When we started dating a few weeks back, we agreed on no sex for the first month. It seemed like a rational approach to dating responsibly and not just a hook up at the time. Two weeks in, though, and it was unbearable. You could practically smells the hormones when we were alone, using all of our self restraint not to indulge. Tonight is going to be extra hard. After cooking a nice dinner and watching a movie at your place, we agree that I should stay the night, justifying it by my long-ish drive home.
“How much are you ok with me taking off?” I ask through the bathroom door where you’re changing into PJ’s. I hadn’t brought anything to sleep in.
“However you normally sleep is fine,” you answer. I strip down to my boxers and get under the covers of your bed. I can smell traces of your perfume on the sheets, making it even more difficult to resist you. I try to position my legs so that when I inevitably get a hard on it won’t be a glaringly obvious tent pitched in your bed. You exit the bathroom in a long T-shirt that covers your waist and presumably whatever underwear you have on. You click the lamp off and get under the covers beside me, the only light now coming from the street lamp outside your window.
“Come hold me.” You invite. “I want to feel you close to me.” I move to you and wrap my arms around you as we spoon, knowing what’s coming next. It doesn’t take long before my dick being pressed up against your butt has an effect and you feel me getting stuff behind you. “What’s that?” You sarcastically ask, wiggling your butt on me.
“That’s exactly what you think it is.” I admit with a nervous laugh. You don’t stop grinding on me, making it harden at an uncomfortable angle. I use my hand to adjust myself and get it upright, but by doing so let it out above my waistband. You giggle and go back to grinding on me. My hands wander down your shirt and find the bottom of it, going under the fabric and feeling the soft, smooth skin of your stomach. My fingertips glide up, finding your perky tits for me to grasp. Your nipples are hard and you let out a sigh when I touch them and play with them.
“Kiss me,” you ask, rolling into your back so that I can reach your lips. My tongue slides behind your lips, running against your teeth before you bite my lip. “I know you want to play with more than just my boobs. We only agreed to no sex right? Finger fucking isn’t sex, it’s just masturbsting using someone else.” You jokingly justify with a laugh. We start to kiss again and I can hear your breathing change, become more shallow as my hand goes across your stomach and nears your panties. I rub your pussy through the thin fabric and can immediately feel how wet you are.
“Little excited there?” I ask between our making out. A giggle is your only answer. “Holy shit, your drenched,” I say while still rubbing you. Your hand feels up my thigh and finds my cock, dying to feel your touch. I pull my boxers off to give you better access and groan as you start to stroke me rapidly. I pull your panties to the side and feel your bare pussy for the first time. Your puffy outer lips hide your inners so that I have to spread them to get my fingers inside of your warm slit. You moan as I curl my index finger inside, rubbing your G spot while my thumb teases at your clit.
Your arms pull me, rolling me on top of you, making it harder to finger your tight snatch. You keep jerking me off even though I’ve stopped and have gone back to playing with your chest, smearing your wet on them. You stop jerking after a few minutes and guide my dick into your panties, putting my shaft between them and your wet slit.
“Don’t go in, just rub my pussy with it and hotdog it.” You direct me. I question what you mean by ‘hotdogging’ it. “You know, just let my pussy be the bun, kind of wrap around it.” You educate me. I chuckle at the comparison but agree. I rub against you, feeling your slick wet run down my veiny length. “Oh babe, yeah. Jus like that,” you approve. “Does it feel good for you too?”
“Fuck yeah,” I agree. “Is this how you want me to…?” I trail off.
“Yeah, finish like this, you can cum in my underwear.” You confirm. It’s been a few months since I’d been with a girl, so I already know I won’t last long, even like this. I speed up my sliding between your lips and push on your pelvis to make sure you’re getting as much as I am. You pull my face closer and bury your face in my neck, biting and breathing heavily on it. With that I’m over the edge, groaning as I climax, letting both of us feel the hot sticky mess I’ve left in your panties.
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” I apologize. “It’s been a bit since I, you know-“ you cut me off, telling me it’s ok.
“I just needed to get you to rub the easy one out first,” you reveal. “That way when you actually fuck me you’ll last longer.” I smile at your sly look. “You didn’t really think you could stay here and have us make it a month right?” You laugh as you ask sarcastically. You reach over and turn the light on beside your bed. Your shirt is pulled up so that I can see your tummy and green messy panties. “I’ll just get you ready for that round two,” you seductively whisper and kiss me on the cheek.
You take your shirt off and I don’t even try to hide my gaze as I look at your perfect rack. I only thought they good under a tight tank top, but now I get to see that they had been hiding their true beauty. As you peel off your panties we both to get to see the aftermath of our playing has left them a jizz and grool soaked mess.
“I know I told you to, but you got cum all in my ass crack.” You admit with a laugh. “It’s ok though, I like it sloppy.” You confess and sit upright. Turning, you gave me and spread your legs, showing off your tiny pink slit and our cum mixed and covering you. “Whenever your dick gets hard again, I’m going to do this,” you spread your pussy, flashing the bright pink of your vag. “And then you get to stretch this tiny… tight… horny… soaking wet little pussy.” You entice me. I can already feel my cock starting to regain its girth. “Then you get to fuck me raw, pound me until I’m so sore I’m crying. I bet I won’t be able to walk tomorrow without hurting.” Your encouragement has me almost ready. I start to play with myself as you continue.
“And when your done, you can cum in, on, whatever, wherever.” You run your fingertips from your lips, across your chest, and back to your snatch. “Mmm, looks like you’re ready again.” You state the obvious as I get between your legs, laying you back on the bed. I pull your hips onto my thighs and you drape you knees over my shoulders as I hold my dick straight and press it between your spread lips. We both moan as you feel me enter you, your tight vag only let me in by being soaked from your arousal. “Nnn, fuck,” you whimper. “Keep bottoming me out baby, I like that.”
“You know I’m going to cum in you if you really don’t care, right?” I tell you. You bite your lip and grab your own tits, telling me that’s what you hoped for. I go to my knees, lifting your hips off of my legs and holding them steady for me to keep thrusting into you. I watch your stomach bulge with each thrust, filling you up with my cock.
“This feels really good, but can I get on top? I got something to show you.” You suggest. I pull out of your now swollen pussy and let you direct me to sitting upright against the headboard. You roll over and dig in your nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and a plug with a sapphire on the end of it. “Make yourself use and help me get this in.” You wink at me, handing me the supplies. You sit on my thighs and face away before laying down on my legs with yours tucked beside you. I help line you up and moan as you push back, sliding me back into your slit.
You stay laying forward, holding my cock downward and adding extra pressure. With your legs spread I can see your pussy lips gripping me hard beneath your asshole. I remember the plug and rub lube down on it before squirting some directly into your rear. You exclaim that it’s cold I’m surprise before relaxing as I rub it in. You pause your riding as I start to insert it into you, coaxing it gently until your body accepts it and holds it. You moan louder than before and hump me extra hard for a few seconds before holding yourself deep into me and crying out as you orgasm.
“Oh fuck, that was unexpected!” You laugh. “Been a bit for me too.” You gasp as you get up and feel my dick slide out of you. “So how do you want me? Want me to finish you with you mouth?” You offer.
“No, I’ll be honest, I really really want to creampie you.” I admit. You smile big, agreeing. “Stand up next the bed,” I order. You do, leaning over it, already knowing how I want you. I stand behind you and squat slightly to make up for the height difference. I hold your waist as I force my dick into your tight pussy again, making you stand on your toes. I hump you hard and fast, beating your cervix with my tip.
“My legs, I can’t,” you gasp and let your shaking legs collapse as I pull out of you. I drop to my knees and put myself back into you as you lay on the mattress. No longer having to hold your waist, i wrap my fingers around your throat and choke you. “Yes,” you breathe out as best you can. I cry out and groan as I feel my cum pump from me into you, filling your snatch with my creamy load.
“You make me feel so dirty,” you say with a smile. “Degrade me, tell me I’m dirty.” You ask of me
“Whatever you want to hear cum dumpster,” I joke. You bust out laughing and tell me not like that. “Well I’ll get better before next time,” I promise.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gn2de3/our_first_night_together