Cat’s head was swirling. Her heart was beating into her throat, and her hands were trembling. Jack’s lips melted into hers, and as she allowed his tongue into her mouth, she could no longer feel where she ended and he began. His fingers running through her hair, the kissing became more and more desperate. Her hands, which at first had cradled his face, began to explore, searching his strong back, seeking out every last inch of his strength. She felt vulnerable under him. She felt exposed. But she somehow also felt entirely safe, entirely secure, and a new feeling was emerging, one which she could never have imagined before: she wanted him inside her.
It was not so much that she wanted to be “fucked,” or that she “wanted his dick,” whatever Melissa had said. It was more basic than that. She wanted him to be inside her. The border between their bodies which had begun to dissolve in their kissing, now seemed only to exist between her legs, and that boundary needed to go–she needed to feel them fully merge.
As her mind wrestled with this new feeling, it was as if her body was steps ahead. Her hips had, almost involuntarily, begun bucking against his, her hands pulling his waist into hers. Her heels were digging into the back of his thighs, and it seemed that she were, impossibly, even wetter than before.
“I think I’m ready,” Cat whispered between kisses.
Jack smirked, “are you sure?”
Cat nodded.
“Just be ready then, babe, I want everything.”
Cat nodded again and her face flushed. He shifted over so that one of his legs was resting against her crotch. As they continued to kiss, he ground his hips against her, his thigh pressing gently into her clit. Her back arched, and she felt as if she could cum again.
“Not yet,” he whispered into her ear.
He sat up, and undid his belt. Almost instinctively, she sat up with him, unbuttoning his jeans. He looked down.
“You are so wet, holy shit,” he laughed.
She followed his gaze, and blushed—she had made a wet spot on the bed.
His pants off, he lowered her back down, settling in between her legs. He kissed her gently now, looking into her eyes between kisses.
“I love your eyes, Cat,” he said.
Cat blushed.
“You don’t wish they were blue?”
He shook his head.
“Not at all. Blue is pretty in the moment, but I feel like dark eyes are a lot more deep in a way.”
Cat blushed again and kissed him.
“Thank you.”
He kissed her forehead, and shifted his weight forward, pressing the tip of his dick gently against her opening. She tensed up.
“Shhhhh,” he whispered, “I’m not pushing yet. We’ll go slow.”
“Okay,” she smiled.
His dick gently pressing against her opening, he lay in place, kissing her. With one hand, he reached down and pressed his hand flat over her mound. Ever so slowly, he moved it in circles, just barely stimulating her clit. She started to squirm.
“You really don’t think I’d be prettier with blue eyes?”
He shook his head. “No, Cat, your eyes are almost piercing. Like they look into me.”
Cat smiled.
“Way more intimate,” he smiled back.
Cat blushed again, and kissed him, deeper and more intently this time. She felt his tip slide in just a fraction of an inch. The pain she had been expecting wasn’t there. Her hips bucked again, almost involuntarily.
“Easy,” she breathed, giggling nervously.
“Don’t worry,” he smiled.
His tip slid in another fraction of an inch. Cat kissed him and blushed again. He kissed her forehead and then her nose.
Another fraction of an inch—Cat bit her lip.
“Is it too much?”
Cat shook her head.
Another fraction of an inch.
Now he pulled back out slightly, pushing in gently. This time he slid in further. Her breath caught in her throat.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded.
He pulled back out, and then pushed back in. He slid in even further. Cat started to squirm, pulling gently at his but with her heels. He slid back out and in again. This time he was nearly all the way in. Cat started bucking her hips again. He slid out and back in, finally all the way in. He kissed her.
“Still okay?”
She nodded, her face flushed. It was starting to feel good.
“It was really that easy?” Melissa cut in.
“Yeah,” Cat giggled. “He got me very veeeery ready I guess.”
“Sounds like it,” Melissa giggled back. “Where did he cum?”
“On my tummy,” Cat giggled again. “And then he went down on me again.”
Melissa screamed in delight and hugged her. “He gave you the full treatment!”
Cat blushed again. “Well, he said he wanted everything,” she giggled.
“Okay, this calls for celebration,” Melissa said. “Let’s go out tonight!”
Cat blushed. “Nooooo.”
Melissa beamed, “girl, I won’t tell anyone what it’s about. But this is exciting! It sounds like he really likes you, and that’s not easy to land, trust me.”
Cat blushed again. “You think so?”
Melissa nodded.
Positively giddy, Cat hopped up off the bed.
“Do you think he’ll come tonight?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hlddrr/her_first_year_of_college_ch_4
This makes me really wet ?