Gun x Reader: I'm normal

29. MDNI???

"YN?"

"Yes, Honey Bunny?"

"Cash I ask you a personal question?"

We sat on his bed.

"Mhm!"

"Have you had sex?"

I turned red.

"What kinda question is that?"

"I was just curious. You don't have to answer."

"No, I haven't. All the men I interact with aren't available or my type. Or they're just not interested in me. Other guys are weird."

"Wanna watch porn?"

I blushed.

"What kind?"

"Any you want."

"You pick. I'm not sure what to choose."

He picked a video and I sat on his bed nervously.

He sat next to me and pulled me closer to him.

My heart was racing.

Omg, omg, omg!

I felt him pull me onto his lap and touching on my thighs.

I looked up at him with a deep blush.

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded.

We watched a few videos but we weren't paying attention.

I squeezed my thighs around his head as he ate me up and I was a moaning mess.

"Gun..." I whined and held one of his hands in mine.

His other hand held me in place as I kept moving around.

It was a strange feeling.

Gun pulled his face away and I could see the shining juices on his face.

"I'm gonna finger you, okay?"

I nodded.

"Tell me if it's too much."

I arched my back and gasped as he pushed one in.

"Shhh, relax." He softly circled my clit with his thumb.

He wiggled his finger around before adding another painful finger.

But it felt good.

"You're doing amazing." Gun smiled up at me as I bit my lip.

"It hurts." I looked down at the bump in my stomach where he pushed out of me.

"That's why we need to let you get use to it first. Stop clenching."

I was on top and I slowly lifted myself before slowly going back down.

I looked at Gun who smiled at me, his hands on my hips.

Slowly, I went up and down till I could speed up.

"Does it still hurt?" He asked.

"A little. But I like it."

"You like the pain?" He laughed and I nodded.

I let out a moan as he bucked his hips.

He helped me ride him and ride out my many orgasms.

By the end of it, I was almost out of it from how tired and happy I was.

He held me close and kissed my face, telling me how good I did.

I smiled and knew we'd become friends with benefits.