I kept rubbing her clitoris as she rocked her hips against me, and she was speaking, “yes,” Jake,” “omigod,” and 20 others that I couldn’t figure out. I felt my balls clutching, building and building. I realized I was thrusting into her. I hadn’t meant to. It was so hard to stop now. Her hips were rocking harder too. I really hadn’t meant to.
Oh.
Thuy.
Baby.
Oh, love.
Ohhh…..
Her fingers clawed at my back hard and she was watching me so intensely. There was sweat on her skin and tears.
I made sure my fingers kept moving on her. Tears sliding down her cheeks. I wanted to kiss each one. Her hips bucked hard into me. I was thrusting. Oh, thrusting deep into the one I had always loved.
It felt so good.
She-
She-
Everything
Forever.
OOHHHHHH
I was cumming, cumming, and cumming. I felt my face twisting and my whole body convulsing. Shot after shot into her.
But I kept my finger moving on her clit as I was collapsing on her. I didn’t forget. All I wanted in the world was to make her feel like I did. She deserved everything I could give her. “Beautiful, beautiful,” I heard myself saying over and over incoherently as my cock continued to throb deep inside her. She screamed and flew to the ceiling. She plastered herself against my body. My fingers slipped from their place. Her face was buried in my neck and her body convulsed with soft sobs. I didn’t let go. I was here forever for her. As long as she would have me.
“Are you OK?” I asked. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, baby,” she said still clutching me harder than I could believe. “Just a lot-” she breathed and wiped her face against me, “to handle,” breath, “at once.”
“Good,” I said. “I think.”
I felt her smile forming on my shoulder. “This is the reaction you want.”
As our bodies calmed down, my emotions grew. I wanted to say something. To tell her. But I couldn’t. There were no words for this.
I slowly said, “Thuy, I don’t know how to tell you. How. How I feel. About you. I don’t know. I want to tell you.”
“I know, baby, I know. I think our bodies have been trying to say it for us.”
Yeah. “Since we didn’t know how.”
From the very first touch, so many hours ago, this had felt different from the mild experiences I had had previously. Now, I got it. My times with the other girls had been about sex, me trying to learn, but this wasn’t. This was about Thuy.
Thuy lifted herself up and my cock slid out of her. I rolled the condom off, tied it, and tossed it in a trashcan. After I settled back down on the bed lying on my back, Thuy crawled on top of me again, resting her body on mine. She put her head on my chest and we lay quietly together for some minutes, breathing. I just held her and watched her rise and fall with each breath. I drew the sheets up around us.
She spoke.
“You know, I’ve been wondering why you haven’t ever had sex before. There are women all over you, and as clueless as you, as we, can be, I think you know it deep down. If you had ever really tried, you’d have found someone to play with.” She ran her fingers through my chest hair and then looked up into my eyes. “What were you waiting for?”
I knew the answer now.
“You.”
—
Late the next evening, Thuy and I were cuddling on the living room floor watching something forgettable when the phone rang. I picked it up to discover my mom on the other end. “Hey.”
“How was your weekend, Jacob?”
Best ever. World shattering. Life changing.
“It was good.”
“Who is it?” Thuy whispered from where she lay in my lap.
“Mom,” I told her.
“Was that Jennifer?” my mom asked.
“Yeah. We’re hanging out together.” I looked down at Thuy and decided to go for it. “Actually, I think she and I are going to try dating each other for a bit. See how it goes.”
Thuy straightened up and looked at me.
I heard my mother scream. “May! May!” That was Thuy’s mother’s name. “You were right! You were right! You said they’d figure it out!” There was a bang as my mother seemed to drop the phone and I heard Thuy’s mother saying something. Sounded like they were jumping up and down. Then I heard my dad’s voice.
“‘Bout damn time. Can I go home now?”
—
“Don’t stay out late.
Nowhere to go.
I’m home about eight.
Just me and my radio.
Ain’t Misbehavin’
Saving my love for you.”
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