Page 40 of The First Time

Her eyes get heavy as she nods her head.

I slap her clit. “Answer me, Freckles.”

“Yes,” she breathes heavily. “It feels amazing.”

While continuously rubbing her clit with one thumb, I use my fingers from my other hand and slowly push them inside of her. I go slow first, watching as they get coated more every time I pull them out. Then I leave them inside of her and work them quickly back and forth, flicking over her g-spot while my thumb is still working her clit.

“Holy shit!” she screams, and I can’t help but smile up at her.

I replace my thumb with my mouth and moan the second I get a taste of her. She’s perfect. While I suck on her clit, I begin to shake my fingers inside of her with more force, making sure to hit her g-spot repeatedly.

“Oh my god! I’m fucking coming!” she screams loudly.

Then I feel her release hit me. I smile up at her as I let it happen, and she screams in shock. After her body has calmed down, she looks horrified.

“What just happened?” she whispers.

“I just made you squirt, Freckles.”

She seems baffled by this. I’ve done it before. It just takes a bit of research on the guy’s part to know what to do.

“That felt…” she begins as her chest rises and falls quickly, “I don’t know—weird, but amazing.”

I stand up and reach behind her head. “Come here,” I tell her as I bring her in for a searing kiss. I begin to stroke my dick as I break the kiss and turn her around.

“Place your hands on the window,” I tell her. “Good girl. Now spread those legs wide for me.”

She looks like a wet dream standing there with her round cheeks poking out of her lacy underwear, her face turned towards me with a freshly fucked looked on it.

I stroke my dick while her eyes take it in. I grin at her, knowing that beneath all of this, it’s just Freckles and me. She smiles back at me.

Then I reach for the top of her underwear and pull them down her long, slender legs. Before I forget, I grab a condom out of my jeans and sheath myself. Then I grip her hips and slam into her from behind.

She moans loudly as soon as I bottom out, and I am right there with her as I groan my appreciation. It’s like coming home. It feels like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, where I was meant to be.

Thank God I have the condom on. It gives me a little barrier between the two of us, which will hopefully help me last longer because just the thought of this woman can make me come. Let alone feeling the real thing.

“This pussy was made for me,” I growl. “Do you feel it? Do you feel how perfect we are together?”

She turns around, and I think I see a bit of moisture in her eyes. “I feel it, Josh. I feel all of you.”

I pull myself out, wincing at how good it feels to watch my dick come out fully coated then I slam back in. I keep the rhythm slower at first, just wanting to savor every second of our first time together.

The view from the window, the feel of her soft skin on my hands, her tight cunt squeezing my dick, but most importantly—the way she’s looking at me right now.

“From now on, no one else touches you but me. Do you understand?” I demand. “You’re mine.”

I slap her ass. “Answer me, Freckles.”

“Yes. I’m yours,” she cries.

“That’s right. You’re mine,” I growl as I begin to fuck her as hard as I can.

We both scream through our releases as I empty myself inside of her, now wishing there wasn’t a condom between us.

I slowly pull myself out of her and throw the condom in the trash right beside me. Then I pull her up off the window and kiss her softly.

“Let’s get cleaned up.”

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