The expected knock on the door came around eight. Marcus had been waiting for it, but it still made him nervous. He felt a stirring in his lower chest as he went to answer it, moving through his familiar home. The world around him was just as it always had been. He’d lived in this house for all of his life and he knew it from top to bottom. At eighteen years old, he’d finally been trusted to look after the place on his own with his parents away on a trip.
At the time, it had seemed perfect. Everything fitting together so neatly that he’d felt like a genius. He’d talked to Rebecca and the two had agreed. Marcus remembered how heady that moment had been and how much it had filled him with excitement.
Now he was even more filled with excitement, but that confidence was gone. What if someone came to visit? What if his parents came back? What if Rebecca’s sister came to check on her? What if, what if…
There was no time for that. Rebecca was at the door. Marcus hurried to let her in. She had a slender build, with fuzzy brown hair and striking green eyes. Her face lit up when she smiled, though she was not doing that now. She looked almost as nervous as he felt.
His girlfriend managed a shy grin as the door opened. One of her hands gently tugged at her skirt, and the other played with the hem of her blouse. She looked up at him. The sight of her standing there seemed to ground him, and make it so this whole thing felt less like a dream and more real. His heart was beating faster and his chest felt tight.
“Hey, Marcus…” Rebecca said. “Is your family out?”
“Y-yeah,” He said, feeling slow and stupid. “They left this morning.”
“Can I come in?”
“Of course!” He almost jumped aside in his haste to make room for her. Rebecca giggled, shaking her head as she crossed into the house.
The door closed and Marcus turned to look at her. Their eyes met, their gazes lingering on one another. Rebecca’s skin was slightly flushed and he could guess that his looked the same. In the same instant, they both started to speak.
“Do you still want to-”
“Are you sure you’re up for-”
They cut off, and Rebecca giggled again. Marcus felt his face flush red. Holy shit, why was he acting this way? He’d known Rebecca for most of his life! It wasn’t like she was some new girl he was trying to impress! But he felt as if he’d been struck dumb by the wrath of some distant god. As if the two of them had never spoken before this moment. Tension coiled inside of him like an iron spring and he could not think of a single thing to say.
Rebecca – always the smarter one – gazed at him quizzically, tilting her head at an angle which made his heart pound. She smiled, a little sheepishly.
“So that’s a yes?”
He nodded slowly. The plan had been his idea in the first place but now that it had come forward, he was feeling overwhelmed. Some part of him hadn’t expected to get this far. Yet now that he had, he almost didn’t want to take the final step. Or rather, well, part of him absolutely did but it was a big step and he was hesitating.
He could see that she was too. Was it that they didn’t like one another enough? That they didn’t desire each other? No, that was silly. They’d dated for two years, ever since they were both sixteen and while they had never done anything there had been enough shared looks and lingering gazes that he was damn sure the mutual desire was there.
No, he was just being nervous for no reason.
“You mind if I go to the bathroom for a second?” Rebecca asked.
“Of course,” He said. “You know where it is.”
“Yeah.”
She left then, hurrying towards the hall as he stood lost with his thoughts. His heart was pounding and he was sweating. One could almost think that he was in some sort of trouble, but it wasn’t anything like that. He’d just never done this before and he didn’t know quite how it was supposed to go.
Oh, he’d watched videos. He had the general idea. But there was a big difference between seeing something and doing it. His throat felt dry and he swallowed, trying to moisten it. He couldn’t believe that he was standing here about to go through with this. It had always been a dream, a shared desire. They’d talked about it before many times but now the chance had finally come.
Was he ready? Marcus would be the first to admit that he didn’t know. He felt strung out, anxious. What if she didn’t like it? What if he wasn’t good enough? Such doubts were usually alien to Marcus. He was a confident guy, but this was a whole new field. A dozen doubts that he never would have considered before assailed him. How was his size? Was his technique good? Did…did he even have a technique? How, when you got right down to it, was it actually supposed to go? Obviously, porn videos were exaggerated but knowing that didn’t actually help him as much as he might have thought. Okay, he knew what not to expect.
But what was he supposed to expect?
He heard sounds as Rebecca padded back towards the living room. She was moving softly, quieter than she had been before. Maybe she had doubts too? But as he turned to look the reason why she was moving more quietly soon became clear.
It was because she had taken off her shoes. Also her skirt, her blouse and her tights. She was standing before him, her face a vivid shade of red, clad in only her bra and her panties. It was the first time he’d seen her like that and the image struck him deeply. Marcus felt his member stirring in his pants.
“What do you think, Marcus?” Rebecca asked, her voice was unsure. She was playing with her hair. “How do I look?”
“Amazing.” He said. “But why are you naked?”
“Do you not like it?”
“No! I mean yes! I mean…” He trailed off as she smirked at his reaction, forcing himself to collect his wits.
“I thought about it on the way down,” Rebecca said. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other awkwardly. Marcus desperately tried to keep his gaze on her face, but he wanted so much to turn it to the rest of her.
“Knowing the two of us, we were just going to circle around it for hours, right?” His girlfriend went on. “We agreed before what we were going to do. But on the day, I was really nervous and flustered. And, um, I could see that you were too. I figured that if one of us didn’t take the first step, we’d sit and go in circles for ages before we managed to work our way up to it.”
She spread her arms, blushing a pretty shade of red.
“You can look at me, you know. I sort of expected it when I got undressed.”
“I know that!” Marcus protested. “It’s just that I didn’t want you to think that I wasn’t paying attention to you over your body…”
She smirked a little.
“Marcus, if you can’t pay attention to my body, the rest of today is going to be very boring.”
Now it was his turn to blush, but he shook it off quickly, his eyes roved across her body. It was the first time that he had seen Rebecca in just her underwear though he had technically seen her in more skimpy attire when they went swimming. Somehow though, that wasn’t the same. When they went swimming, the clothes she wore were meant to be seen. There was a certain sense of exposure to just being in her bra and her panties which made him hard. His cock pressed against the inside of his trousers, his desire grew stronger and stronger. His many doubts began to grow quieter. Not fading away, but forced to the back of his mind by his growing lust.
“You gonna leave me hanging?” Rebecca asked. “Because right now I’m the only one half naked here.”
He laughed, but she had a point. He drew off his shirt and left it piled on the floor below him. He kicked off his shoes and staggered as he took off his socks. Then he pulled down his trousers, the cold air battering against his naked skin. His cock was obviously erect now, pressing against the inside of his underwear. Marcus swallowed, growing stiffer as his girlfriend moved closer to him.
She leaned forward suddenly, planting a kiss on his lips. She tasted good and he was returning it before another moment had passed. They were pressed up together, he could feel her hot skin against his own. Her bra rubbed against his chest, and she was breathing heavily. Her hand fell downwards, brushing his cock through his underwear. The contact sent shivers racing down his spine.
The kiss broke.
“Do you like that?” Rebecca’s face coloured, “I…I’m not sure how this is supposed to work.”
“It feels good,” He murmured to her.
Egged on by his words, Rebecca’s hand dripped down below the elastic band of his underwear, stroking across his inner thigh as she went. The feeling of direct contact was delicious. Rebecca’s fingers closed around his cock, the first time he had ever been touched by anyone down there who was not himself. She was awkward at first, clumsy and not sure how hard to grip him or how quickly to move her hand, but she observed his reactions and started to find a pleasurable rhythm.
Meanwhile, his own hands folded across her sides and towards her back. She shivered, turning her beautiful green eyes towards his face. Marcus felt the clip of her bra, struggling for a moment to force it apart. It usually wouldn’t have been that hard to figure out, but her fingers were running up and down his shaft, stroking his cock and spawning waves of heat which flowed across his body.
When her bra came loose, Rebecca let it fall to the ground. Her breasts were perfect, or so Marcus thought anyway. They were small but not flat, with slender nipples that were coloured a dark shade of brown. He gazed for a moment, his heart pounding. Greedily, his hands moved to her chest. Her skin was warm to the touch, her nipples were tender. As he rubbed one, a moan emerged from the back of her throat. It was low and primal, and turned him on like nothing else had so far.
He pushed himself forwards, and they were kissing again. Her tongue was in his mouth, her body pressed against his. Her nipples poked into his chest and her hand was wrapped around his cock. Marcus felt a growing hunger inside himself, the desire for more which was almost scary in its intensity. The skin of her chest was soft, her breast giving under his fingers. Rebecca’s eyes half closed, her back arched. Her nipples were hard, and she shuddered as he started to rub and tease them. Both of them were breathing heavily now.
Marcus’ hand fell downwards, his fingers pressing in between her legs. Rebecca cried out, throwing her head back as he made contact with her pussy through her panties. The fabric was already wet, and he could feel her arousal through it. Her handjob continued, pumping faster and faster now. He gave a ragged moan, the feeling spreading across his body. The speed and friction of her touch was enough to edge him closer to cumming.
But he didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to see her naked. He wanted to take the final step.
“Take your panties off,” He said to her as they broke apart. “You’re so wet anyway, it’s not like they’re hiding much.”
She flushed and looked uncertain. Had that been the wrong thing to say? He’d been trying for dirty talk!
But she swallowed, and stepped back. Her fingers uncurled from his shaft, leaving him with a lingering sense of regret. But only for a moment. Those same fingers caught the band of her panties a moment later. She bent forward, her breasts moved with her as she drew her panties down. Marcus watched hungrily. Each inch of skin exposed was an inch of skin that he had never seen on her before.
After a heart-wrenching moment of anticipation, she was naked. Rebecca stepped out of the panties. Her face was pale and she was biting her lower lip. Marcus’ eyes fixed between her legs. Her vulva was a raised mound, gently encircled by a light mane of hair. Her lower lips were wet, glinting with her desire and arousal. The flow of blood had tinted her skin slightly red, and she spread her legs a little to give him a better look.
“Well Marcus, what do you think? It’s better than just seeing it online, isn’t it?”
“I think so,” He said with conviction “Now let me show you something too.”
She had touched him already, but she had never seen his shaft. It was surprisingly embarrassing to take the final step. The cold air whispered against his bare skin as he pulled down his underpants. They pooled on the floor beneath him. His cock was already erect, standing proud. Her eyes swept downwards, and his body tingled. It was the first time anyone had seen him like this.
“This is the point where you’re supposed to say it’s the biggest you’ve ever seen,” He joked, hoping to break the tension.
Her eyes flickered upwards, meeting his gaze. A shy grin was on her face.
“It is the biggest I have ever seen,” She said. “But also the only one so don’t get a swollen head about it.”
“Come on,” Marcus said. “Don’t tell me that you’ve never watched porn and seen a cock. Haven’t you ever gotten off on imagining what it would feel like to be fucked?”
Her face colourd.
“T-that’s a bit of a personal question!”
“Sorry, sorry! I didn’t really think!”
“Besides,” She said. “After today, I’m not going to have to imagine anymore.”
She moved forward, her hips were swaying. Marcus’s arousal surged. They had planned to take this to the bedroom at some point, but that idea was lost to the two of them now. He embraced her and drew her close, enjoying the feeling of her body and the way it pressed into his. They were kissing then. Moving back and forth, Rebecca found herself pressed against the nearest wall. Marcus’ fingers trailed across her chest, squeezing and teasing her nipples. It made her gasp and moan. Marcus broke the kiss then, gazing down at her chest. He’d seen this in porn and knew what to do.
He started to lick her right nipple, using his tongue to press against it and fondle it. Rebecca took a sharp breath, throwing her head back in response to the touch. Then he was sucking on it, drawing her nipple into his mouth. He could taste her, his tongue darted out to tease and prod at her breast. The suction of his mouth sent shivers racing down her spine and she was gasping. The sound made him hornier and hornier. One of his free hands moved to her pussy, his fingers pressing in against her bare skin for the first time. She was wet down there. Her hips bucked as his fingers found their way inside of her.
He didn’t know exactly what to do then. He figured he was probably messing it up, but doing something was better than doing nothing, right? He moved his hands, trying to figure out the best way to read her sighs and gasps, and the way her body jiggled. Desire and hunger pounded through him, her desperate fingers closed around his shaft again. But this time, she wasn’t jerking him off. She spread her legs and drew his cock up close, pressing it against her outer lips.
“Marcus,” She murmured. “Please…”
He’d never thought to hear his girlfriend begging him like that. Part of him wanted to go right away, but another part wanted to tease her a bit more.
“What do you want me to do?” He asked her. “Be a bit more specific.”
“I want you to fuck me,” She cried. “Right now!”
“Well,” he said as if it was anything but a foregone conclusion. “If the lady insists…”
He pressed forward. His cock slipped between the outer lips of her pussy. He felt how wet she was, and how warm it was as her womanhood clenched around him. The feeling took his breath away and made his head swim. Rebecca gave a long, low moan.
Then he was inside of her. It felt different than he had always imagined it, her pussy gripped him and pulled at him. It was hot and moist, but also pleasurable. The nerve-endings buried in his cock were aflame with senseition. The head of his shaft was on fire with feeling. He moved back and forth, enjoying the stimulation, feeling himself rubbing inside of her. She moaned, her arms were shaking as they wrapped around his back. Half a hug and half a brace as she was made to feel things she had never felt before.
Marcus grew faster, more confident. Speed was good, it made things feel better. It created friction and friction triggered his skin, it sent waves of pleasure rolling across his body. It felt good for her too, and before long Rebecca was gasping. Shuddering in tune with his thrusts. His body felt tight and hot, her hips were swaying back and forth. She was pressed into him, moaning and crying. Her voice drove him to greater efforts. Each moment the pleasure grew greater, ecstasy came in waves with each penetration. He felt himself sinking into her, and each time he did, she would cry out in wordless desire.
Her grip across his back was so hard that her nails were breaking the skin. Each time he buried himself inside of her, Rebecca’s whole body would shiver. Her hot breath misted against his throat. Two of his hands snaked around her lower body and played with her ass. Her breasts jiggled with motions, hardened nipples pressing into his chest.
It felt good. It felt better than he had ever expected. He was moaning too, he realised. The waves of pleasure had blocked his mind of everything except what they were doing. He’d pinned his girlfriend against the wall and they were fucking. This was like some dream, some fantasy that he had always entertained but never seriously considered.
Only now they were doing it.
He grew faster, motivated by a soaring sense of arousal and hunger. Her moans grew deeper, her body responded to him. She was breathing more quickly now. Marcus had gone beyond simple waves of pleasure. It had all merged into one great river which flooded his body. His cock was pulsing, filling him up with ecstasy. Rebecca had spread her legs as far as they could go, exposing herself to him in her desperation to feel more.
He came, the feeling surged through him. It started with a tightness between his legs which exploded outwards. Everything before that moment had been nothing to the climax he felt then. It tore the air from his chest, and he felt Rebecca’s pussy squeezing and closing around him. Her back arched and she shivered as well, her moans becoming faster and faster as her own climax rapidly approached.
When it was done, the two of them sat opposite each other on the floor. Rebecca was still half propped up against the wall. Sweat beaded her body. They were both breathing heavily.
“Wow.” Marcus said, after a moment. “I mean, holy shit.”
“Y-yeah…” She looked up at him. “I guess I can see why people like this so much now.”
He chuckled.
“As if you couldn’t before…”
“Well, I have to preserve the innocent maiden look somehow, don’t I? It’s not like I am going to go all mask off about being a filthy degenerate.”
“But you do watch porn? You admit it?”
“Yes! Of course I do, Marcus.” She looked annoyed for a moment, but then started to laugh. He joined her and the two chuckled for a few moments.
“You’re such a child,” She said to him.
“Luckily not,” Marcus said with a grin. “Or else today wouldn’t have happened. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes.” She said instantly. “It was amazing. But your folks are gone for a few days, aren’t they? We don’t have to stop now.”
She used the wall to lever herself to her feet. Marcus enjoyed the sight.
“I’m all sweaty,”Rebecca said with a frown. “You mind if I take a shower and get cleaned up?”
“Of course not,” Marcus said, also getting to his feet. “Do you mind if I join you?”
“Now I feel like if you did, we wouldn’t actually get any cleaner.”
“Hah! Maybe. But is that really a problem?”
He smiled at her, and she smirked back at him. A tilt of her head was all it took to set his blood pounding again. She looked beautiful.
“You know what? I don’t think it is.”
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