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I slowly raised my eyes, starting at his feet, moving up his jean-clad leg, blushing as my eyes passed over his erection, clearly outlined, taking in all the various tattoos that littered his naked chest, pausing to stare at his pierced nipples, finally moving to his face, I held in a gasp seeing the intense, hungry look in those stormy gray eyes. That look would have scared me if I didn’t trust him not to hurt me.

“Oh, butterfly, the things I want to do to you, you are a natural, perfect. But, first, I want you to familiarize yourself with my body. Tell me, have you ever seen a man’s cock?” Stefan shocked me by asking, his voice steady, soft.

Blushing furiously. “Not up close, Stefan,” I answered, keeping my eyes focused on his, proud I didn’t look away. Satisfaction crossed his features at my answer.

“I want you to take my cock out, look at it, touch it, play with it, become comfortable with it. Can you do that, butterfly?” Stefan asked, taking his hand and stroking my face softly. “It would please me for you to do so.”

My heart nearly stopped at his words. I wanted nothing more at this moment to please him, so gathering my courage and reminding myself I wanted this, I said, “Yes, Stefan, I can do that.” My fingers dug into my thighs with nervousness.

“You are indeed a good girl. Now take out my cock, and don’t feel embarrassed about doing anything you feel the desire to do; nothing is off-limits,” he said, his voice suddenly deep and husky.

I drew to my knees, my shaky hands going to the button on his jeans. Stefan seeing how nervous I was, said, “Calm yourself, butterfly. You give me pleasure just by agreeing to this, don’t over think what you’re about to do. I want you to learn and experience; I’m not judging you like this is a performance. This is you and me learning each other.”

Breathing deeply, he was right; I am over-thinking this. For God’s sakes, I’m twenty-two years old time to ditch my virginity. I’m a grown woman. I need to act like it. I unbuttoned then unzipped his jeans, his erection hard and long beneath his black briefs. I wasn’t sure how I should go about taking it out. But, before I could worry about it, Stefan lowered his jeans and underwear, his cock bobbing and hitting my cheek. I leaned back, looking at it. Stefan stood with his hands at his side, though his breathing was heavy.

My breath caught; oh my God,Stefan’s cock was pierced, what looked to be two lines on the underside of his cock with a single piercing on the head. I heard Stefan chuckle, his hand going to pull my hair back, twisting it in his hands. “You like that, Nicolette? That is a Jacob’s Ladder and will give you great pleasure once I’m inside you. So go ahead, touch my cock, get a feel for it.” I could feel my panties getting damp at his words.

My hand wrapped around his cock, moving it up and down, enjoying its feel velvety soft but hard at the same time, my thumb running over the head, causing Stefan to let out a loud grunt. “Did I hurt you?” I asked, starting to pull my hand back.

“No, butterfly, you didn’t hurt me. It felt good, don’t stop what you’re doing.” His voice was unsteady, like he was in pain. I continued, moving my other hand down to feel his balls. I was starting to get really turned on by what I was doing, and before I thought about what I was about to do, I had my mouth around the head of his cock, tasting him. Stefan tightened his grip on my hair, his breath catching. “You surprise me, Nicolette. I wasn’t expecting that. But, I won’t last long with your hot mouth on me, and I have other plans for you,” he said, pulling my head back. “I want you to lay on the bed, hands by your sides.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE RESTRAINT ANDpatience I’ve shown tonight better get mea fucking ticket into Heaven because it’s torture. I don’t do slow, and what I'm giving Nicolette right now is as vanilla as she will ever get from me. Seeing her kneel before me and raise those big innocent baby blues at me, waiting on instruction, made me feel everything I knew it would, and having her hands on my cock, fuck, that about did me in. Then when she put me in her mouth, Jesus, I had to stop her before I showed her everything I was holding back; my hands itched to take over and fuck her sweet mouth hard.

But I had to go slow, she was a virgin, and I was about to take care of that right now. I needed to let my butterfly experience sex before we could move any further into a Dom, Sub relationship. I was hanging by a thread, my cock ready to explode. This was new for me; I usually had complete control over my cock during past sessions, and the last time, I did not even get a semi-hard cock and walked away. I think the BDSM clubs don’t work for me because it’s not about a set of rules already in place, the role-playing, and fake Subs who like the idea but have no clue what it really is. I have unique tastes, and I don’t do rules and all the bullshit that comes from those clubs. I know what I like and take it on my terms, not from some stupid handbook for Dominates.

I watched Nicolette go over and lay on the bed just as I told her to, just as I had imagined her doing for months. I got rid of the rest of my clothes. Then, I walked over to the dresser opening the top drawer that had everything I had bought in preparation for when I finally brought her here. No other woman had ever been in my room or on the back of my bike; those are privileges reserved only for her.

I turned toward the bed; her eyes were locked on my cock, causing it to twitch. Fuck, she was killing me here. But, this is one of the reasons I have the blindfold; those innocent eyes make me want to do filthy things to her, dirty her. But they will be time for those things later. Right now is about Nicolette and her first sexual experience.

I walked over to where she lay, her eyes going to mine. She was nervous, which I knew she would be. Showing her the blindfold, I said, “I need to know before we begin. Are you on birth control?”

“Yes, I had a shot. Terri said it was smart to do even if you weren’t having sex.”

“Good, I don’t want anything between us. Now, I’m going to put this on you. You have to trust me that I will only make you feel good. The blindfold is so you feel everything I’m doing to you. It will heighten your pleasure. You can touch me however you feel; nothing is off-limits. Are you okay with the blindfold?”

“Yes, Stefan, I’m okay with it. I trust you,” she answered, her voice breathy, sexy.

I tied the blindfold around her head. And stood back to look at her. With her eyes covered, I didn’t have to hide the intensity that boiled inside me. I wanted to see her body completely naked. So I would take care of that first. I crawled on the bed, spreading her legs to get between them. I leaned over my arms on each side of her and slid up her body, keeping my mouth close to her body as I went, so my breath fanned her, causing her to shiver. When I reached her neck, I nibbled there, her neck arching. I unhooked the clasp on the front of her bra, freeing her beautiful breasts. I leaned back, taking them in, perfect pink nipples; my mouth watered for a taste, but I moved back down her body, my tongue running toward the edge of her panties. I licked around her stomach while slowly lowering her panties down her leg. I moved down, removing them and kneeling to look at what I uncovered.

My breath caught at how perfect she was; my butterfly had the perfect hourglass figure. Breasts that overflowed a man’s hand, indented waist, tone belly, hips that flared right into her plump ass, and she had a nice set of legs on her. Perfect unblemished skin. And from where I kneeled between her thighs, I got a glimpse of the prettiest pink pussy I had ever seen; my cock jumped in agreement.

And no other man had ever seen or touched what I have before me.And never will.

I moved back up her body, my tongue leading the way until I came to her mouth; letting my mouth hover over hers, I said, “You are so beautiful, butterfly; if you only knew the things I want to do to you.” I brought my mouth down on hers, determined to give her the best first kiss of any woman to live. Going slow, lettering her get used to the feeling of my tongue as it licked its way inside her mouth. Nicolette was a fast learner and started using her tongue to play with mine, her arms going around me, her hands moving over my back and into my hair. She was making the sweetest soft moans I have ever heard. My dick was steel right now. I’d be shooting diamonds when I finally came.

I kissed down her jawline, moving to her neck and lower, finally reaching those magnificent breasts to get my first taste. I latched on to one of those perfect pink nipples, licking and biting, giving each round globe attention, thinking how beautiful they would look pierced. All the while, Nicolette’s fingers ran through my hair, holding me close. I could feast on these babies all day, but I had another feast to attend, so I moved down, using my tongue and lips to keep her hot and responsive. I tried not to speak; I only wanted her to feel, and judging by the sexy noises coming from her, she was feeling pretty damn good.

Once I reached my destination, I widened her legs, getting my first close-up look at her pretty pink pussy, all wet and ready for my tongue. Then, I lowered my face between her thighs, my tongue getting its first taste of my butterfly’s sweet honey.

Nicolette gasped, trying to close her legs. I put my hand on her stomach, holding her still. “Relax, butterfly; this will feel really good and prepare you for my cock. You are giving me such pleasure right now; if only you could see my face, you would know how good you taste,” I said, blowing on her pussy. I knew she would be tight, and with my piercings and above-average size, I would have to go slow and make sure she was ready. I felt her body relax and pushed my face back into her pussy, licking and sucking, slowly using my fingers to enter her and prepare her for my much bigger cock.

God, she was tight. Real tight. And I could feel the proof of her virginity. Satisfaction at knowing no other man had been before me came back full force. Was it caveman behavior? Yes, did I care, fuck no.

I looked up at Nicolette while I continued worshipping her pussy. Her face showed her pleasure, every emotion right there to see, nothing practiced, nothing faked, no overdone moans or screams. Instead, she was perfect and more responsive to stimulation than I could have hoped for; our sexual play would be hot and satisfying. Her hands were currently giving my head a massage, her fingers working anxiously in my hair, and it was a sign she was ready. So I went to work guiding her toward her first orgasm.

I put my hands under her ass to lift her to my mouth and licked and sucked her clit, widening my mouth to tongue her pussy hard, my beard rubbing causing extra friction as her hips started to rotate and her soft moans got louder the closer she got. “Stefan, this feels so good; I feel like, ohhh…” She moaned, her voice fading as her body started to shake, her hands digging into my head, pushing me closer to her sweet pussy. Finally, I felt her breathing start to hitch, and I knew this was it; as much as I wanted to have her come in my mouth and lick her orgasm from her. I pulled my mouth away but used my fingers to continue to stimulate her clit as I moved up her body.

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