A week after our 10 month anniversary, Sean and I were cuddled up one night watching a movie. A horror movie called, "The Visit".
"Will you get inside the oven to clean it?" The creepy old lady asked the girl.
And the stupid little girl got inside the oven.
"I hope our kids don't act like that," Sean commented.
"Oh, trust me, they won't," I assured him.
"Good," he said, and kissed my head.
After the movie, we went upstairs to our room.
"I'm tired," Sean said, dropping onto the bed. He closed his eyes.
I smiled. I walked over to him. "Oh really?" I asked him. I climbed onto him sitting on his stomach, with either leg on each side of his body.
"Yes, I am," he said.
"I bet you're not," I said. "And I can prove it."
"Try," Sean tested me.
I smiled and started to grind. Right away, Sean's eyes popped open and he smiled. I smiled back. But then in a matter of seconds, he had flipped me over so I was beneath him, his shorts were off, his shirt was off, my tank top and shorts were off, and all that was left was a lace bra and panties, and boxers on us.
"Whoa," was all I could say.
"Didn't expect that coming, did you?" Sean asked.
"Damn, right, I sure wasn't ready for that," I said.
We began a heated make out. Then, Sean left my lips for my neck. Then he came back, noticing I was bored without him. After a few moments, he unstrapped my bra, and pulled off his boxers and my panties. Then, sticking one finger in me, he began to pump in and out slowly, then stuck another finger in going harder and faster.
"Sean," I moaned out. "Stop teasing me."
Sean laughed and continued to finger me for a few more seconds. Then licked his fingers and turned serious.
"You really wanna do this? I mean really 100% wanna do this, now? Tonight?" He asked.
"Yes, Sean. Now, right now. I think the time is right," I said.
"Okay, but when you wanna stop, tell me," he said.
"Okay, Sean," I said.
His length was so....huge. Not huge like the size of a lamp. But just huge.
Sean began sticking his length inside of me. And as he was, I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to cry.
Sean looked up to my face twisted in pain. "Omg, I'm so sorry! Do you want me to stop?"
"No, no, I just need to adjust to it babe," I said. "I'm fine I promise."
If it hurts too much please tell me, baby. I don't want you in all this pain. Are you sure you want me to?" Sean asked again.
"Yes, Sean. Just do it."
"If you say so," he said. And once again, he stuck it in me, and started to pump in and out of me.
I moaned and screamed his name. It felt so good, but yet it hurt like a bitch.
About 30 minutes in, I felt it. And so did Sean.
"Come for me, babe," Sean said.
And I came.
Sean released into me and then pulled out.
"Oh my gosh," he said, as he dropped onto the bed. "That was the best time of my life. And you did so good, babe. I love you."
"I love you too, Sean," I said back to him.
I was so tired. We both were actually. We fell asleep right there where we were.
