sturniolo/nate imagines 2

☆Never-Chris

I got really bored today and wrote this so why not post it.

Y/N POV

"Never," I said firmly, staring at Chris. He's been asking to do more...intimate things. I say no. Never.
"Never? What do you mean? Like you're waiting till marriage?" He asked, his eyes growing wider.
"No," he let out a sigh of relief.
"I mean never. Not even after marriage."
"What!" His panic crept back in. "You can't be serious Y/N. Never?"
"Never," I confirmed with a nod. He moved closer.
"You can't do that." He protested, his brows furrowed. He felt a swirl of emotions. Sad, angry, confused, disappointed.
"I can. And I did." I said, feeling kind of bad, I should've told him sooner.
"But, why?" He asked.
"I don't know, I just don't want to." I shrugged dismissively.
"You get horny Y/N. I can feel it." He put his hand on my thigh, squeezing gently.
"Maybe, I do." I blushed, looking down.
"Then why? Do you wanna be horny and miserable your whole life?" He asked genuinely.
"No. I just..I'm scared." I admitted quietly. I sound like a baby.
"Y/N. It's normal to be scared. Especially if it's your first time. But you just gotta power through it." He nodded.
"But," I sighed. "But what does it feel like?" I asked, finally meeting his eyes. His gaze softened.
"Amazing, like when you touch yourself, but 10 times better."
"But, I've never touched myself," I said in a whisper.
"Sure," he chuckled. I stayed silent, my cheeks red.
"Wait, you're serious? You're 21. And you've never touched yourself? Ever?" He asked, tilting my head to face him. I slowly shook my head. He stared at me for a moment then blinked.
"Dam." He looked like he didn't know what to say.
"Never even rubbed your clit?" He asked, my face burned.
"No,"
"How?"
"What do you mean, how?"
"How have you gone your whole life without touching yourself once?" He asked in disbelief.
"I just haven't, ok. Can we stop talking about this?" I stood, attempting to move away. He gently grabbed my arm, pulling me back towards him.
"I'm sorry. No more weird questions. I just want you to realize that you can't go your whole life without intimacy." He rested his hands on my waist, looking up at me with his stupid sweet eyes that made my knees weak.
"See." He smirked.
"See what?" I snapped out of it.
"You get horny." He said, his hands sliding down to squeeze my hips.
"You get so horny, so fast, because you've never had a release." He whispered, making his voice all sexy. Asshole.
"Your body's aching for the relief. Begging for it." His hands slid to my thighs. He hooked the back of my thighs and pulled me onto his lap, straddling him, a soft gasp leaving my lips.
"I can give you the relief, make it all feel better." He kissed my neck softly. I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body on fire.
"Let me, Y/N. Please." I had to hold back a moan at the plea.
"I can  feel how wet you are." His hands slid against my inner thighs.
"I-I," my mind was foggy with desire.
"We'll start slow, just my fingers, you don't even have to take anything off." His finger dipped into the waistband of my pants as he nipped at my neck. I moaned softly as I felt the pulsing throb at my core, my body vibrating with need.
"All I need is a yes," he breathed against my ear.
"Y-yes..yes." I nodded. He smiled.
"That's my girl." He laid me down on my back gently, lying just to the side of me.
"You want me to stop, you say red. Got it?"
"Yes,"
"Good girl." He slid his hand into my pants, rubbing me over my underwear. I gasped.
"You're so wet for me." He bit his lip, rubbing harder. I moaned.
"So sensitive," he kissed me softly, holding the side of my face with his free hand. He stopped and I let out a little whine into his mouth. He pulled back.
"You ready?" He pushed his hand into my underwear.
"Please," I mumbled, looking up at him. His fingers traveled lower. They found my clit, rubbing slow, tight circles. I gasped and hid my face in his neck, whimpering at the intense pleasure.
"Fuck, you're soaked." He said softly, more to himself than me. He moved his fingers even lower, to my entrance, slowly sliding one in. Oh my god. This is what I've been missing out on?
"Shit, baby. You're so tight." He breathed, pumping his finger in and out, curling it slightly as my pussy throbbed, sucking him in deeper. He added another.
"Chris," I moaned, gripping his shirt desperately. He moved quickly making me feel everything, for the first time.
"Does it feel good?" He asked, keeping his brutal pace.
"So good," I said into his neck. I meant it. I've never felt so good. He hit a spot and my entire body tensed in pleasure.
"There it is." He smirked, hitting over and over. My thighs squeezed together tightly as I moaned uncontrollably.
"Keep them open for me, baby." He said, still moving his fingers.
"I can't," I whimpered.
"You can. Open." He demanded, opening them himself. My back arched as tension built up in my stomach.
"You're gonna cum for me." He said softly into my ear.
"Wait, I can't." I squirmed, so overwhelmed by the feelings I was unable to take it.
"You can, baby. Come on,"
"Stop, I can't." My nails dug into his arm.
"You know your word. That's how you get me to stop." He didn't let up. I do. But I know if i really want him to stop.
"You're so close. Let me see you." He moved my face out of his neck, watching the tears form in my eyes. I'm embarrassed, but to taken by pleasure to care.
"It's ok, just cum for me." My body immediately obeyed him, a chill running through my body as I saw stars.
"That's it, good girl." He continued moving his fingers slowly, riding out my high as I panted.
"Feel better?" He slowly pulled his fingers out. I nodded and he brought his fingers to his mouth. I grabbed his wrist before he could get it to his mouth.
"Gross," I said, trying to pull his hand back. He chuckled sucking them clean anyway. Nasty.
"Not gross, baby. Delicious." He said, kissing my neck softly. I closed my eyes. I don't think I've ever felt better. Like a huge weight off my shoulders.
"You ok?" He caressed my cheek. I nodded.
"Come on, look at me." I opened my eyes, looking up at him. He looked concerned, yet satisfied. I love him so much.
"You don't regret it, do you?"
"Regret it? Are you kidding? I've never felt better. I should've done that ages ago." I said, turning to face him.
"Good. I like making you feel good." He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. I felt something against my thigh. Oh. I guess he really liked it.
"Can I make you feel good? I asked quietly. I wanna try.
"You..you want to?" He seemed surprised.
"Will it feel that good for you?"
"Yeah."
"I want to."
"Ok. What do you wanna do?" I could use my hand. But that seems boring.
"Can I use my mouth?"
"You wanna use your mouth?" He looked over my face for any sign of hesitation. But I'm sure.
"Ok." He nodded, laying back.  I got on my knees between his legs and pulled his pants down. Wow. Even through his boxers, it looks big. I can do it. I pulled his boxers down. Holy shit. It's...pretty, and huge. I wrapped my hand around it.
"What do I do?" I looked up to him.
"Spit on it." He said, watching me closely. I spit down, then stroked. That's pretty easy. Now it looks even prettier.
"Tighter," he breathed out, breathing heavily. I squeezed tighter, swirling my palm around his tip, watching for his reaction. His head was tilted back, a low groan leaving his lips. I like that.
"Now what? Can I put it in my mouth?" I asked, leaning down.
"Fuck, you're trying to kill me, baby. Yes. Put it in your mouth." He nodded, putting his hand in my hair. I got this. I took a testing lick of the tip. Wow. It tastes good too. I took another up the shaft, slower. He groaned.
"Take it in, no more teasing." He guided my head down. Here we go. I opened my mouth and took it in.
"Mm, yes. Now up and down, use your tongue." He instructed. I moved up and down, putting my tongue flat against him. No teeth, do it deep. I reminded myself. This is actually kinda fun. I looked up to see him groaning deeply, his eyes squeezed shut. That's sexy. Deeper.
"Shit, baby. Slow down." He gasped, looking down at me.
"But why?" I frowned.
"I'll cum too fast, I wanna enjoy this." He said, tracing my lips with his thumb. Party pooper.
"Fine," I huffed, going back down.
"Y/N," he called softly, he tilted my head up before i could reach him.
"What?"
"Take your shirt off. I wanna see you." I blushed. He's never seen that before. But  I did just have his cock in my mouth, and his fingers were just inside me. I guess it's time. I took my shirt off, then my bra. His eyes trailed lower, along with his hands.
"Beautiful," he said, squeezing gently. I reached down and started stroking. I've never had more fun.
"Now back to work." He pushed my head down as I giggled, but took him back in, slower this time. I didn't think I'd like it this much.
I continued until he started getting louder and louder. Maybe I could go deeper. I opened my throat up the best I could and slowly forced it in, tears picking my eyes. It feels kinda nice.
"Oh my god, Y/N." He whimpered. I like that sound. I tried even harder, and faster.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. You don't want it your mouth get off now." He panted out. But I do. I want nothing more. I continued.
"Shit," his hips bucked up even deeper as he twitched in my mouth. My mouth suddenly flooded with his thick ropes of cum. I took it, swallowing. It's...good. I pulled off, sitting up to look over his panting worn-out face. Beautiful. He pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me.
"You're way too good at that for your first time." He kissed my head. "What'd you think?"
"It was fun."
"Fun?"
"Yeah, and you looked really hot." I nodded. He chuckled.
"Well you looked really hot choking on my cock."
"I wasn't choking."
"You weren't, how?"
"No gag refex."
"I'll take advantage of that." He tucked my hair behind my ear. I've never felt closer to anyone.
"When can we do it again?"