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His lips pressed to hers gently and she smiled nervously.
"Don't worry. It'll hurt a little at first but I'll be gentle. Maybe we should wait a little longer."
"Marc I'm sure."
The Spaniard looked at his younger girlfriend with much care. She's a few years younger, she didn't spend her whole life looking for a man. Marc certainly didn't think the daughter of his coach for the national team and himself would end up hitting it off so well. But here they were 10 months later still happily together.
She was currently laid up under him on the bed her hands were pressed to his shoulders.
He didn't know where to start, she was inexperienced but he wasn't. Marc felt his briefs strain and he thought of a way to make sure she was wet enough for him.
The Spaniard pressed his lips to hers roughly and pulled away. Marc slipped his hands around her back unhooking and slipping her bra off with ease.
He slipped his hands down her waist and pulled her panties down off her hips and past her ankles, he tossed them off the bed and started with a kiss between her full breasts. The burnette felt a bit weird. She watched the freckled man as his lips traveled down her stomach. She wondered what was going to happen next.
"M-Marc?" She stuttered.
He looked up at her green eyes and rested his chin on her belly.
"Want me to stop?"
She didn't like his smooth tone of voice as if he expected her to ask him to wait.
"No." The burnette replied with a smile. Marc reached her naval and pressed a kiss to her flat stomach. She watched as he reached her abdomen and her nerves were eating her alive.
Marc slipped down and kissed down until he reached the top of what would be her panty line. He slipped her ankles up so her knees were bent and the burnette had never felt so exposed to her boyfriend than at the moment. She wanted so badly to close her legs, but she knew what Marc would say about trusting each other with each other's bodies. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed What Marc was doing until she felt his lips against her vagina. She looked down and suddenly felt his tongue.
He glanced up at her while his tongue danced against her clitoris. Her eyes were closed and moans escaped her lips.
He gently pulled away leaving her breathless.
Marc sat up and licked his lips. "You obviously liked that."
She felt secure around her Marc and she felt the need to ask him something: "Babe?"
"Yeah." He said leaning in, hoping she wasn't going to put a halt to their coitus.
"Will you teach me how to give you a blowjob?"
Marc was taken back but didn't really care.
"If you want me to. We can do that now." The burnette sat up and Marc stared at her. Her hair barely covered her perky breasts and her olive skin was jut perfect. She stood infront of him.
"Do you want me to..."
She said gesturing to his briefs.
"Yeah."
...
"Wrap your fingers around it."
Her warm fingers wrapped around the Spaniard's slab and he groaned. "Erm..Thrust it."
Marc tried to keep his breathing under control as she thrusted him until he was fully hard. Pre-cum leaked out and she looked up at Marc. "I think I know what happens from here."
He nodded understandingly and watched as she shifted so she could take his dick in her mouth. Marc watched as he sucked what she could for a few seconds then pulled out so she could lick other areas. He took her hand and placed it on his balls. She stroked them and sucked away. She even tried to deep throat but her gag-reflex kicked in.
She looked up at him and he knew he was close. He slipped a hand beneath her and touched her soaked core. Marc looked at his girlfriend and said: "Baby, I'm gonna come I need to pull out. Your not ready for swallowing yet." She pulled away leaving Marc swollen and breathless.
He grabbed a tissue and some lotion from the nightstand.
She watched as her boyfriend treated what she had left needy.
He pumped himself with the tissue, thrusting with wrist until he came into the tissue he stood up taking a deep breath and throwing away the tissue. She was laid up in bed. He crawled over her still hard. "It's gonna hurt right?" She said looking at his erection.
She could control it when it was in her mouth but down there was all Marc. He smiled:
"Nena, don't be scared. Te Amo."
"Te Amo tambien." Malia replied happily.
Marc's knees pressed to either side of her and he lowered his hips down to meet hers.
Her hands pressed to his back and their faces were parallel.
He placed himself at her wet entrance and hoped it would help at least a little. He slipped his tip in slowly, making her uncomfortable.
"Owe! Marc!" She cried out in pain. She saw how big he was and hoped he'd leave a little out.
He waited for her to adjust a little and kissed her. Between a sloppy kiss he slipped the rest of himself in so his hips mets hers. She squealed in pain and gripped her lovers back. "Marc it hurts."
"It'll feel better soon." He gently reassured her.The Spaniard felt awful for his Lover's pain.
He stared at her, searching for a single sign of pleasure.
"Nena, I'm gonna move a little."
Marc gently rocked his hips against hers and she gripped his back. Pleading for him to stop.
He slipped his fingers between them and rubbed her clitoris with his thumb gently, hoping to soothe her pain. He grunted as she slowly let her head fall back against pillow. Her body had finally adjusted and she felt nothing but pleasure. She gripped the sides of his waist and murmured:
"Amor, faster!" Marc began to rock his hips against hers faster and groaned at the tightness. He bit down on his lip knowing that he wouldn't be able to go for much longer. You gripped his shoulders and let out a small moan feeling his hips press to yours once more, before completely falling apart. He held you close, against him as you scratched his back. He gently rode out your orgasm until he came himself with a loud groan.
"That was amazing!" He said happily as he pulled out collapsing next to you. You slipped both hands around his waist.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah." You murmured burying your nose between his shoulder and neck.
"Sleepy?"
"Mhm, are you?"
He yawned in response and smiled: "Go to sleep baby."
"I can't, Marc I need you to put your hand on my thigh."
Marc chuckled at your adorable comment; "Okay...Okay..."
He smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead as he slipped a hand on your thigh, comforting you. The sound of Marc's light snores slowly drifting you off to sleep.
