Ellie decided to drive home to give Stan & I some private time, even after I told her she could stay the night. She kissed my cheek, told me to use protection and to call her in the morning if Stan "blew my back out".
I closed the door on her, embarrassed.
I ran into the bathroom to examine myself. I still had wedding make up on, but I was now wearing cut off shorts and a tank top on. I decided to let my long hair down, I brushed my teeth and sprayed on some Victoria's secret perfume with a bit of lip gloss to give my blue lips color. I was really nervous and I had no clue what to expect from Stan. After like ten minutes of examining myself for him, I walked into the room.
"Kat, you look amazing sweet heart." Stan said dreamily from my bed, where he was watching Spongebob The Movie. He got up and pulled me into his arms. "You smell good enough to eat, too."
I leaned forward and he kissed my neckline, up to my chin and jaw. He lingered with his lips a single centimeter away from mines, and we stared hungrily into each others eyes for a few seconds before he lurched forward and kissed me passionately. He reached for the remote and turned the TV off, then he pulled me on top of him.
We made out for a bit before I began sliding my hand down his jeans to find the button. He already had both his shirt and my top off, and was kissing me all over and about to unhook my bra.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Stan asked in-between kisses. My hands were shaking from the nervousness. "Maybe we're rushing...What if I hurt you?" He asked doubtfully.
"Stan, you wouldn't hurt me. I love you, and I'm ready." I kissed him and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He helped me out of my shorts and I slid his jeans off until we were lying on the bed, him in his boxers and me in my bra and panties.
"Katalia, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He ran his fingers over my curves and helped me out of my bra and panties. I wanted him now more than ever. I kissed him and he climbed over me.
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He licked and kissed my lower area and I shook happily. I couldn't stop moaning, and I pulled his hair to let him know how good it felt.
"It might hurt a little." Stan whispered into my ear while kissing my hair.
He pulled it out of his boxers, and my eyes got wide at how big it was, but I imagined that it was average compared to other guys. He slowly inched it inside of me until it filled me up and I couldn't breathe. It took me a while to relax and when I did, he started pushing it in and taking it out. He kissed me with every stroke and I dug my blue fingernails into his back.
Stan licked and sucked my breasts while I moaned for him to not stop. My heart was working overtime. I breathed in his hair, and I remember thinking this is the best feeling I've ever had in my whole life.
Stan started breathing heavier and heavier after about forty-five minutes and I felt my lower body start to shake.
"Kat, baby," He puffed and panted. "I love you. I love you..." He groaned and pumped into me hard until we both came.
"I love you." I finally whispered as we fell asleep.
