First Time Fantacy

I come home on a normal day, no special event. There’s soft music playing. The lights are toned down. In the kitchen there’s a romantic spaghetti dinner set up, leading up to it is red, pink, purple, and white rose petals. Yellow azaleas in a vase are in the center of 4 small candles.

You hear the door close behind me and walk out of our room with a huge smile that makes me smile. Alone it would’ve been enough to make me smile. The song that was playing ends and our song comes on. You hold your hand out to offer me a dance, I accept without any exchange of words, overwhelmed by the wonderful surprise. You sing while we dance. I kiss your neck as you do.

When the song ends we start eating. I ask why you made such a fuss today compared  to normal, you jokingly answer, “can’t a guy just do nice things for his woman without being accused of an alternate motive?” After a while of talking about this and our day, I look down to my plate twisting the last few strands in my fork. I was pretty full by that point so I wasn’t going to want any more afterwards and I was lost in thought of you. How sweet you are. This whole evening so far. How lucky and undeserving I am. And then the thought came to me of where u walked out when I came home. What’s in the room?

You gently brush my cheek with your soft hand sending chills through my body. I snap out of my small world and blushed, breaking focus. You look at me with the weak smile you make, everything about you drenched in love and I felt it. You walk around the small table to kiss me. I kiss you back passionately, with a violent love. I moan and nibble your lower lip, lightly grinding my teeth on it. You begin feeling my leg, mostly bare. I’m wearing a black skirt that goes down to my knees and a green tank top that almost fully covers me, aside from it being a little tight fitting and some cleavage showing. I had on little green flats with a box pattern.  I slip off the flats and moved my feet on the backs of your lower legs.

I start becoming a sexual kisser and grabs at your hair and massaging your neck. Your hand moves up my skirt to the point where it meets my thong. I start pulling at your shirt and you pick me up to carry me to our room, still kissing, my eyes closed.      You lay me on the bed and start to kiss my lower stomach where my skin showed between my shirt and skirt. You move up taking my shirt off and my back arcs to let you. My bra is black with a purple layer over, holes in it by design. I grab your face and started kissing you forcefully. You pull away teasingly and I try to flip us to no success. I struggle more till you finally let me.

Looking around the room for the first time I noticed the candles and flowers. The candles were lavender sented and had they been gone, the room would be entirely dark. The bed was obviously just made but we were ruining it.      I lift your shirt to your chest kissing your stomach. I slowly move up, your arms around me. My hands stroak your sides and very close to your dick. After making u crazy with that, I move up and take your shirt off entirely. With my skirt still on I cannot place my legs on either side of you so I just have them to the side. I continue to kiss your stomach as I slowly start to remove your pants, letting my fingers linger, lightly touching teasingly.

You flip us and, wasting no time, took my skirt off leaving us both in underwear. You start holding my boobs and playing with them through my bra while kissing every inch of skin revealed above your hands. I wrap my legs around you as we have dry sex through my little purple thong with a bow. You take my bra off and start kissing and sucking and licking my boobs. I’m moving around beneath you in all directions, going crazy.

I flip us and start dry riding you. I pull you to sit up and, with your face im my boobs, you start kissing them. I bend my legs to kick your’s into bending. Folding me into your body, restricting my movements to short quick movements almost to the point of vibrating, you wrap your arms around me. I almost instantly orgasmed on you, but due to the position it was easy to recover fast and continue. I get you to cum and then you unfolded me. I took the chance to remove your underwear and lick you cleaner.

My licks were very light and warm. I then lick the length of your dick going up from below and then down from above moving at a constant speed, my body elevated, up your stomach, chest, neck, then I stopped teasingly, hovering, evilly smiling at you. I kiss you going down slower. I get just above your dick and I kiss your head. I rub the top of your shaft with short small strokes while grabbing and moving your outer skin with the other hand kissing your thighs and occasionally licking from there to the tip of your head then alternating thighs. I lick your length again and just started rubbing my hand against it and squeezing it till I make you so close to Cumming I stop. You flip us and started to have dry sex again, my thong still on.

You cum and was so far in ecstasy I thought you couldn’t see me. I cuddled up to you, slightly sad. We started talking and I looked around the room again. The flowers and candles reminded me you wanted to make this my night so I tried to snap out of my sadness by kissing you. It worked. I thought myself silly to think you forgot me. After a few minutes I started to tease you again. You kissed my boobs and I took my soaked thong off.

I pulled you to sit and I got in your lap. I was sitting on your lap grinding on you. You finger me, grabbing at a boob, using both hands to pull me onto u, manovering my body on you to get both of us to orgasm. You are kissing and biting my neck too and hearing me scream and moan. My hands on your neck grabbing your hair pulling your face to my neck. My body almost fully obsorbed by your’s. I have a violent orgasm that sends me jerking in all directions. With your hands where they are, however, you’re at an advantage on manipulating my movements to satisfy yourself as well.

My orgasm spasms onto your hand which is now covered in me. With the thought of giving you one too I beg you to keep going. I have another first and with you continuing my orgasm lasts for about two minutes.      I faint into your arms before you could have one, too tired to continue. You lay me on the bed looking at me lovingly. I start feeling guilty for having more than you but I have little more energy than to just look at you with sleepy eyes and to try to breathe evenly. You still have one finger in me and you start kissing my neck making my feel further in ecstasy. I start to get wet again after a while and you notice due to your finger. You do nothing though, looking at me slightly evilly. I start begging but that does nothing more than turn you on more.

I start to realize I have more than enough energy and move my hips with your finger in me. I beg you to make love to me. After all, we are married.  You smile.

You climb on top and slowly work your way into me. A quarter of the way in my face turns up and you stop, knowing I’m in pain. The pain lessens and I can open my eyes to your’s, looking concerned. I lightly push you and you exit me looking sad. I flip us and get on top working my way down slower reaching the same place and I bounce around there a little till it stops being so painful. The tightness on your dick and the teasing of me not going all the way makes you bigger and makes you groan with knowing you have to try and restrain. I make my way half down and your back uarcs in a wave going down to your hips and I squeal. You look at me looking worried.

The feeling of my pussy expanding on you makes you have mixed emotions of greed  worry on if u hurt me with that wave. I lean forward to kiss you “you’re fine” I smile. I move down in circular movements but three fourths the way down I had to stop due to the pain. I move up, slowly removing you and work my way back to there and couldn’t go any more. I let you out again and flipped us.

With you on top you move slightly faster but not by much, still slower than your first attempt on top. You can feel the amount of liquids leaving to make room for you. You get to the point I left off at and slowed your speed. Moving slower, you get just barley further and I orgasm. You pull back then in again to that spot. That made my orgasm more violent and so you did it again making me scream the scream I was holding back. When my orgasm subsided you look to me for approval to continue. I giggle and nod. You move a little and my cherry pops. I squeel and you kiss my sweaty forehead. I grab your face and kiss your salty lips. You move down a little more and I bite your neck. You make it in all the way than back out again. My back arches to try to keep you in. You work your way in and out starting slowly then speeding up. When I feel comfortable enough I wrap my legs around you and pull your back down by scratching it. You start pounding me into the soaking bed and I bite your neck hard enough to leave a very visible mark. Nothing bleeding though. It starts to feel good so I flip us.

With me on top I get playful. I pin you down and start to dance a little but not successfully. My movements rough and jerky from it being my first time. You cum in me. The vibrations send me into orgasm and I collapse into your chest while you push your hips up making me think about why its called “cowgirl position” and I giggle. The feeling of your cum in every reach of me makes me wetter than ever. Your cum also spills out of me and every bit of the bed is drenched, soaked. I fall asleep like that. My head on your chest and hearing your heart heat lull me to sleep, you still in me.

In three hours I wake to find us in the same position aside from now your asleep and your hand’s on my back. Your dead asleep and I wonder if taking you out would wake you. I do and you don’t. A little remaining liquid drips out and I lay next to you, finally realizing the effect a wet bed has on heat. I was cold. I wake you up and we stumbled over to the closet to put on night clothes and blew out the candles. We went to the couch. I fell asleep on top like the last time except it’s warmer, dryer, and sweeter. I wake up first and stayed in your arms a while, only to get up a half hour later to make pancakes and eggs. I made us both plates and made some fruit salad and cereal, knowing if you wake as hungry as I did none if it would last. I walk over to you and repeatedly kiss you till you wake. “Breakfast is ready,” I smiled. “Good,” you reply, “Glad you know your place” I hit you on your shoulder but because I’m so weak you just laugh and we eat.

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