Page 40 of Hold On

“What do you mean?” Her question is faint. She’s embarrassed so she turns away from me. I grab her arm and gently turn her back around.

“Hey, it’s ok. I’ll teach you everything, ok, baby?”

She nods, a small smile forming.

“I feel so stupid when you ask me things and I don’t even know what you’re talking about,” she says as she pushes some of her hair back from her face.

“It’s ok, Lina Girl. You don’t have to feel stupid with me,” I say as I pull her body into mine. My boner sits between us, and she moves herself further into me to rub against it. “You like my dick, don’t you, baby?” I tease her. She nods her head yes. “You can touch it again,” I whisper in her ear. Her fingers greedily grab at me. I close my eyes as she fists me in her hand and pumps me a few times. I’m trying to resist feeling too turned on so I can hold out this time and actually fuck her. But her natural curiosity with me and the way she loves on me makes it hard for me to last as long.

I’ve honestly never felt so safe.

“What did you mean about touching myself?” she asks me, braver with my dick in her fingers. I smile at her beautiful fucking face and point to her clit.

“You can make yourself come, Lina Girl. Did you know that?” She shakes her head no. I grab her hand and place it at the apex of her thighs. “Touch yourself.” She looks at me, back to feeling uncomfortable.

“It feels kind of weird,” she admits quietly.

“Sometimes things feel weird when we do them for the first time,” I say gently and move her chin down so she can watch me stroke myself, along with her hand. “I touch myself and you don’t judge me. I won’t judge you, baby.”

She gives me the most adorable look as she lets go of me and reaches for herself, rubbing at her clit. Her eyes widen, along with her mouth, as she begins to understand. She leans into me for support. I watch fascinated as she gets off in front of me. “Bash,” she whimpers. I’m fucking there, kissing her mouth, rubbing her perfect, little titties. She squeals into my lips making me laugh.

“How does it feel?” I ask her as I lean my forehead against her own and watch her hand move faster between her legs.

“Really good, Bash,” she answers me breathlessly and I’m fucking falling in love with her all over again. Everything about her is so real and beautiful and honest.

“Can I feel?” I ask her and she nods quickly, finding it hard to stop her hand as I come closer with my own. She finally does, her fingers trembling as she moves them away from herself. I slowly move mine over her hardened clit, feeling the slickness of her juices gathering over her body. She whimpers and falls forward onto me, but I have her. She’s safe. Her pussy is so fucking wet, making my dick jump as my fingers rub along her lips. She nuzzles into my neck as I swallow hard, so fucking ready to sink myself up to my balls in her sweet cunt. “I wanna fuck you, Lina Girl,” I whisper and she’s nodding her head yes, pulling at my dick as I laugh. “Not in the shower, baby. I’m doing you right, ok?”

She bites her lip and backs away a little.

I can tell she’s been falling for me more and more throughout the night. She’s clamming up as we get closer to fucking. I’m guessing she doesn’t want to come on too strong, but I just want her to know that it’s ok; that I love her love, and she can be clingy with me. But I also know she’s really scared to lose her virginity and she’s worried about what I’m thinking.

Just like her, I care about what’s racing through her head when it comes to me. We’re both scared for nothing, though. I know we feel the same. We really fucking like each other. Nothing is changing that. Definitely sure fucking her won’t. At least not for me.

But that’s where I feel the pressure. I want her to feel taken care of and like she made the right decision in trusting me with this. Maybe afterwards I’ll be able to ask her to be my girlfriend. I want to spend every minute of my day with Alina fucking Timber.

She turns the water off. We each step out, grabbing towels and drying off, not saying a word. She dryly coughs a couple times, her eyes flying around the bathroom as I towel dry my hair. I spy a brush and grab it, running it through my hair quickly so the tangles don’t set. Turning to her, I brush through hers next, the maroon looking blood red while wet. “Thank you,” she nervously whispers.

I grab her towel and help her dry her legs. Her fingers shake on my shoulder as she holds herself up on my body. As I stand back up and look at her, her watery green eyes kill me. I hate it. I hate seeing them so worried.

I touch my forehead to hers and hold her for a while. We don’t talk or really move. I just hold the fuck out of her. I like it. Just being with her, standing naked and hugging each other.

When the moment feels right, I reach for the light, turning it off. I grab her hand and pull her out of the bathroom. Leadingher to the mattress in the living room, I turn off the tv and lay her down in the dark. The moonlight streams in from the windows above us, but she’s shadowed enough to feel comfortable.

I kiss her gently, waiting for her body to relax, for her to demand more. And she starts to, slowly. Her hips roll into mine, only once at first and then in waves. She begins to lose herself. I feel the slickness of her cunt on the tip of my dick. Her breath is coming out hotter and with more force against my neck and my ear. She’s giving me more tongue to lick. Her movements go from shy to demanding and soon, she’s bucking beneath me. I know she wants to fuck, so I don’t eat her out. Besides, I’ve literally been doing that all night and it’s been absolutely amazing.

I position the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy and press up into her slightly, the tip nudging at her. She stiffens beneath me, and I back off, knowing this is exactly where I’ll have to talk her through it. “Lina Girl,” I say quietly in her ear. She nods her head to show she’s listening. “Do you like The Used?”

“Yes,” she whispers urgently. I smile at her as I position myself at her pussy again without pressing up into her. I just brush her hair back from her face and begin to sing Blue and Yellow to her. She grins, looking deeply into my eyes as she listens. I press up into her. Only slightly. There’s no actual penetration yet. I continue singing and she joins me for the next line before stopping and listening to me sing on my own.

She tenses up as I try again. I kiss her gently, using my thumb to massage her clit. “Look at me, Lina Girl,” I urge her softly and she does, the worry in her brow so cute, but heartbreaking. I sing the entire chorus to her, working the head of my dick into her. She breathes through it, her nails digging into the backs of my arms as she stretches around me. She’ssuper tight, even with how slick she’s been all night. I give her another inch before pausing for her to adjust.

I whisper the start of the second verse to her and the lyrics hit me in a blaze of flames and stars. I’m lying here with the most amazing girl, shoving myself into the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, being loved by someone I didn’t think existed. I’m so glad I was so wrong about this day. I smash my lips to hers and pump myself the rest of the way into her, taking it stroke by stroke, but going at it faster. She takes me beautifully, her pouty lips open in awe. I give her a few seconds to catch her breath as she shakes a little around me. “Lina Girl, you fit me like you were made for me,” I say as I fist some of her hair and pull her face back gently to look at me.

We lay there together for a moment, connected as one for the first time. I’m about to move my hips against her to get us started when she does it first. She hesitates, then does it again.

I nod at her encouragingly, then I help her by planting my hand under her ass and urging her forward with my palm.

Her pain slowly turns to pleasure and her fear turns to bravery as she experiments with different tempos and movements. Luckily, she made me come earlier. Some of the quicker tempos push me right to the edge of oblivion, but I hold on.

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