It is our first time. We are both sober and have not drunk fucked.
I am just about to enter you and that moment is of infinite possibility.
But for me It feels like I am standing at the edge of a very high diving platform, looking at the pool’s water so impossibly far away, but I know once I step off, dive in, I will be there, in you, stunningly fast.
I feel you hold me, position me, placing me at you entrance. The heat is radiating from you onto the tip of my penis.
And I will ask “Are you sure?” and she will say, “yes…” and…
The first touch is wet, impossibly warm; I press into you and you solid wall of flesh opens for me. It doesn’t feel like I’m pressing forward, not at first at least, but I am being led. I immediately feel your walls around me; I will be forced to stop moving, but I will not stop the pressure I am are applying steadily into you. I feel your heat increase, feel the wetness and you open further and fall in, fall into you
It is slow at first because I am trying to move with you. Since I don’t know your rhythms and you don’t know mine, for a while, you will feel alien, other-worldly.. I am in an unfamiliar world, but soon my thrusting starts to lineup with yours. There is an unspoken dance that both of us are learning the steps to for the first time. Sometimes it’s clumsy. Sometimes it’s awkward, but inevitably we start to sync. As you let me further into you, our movements start to meld.
Most of the time, my mind is a blank, overwhelmed that I are here, that I am in you, that I want no space between you and me, nothing to distinguish what is me and you.. What I want is for there to be no me, to be no you. I want to fuse with you, to become one—I thrust harder and go even deeper than I thought possible, and it feels like you will swallow me whole, but then we reach out destination. Our hips are locked as I pump you and you pumps me, but what happens next is most special.
Your walls start to squeeze me, almost like you are holding all of me. My universe shrinks and contracts to a tiny point, as you hold me more firmly: sometimes, when I try to pull out, you grip so strongly that I pull your hips with mine. I have melted into you, inseparable.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m833f6/attempt_1_mf