Only for You (female pov, nc, reluctant, unwanted creampie, first time)

We were sitting on a blanket in the bed of your truck overlooking the valley, down some remote logging road you knew from your youth. The sun was going down, lighting the whole sky on fire. You wrapped your arm around me, and told me I was your everything, and I leaned into your embrace.

It was magical, surreal almost, and I was thoroughly impressed you knew such a beautiful place existed. Then you leaned in for a kiss and I drank it up. Your lips were tentative at first, but they quickly gained confidence.

You, you made me feel special, different, unique. Small outcast me was always wanted and appreciated in your eyes. My problems mattered to you, and you were the only one who listened to them. I wanted to be with you, to be the one who made you happy, like no one else could.

So when you slipped your hand up my shirt, and snuck it under my bra, I giggled and let you continue. You’d earned more than just a kiss, if anyone was allowed to touch me there, it was you handsome.

We continued, our passion burning brighter as daylight began growing dimmer. You took your shirt off, and then mine. Then you began fumbling with my bra clasp. I giggled again, but you figured it out eventually, and I let you view my bare chest. The twilight air was cool but you, you made everything warmer. Your body heat masking the cool breeze, keeping me cozy and warm, safe from the chill.

You tipped me over backwards and we lay down. The ridges in the truck bed made for an uncomfortable mattress, but for you I would lay on sharp glass. Our embrace continued, our lips locked together. You were breathing heavier now, panting, and beginning to sweat despite the cool air. Your face felt warm to my touch, the warm touch of your hand on my breast was pleasant and made my heart race.

Then your hand moved down and slipped under the spandex of my shorts. Your other one followed soon after, and with a quick yank my mound felt the cool air as well. You sat up and pulled my shorts off my feet, knocking my flip flops free in the process.

I was naked now, nothing about me was hidden anymore, you could see everything I was. I began to feel afraid, worried you wouldn’t like what you saw. I couldn’t cover up my flaws any more, they were bared in front of you.

Thankfully you just smiled, and leaned back to kiss me again. In that moment I felt relieved. This could have gone so much worse. I hadn’t been rejected or made fun of, you continued being that accepting person you always were.

It wasn’t long before you crawled on top of me, and pushed my legs apart. I could see intentions in your eyes. I had become wet between my legs as well. Then I began to second-guess myself, I wasn’t ready for this. I thought I was, but…

Then you pulled your shorts down, and took it out. It hung over my hips as you were kneeled there on your hands and knees over me. You looked powerful, dominant, confident, leading over my nervous wreck of a body.

I told you I thought we should stop.

You looked awful upset. Like I had betrayed you, just ripped out your heart in one swipe, horrible words spewed by my unsympathetic tongue.

I offered to suck you off, like I had done before. I’d let you cum on my face like you always had wanted to. It seemed like such a good compromise in my head.

You were insistent however, now was the right time. You were eager, you had prepared reasons, you began saying so many of the right things. It made me want to give in so bad. This was my first time though, and I was nervous.

You promised to go slow.

I thought about it again, and you leaned in for another kiss. Your lips were so hungry for mine, so full of passion. You made me feel so good, like I was floating on a cloud. I asked about protection.

You looked betrayed again, and gave me an evasive answer.

I apologized and said I couldn’t. I was torn, heartbroken, and then you… you became enraged. You began saying terrible things, I was a child, a nun, and a few other things. I’d be a joke at school if people found out what I was like. You always said the worst things when you were upset.

Then you said you weren’t sure you could be with a girl like that.

I thought we were about to break up, and emotion welled up inside me. This wasn’t happening. You were my whole world. I knew you were angry, but how could you think like that?

I was wrong though, you weren’t thinking like that. You meant it the other way. You meant we belonged together forever, and thus… you laid down on me.

I was shocked by your sudden movement and gasped. You wedged your hips between my parted legs, and wrapped your arms back around me. You kissed me again, it was a wild kiss. Passionate and completely out of control.

I felt the slight touch of your penis on my labia, and broke away from your kiss, blurting out a breathless plea for you to stop.

You didn’t though, you didn’t even respond, and I felt your penis push against me.

I was panicking now, but your arms, they held me tightly. My hips were pinned under yours, and my legs were spread wide open, giving you ample access to where you wanted to go.

There was pressure, and I winced. This was it, this was really how it was going to happen for me. I felt you slip inside. You seemed to do it masterfully, effortlessly. In an instant there was a fullness, a soreness, a warmth filling my body. We were joined in this moment now. It was so real now, and I felt so conflicted.

You began to rock your hips, pulling your shaft in and out of me. Rubbing it against my inner reaches. Your face became awash with pleasure, you moaned and gasped in delight. Was I really making you feel so good? You seemed so happy, wasn’t that what I wanted; for you to be happy? I tried to shake away my doubt.

You smiled down at me, and I weakly did the same back at you. We kissed again, and I embraced you reluctantly.

You continued your tempo, rocking your hips in and out. Each stroke was arousing, for you and for me. Our bodies rubbed against each other, drinking in our shared lust. This feeling wasn’t any I’d known before.

You asked me if it felt good, and I honestly said it did.

You laughed and said I should trust you more.

I admitted you were right and apologized, but was firm that I needed you to pull out since we didn’t have any protection.

You promised you would and we embraced each other again. I put my trust in you, like you wanted me to, and we lost ourselves in that magical moment.

Our arms were wrapped around each other as we embraced, our hips and lips locked together. You were moaning, and I let myself do the same. It was a bit uncomfortable between being stabbed in the crotch by a penis and having my body grinding across this thin blanked on an uneven truck bed, but your touch was electric, and the discomfort barely registered.

Your rocking hips were slowly changing as we continued, becoming eager thrusts. Then you grabbed my legs, and lifted them up, until my hips curled up to face yours. Your next thrust dove in so deep I gasped in surprise.

My body quivered with excitement now, as I rested my legs on your back. Your arms wrapped around me tightly, holding mine a firm embrace. Your hips rocketed in and out of me wildly, and I gasped and panted for breath between kisses as I absorbed your wild pounding.

Your cock felt harder than ever inside me, your thrusts seemed to dig deeper and deeper, intent on burrowing into me. A wave of passion spread across my body and I closed my eyes, basking in it. Your rock hard dick driving in and out of me pushed me into a wild orgasm, and I clung tightly to you. You were my sturdy ship as my body rode this amazing wave. Your cock seemed to jump as I shook, pressing hard against me, your hips grinding against my clit, taking me ever higher.

As I came down from my high, so you seemed to as well. Your dick was hard, but not like before. There was less lust in your kiss, your thrusts stopped for a few moments, before resuming less forceful, more rocking and gentle as we settled down into a peace grind.

Our eyes met and we laughed. I told you how amazing you made me feel and asked if you wanted to pull out and cum on me now.

You looked sheepish and worried.

I asked what was wrong and gave you a kiss.

You pulled back, and said you were sorry, You said you already came.

My mind filled with fear, and I gasped in surprise.

You quickly pulled out of me and slid off the back of your truck. I felt a cold rush of air inside, an emptiness. You stood there looking at me, looking between my legs. I sat up and looked down too, then I felt a warm tickle fall from my labia. I put a couple of fingers down there and felt. It was warm, sticky. Not at all like anything I was used to coming out of me.

I looked at my fingers, barely able to make out a white liquid in the dim twilight. You weren’t joking. It was your semen, and it was coming out of me. There was a lot of it. I had flashbacks from sex-ed. I could imagine it all swimming up deep inside me now, looking for my egg…

I began to tremble.

You sat down next to me, took me in your arms, and apologized again. You said it would be okay, that you would always be there for me. We watched the last rays from the sunset fade as you spoke eagerly of our future and I sat there in a confused worried silence. Hopelessly in love yet feeling so betrayed.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z2f62f/only_for_you_female_pov_nc_reluctant_unwanted