience. She firmly grasped my shaft and started stroking the underside of my cock with her tongue. She slowly licked the head of my member, popping it in and out of her mouth. I started to pull the loose strands of her hair away from her face so I could receive a full view of the action. She used this as a cue to take my full length into her mouth, as she cupped my balls. She bobbed up and down like a pro. I would have never guessed that this was the first time that she had given head. I stopped her short of giving me the ultimate release, letting her know without words that I wanted to cum inside of her.
I wanted her to know the same carnal pleasures that I had received. I flipped her around and slipped my thumbs inside of the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulled her striped underwear down her ample thighs. She lifted her hips off of the bed to allow me to easily slip the panties off of her body. “This is the first time I’ve been completely naked with a man,” she offered up to me, unsolicited. Coming from anyone else, this statement would have make me freeze in my motion, but coming from the maximum desire of my affection, this was like the mission statement for a love affair. I needed to complete this night of lovemaking, I needed to make Veronica mine. She needs to cum. I pushed her thighs in opposite directions, exposing her feminine mound in full view for me for the first time. I licked her inner thighs giving her the same goose bumps that she gave me several minutes earlier. I licked the outer lips of her vagina slowly, testing her and tasting her full sweetness, she was as wet as any woman could be. I teased her, noting that she begged me with her body to lick her clit, but I held off for as long as I could, licking her outer lips, and probing her with my finger. I finally released her longing by assaulting her clitoris with my tongue, causing her to writhe in ecstasy. She bucked her hips back at me while I continued to tongue her engorged pussy. She grabbed for a pillow at the head of the bed, and stuffed it into her face, muffling her cries of pleasure. I plunged my index finger deeper into her sex, enjoying the feeling of her vagina tightening around my phalange. She tightened her hips around my head, squeezing it like a vice; I strained to hold my tongue on her clit, furiously brushing it along the slit with the same rhythm. She screamed into the pillow now, trying to thrash her lower body, but I held her in place. She grew even wetter, as she convulsed. Her juices leaked out of her hole, drenching my face, and lingering on my chin. I pulled up from her lower region, and reached up to kiss her. She hungrily took my mouth, whimpering slightly. “I need to feel you inside of me, to fulfill me completely,” she said.
Needing no more convincing, I pulled the condom out of my dresser drawer, and handed it to her. She slyly unrolled it onto my erect penis, and laid back onto the bed, spreading herself open for me. “I’m ready,” she said. My heart was beating out of my chest now, and felt like it was going to leap out of my throat. Not wanting to seem like I was scared shitless, I spread her lips open without skipping a beat and lowered myself onto her. Using her moans as a roadmap, I slowly guided my cock into her. I spread my arms out and grabbed both sides of my double sized bed. As I slowly thrust myself into her the bed creaked with each motion. I wished I had played some music with the few moments that I had when she was in the bathroom, but it was too late now. The silence of it all was deafening. I asked her if she was okay, if it hurt. She assured me that it felt great, that I should keep going. She dug her nails into my shoulder, as I kissed her softly, which felt different with me inside of her. I looked deep into her eyes, as I became more focused on my task. She lifted her legs around my waist, allowing me to gain deeper penetration.
Before too long, my muscles started to convulse. This was a familiar experience, I had been orgasming since childhood, but inside a woman is an entirely different experience. I felt out of control, I started to spurt, as I grasped her aroung her midsection, thrusting faster than I had before. “I’m cumming,” I felt the need to verbalize. She just nodded and moaned. “Uh….ahhhh….ohhhh, she made me make noises that I didn’t think I was capable of making.” I shot load after load into the rubber barrier, filling the reservoir tip. I let myself fall limp onto her body, allowing the both of us to enjoy the experience. I started to wonder if this was a one time deal, or if this could grow into something more, which is what I had hoped she wanted.
She interrupted me in mid thought, “I’m glad you were my first, I hope that we can do this again at our next sleepover.” She yawned, rolled over, and was asleep before I knew what happened. It would take me countless nights to process just exactly how I came to take the innocence of my sweet Veronica.
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