Bad Neighbors: M.C

Eleven // reasoning

|Dakota|

"Listen, I'll make a deal with you. Okay?" Michael said, laying me on my bed. I nodded and bit my lip, staring up at him. "You tell me why you want to loose your virginity so bad and if I think it's a good enough reason, I'll take it for you." I thought over the idea in my head. I couldn't tell him the actual truth as to why I wanted it gone.

"I want to loose it because I feel insecure about myself." I mumbled, trying to make him believe me.
"Why? You're gorgeous." I rolled my eyes.
"Because, I feel like no one wants me." He huffed and pushed me back, straddling my waist.

"It's not the best reason but I want to show you that you are beautiful. It's going to hurt, you know that right?" I nodded slowly, trying to contain my excitement.

He sighed and placed his lips on mine, allowing me to slip my tongue into his mouth. I brought my fingers up to his hair and tugged at it, causing him to moan into my mouth. His hand found its way down to my core, squeezing each breast as he past. I moaned at the feeling and he rubbed me through my shorts.

"I'm just getting you ready princess, I need you extremely wet." I nodded as his lips left mine and he pulled my shirt off, throwing it to the floor. He kissed down my chest and stomach; gently pulling my shorts down. I watched him curiously as he pulled down my panties with his teeth. I gasped as he licked a bold stripe up my slit. My body shivered at the feeling and he smirked against my skin.

"How does this feel?" He questioned as he contined to lick up and down my dripping core, nibbling at my clit occasionally.
"I-I, it feels amazing. Can you keep doing that?" I asked him. He smiled up a me before sticking a finger inside me, curling and pushing it inside of me deeper. I moaned loudly, entangling my fingers in his hair.

"I'm gonna make you cum first baby, so it's easier for you." I nodded, throwing my head back as he added another finger. I could feel myself coming close to my finish as my walls clenched around Michaels fingers. "Whenever you're ready." He mumbled, making figure eights over my clit with his thumb as he pumped his fingers faster.

"F-fuck Mikey." I moaned, squirming under him as my high over took me. He pulled his fingers out of me and licked them clean before crawling back up to my face.
"Now comes the hard part, ready?" I was still trying to catch my breath but I nodded my head. He stood off of the bed and pulled out a condom from my desk drawer; walking back over to me.

I watched as he undid his belt and dropped his pants, them pooling around his ankles. I stared at his length through his boxers and as he pulled them off, it sprung free. I gasped at his size.
"I-is that going to fit in....me?" I asked him, sitting up. He chuckled under his breath and rolled the condom down his shaft, sitting between my legs. He pulled me back down and lined up with my entrance.

"Are listening to me?" I looked up at him and nodded. "If it's to much at any point, tell me. Understand, I refuse to do this if you aren't going to tell me when it's to much for you to handle." I nodded.
"I promise, I'll tell you if it hurts to much." He closed his eyes momentarily and kissed me before slowly pushing his tip in. I gasped loudly and my body jolted with pain. I could feel tears prickling my eyes but pushed back the cry, threatening to leave my mouth.

He pushed in some more, stretching me out a little more. "Am I hurting you?" He asked as he stopped moving.
"I'm fine, keep going." I whimpered. He pushed the rest of the way into me and began to thrust slowly.

Soon all the pain turned to pure pleasure. I moaned at the feeling and drug my nails up his back. "Go faster." I breathed. He obeyed my wishes and grunted and panted as he went faster. He was hitting all the right spots and I screamed out in pleasure.

Sweat covered his forehead causing his colorful hair to stick there.
"Shit, Dakota. You feel so good." I moaned in response and bucked my hips to match his pace.

"I'm g-gonna cum again Mikey." I groaned as he went faster. His thrusts started to become sloppy and I screamed his name as I came, which set his own high off.
"Shit Dakota." He mumbled into my neck, thrusting a few more times before pulling out of me.

My inner thighs dripped with my own juices and I breathed a sigh of relief as Michael got up to throw away the condom.
"Now, you wanna tell me the real reason you wanted to loose your v-card?" He questioned, picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom. I bit my lip and looked at him under my eyelashes while he started some bath water for me.

"Georgia kept making fun of me for being a virgin. I just wanted her to stop." I mumbled, my face heating up as the words left my mouth. He sighed.
"You could've just told me that." He said, kissing me.