Brooklyn and I were in L.A. In his house. We were just wartching a movie since no one was home. When the movie ended Brooklyn started talking. "You know," began Brooklyn softly. I lifted my head up from his chest so I could look at him. "I'm very lucky to have you."
A little blissful smile creeped on my face when I heard the words coming out of his mouth. "I'm very lucky to have you," I smiled, all softened up.
Brooklyn leaned forward, placing his hand on my cheek and kissing me gently. I shove a bit up and kissed him back loving.
"Hmm, I love you, Lucy," Brooklyn whispered in between two kisses.
I smiled through the kiss. "I love you too, B."
Brooklyn changed his position and layed me a little on the couch but I was still sitting down. He placed his hands on my lower back and played with the hem of my t-shirt while I let my hands play with his hair. His hands slipped under my shirt a little, something that gave my pleasant shivers. I then pushed him to his back and made the kiss a little bit more passionate. I was on my knees on ewch side of his legs kissing him. Meanwhile, Brooklyn's hands moved to my lower back. He let his fingers slide a bit under the rim of my jeans. After a while of making out he spoke. "Do you want to do this?" Brooklyn asked between the kiss. We pulled apart and he looked me straight in to the eye. Yesterday was our one year anniversary, I love him more than anything and most importantly I trust him. "Yeah, I do." I whispered. He smiled.
"Let's go upstairs," Brooklyn said when I let go of his skin. I felt his swollen cock through his pants. I let my fingers slide softly over the hickey on his collarbone and Brooklyn shivered.
He picked me up in bridal style and carried me upstairs. Once we were in his room, Brooklyn carefully laid me down on his bed and came hanging above me. He started kissing me and then went to my jawline. My hands slid down to the hem of his t-shirt and I slightly tugged at it, somewhat impatient.
Brooklyn immediately understood my hint and took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. He leaned toward me again and pressed his lips on mine, a little rougher than before. He rolled us over so I laid on top of him. I took my chance, grabbed the hem of my shirt and took the thing off so I sat there in only my bra still on. Now that I sat straight on Brooklyn's lower stomach, he let his fingers slide to my side and slipped on my bear skin.
"You don't have to do this, Lucy," he mumbled softly and pushed himself a bit up with his elbows. I slowly went off his stomach so he could sit straight against the headboard of my bed.
"I know," I mumbled back and looked at my hands.
"We can stop and cuddle for now," smiled Brooklyn. He leaned toward me and kissed me softly.
I began thinking. We've been together for one whole year now and we're sixteen years old. I know he's wanted this and I know how respectful he has been with me, but now I want it too.
I shook my head. "No, it's okay. I want to do this," I said resolutely.
Brooklyn's eyes widened a bit. "Are you sure love? We can stop now. I don't know if I'll be able to stop if we go any further, you know that." A worried look, mixed with a little excitement, appeared in his eyes.
"I know," I smiled while I kissed his lips softly, "and I'm ready." By those words, I crawled a little closer to him. Brooklyn wrapped his arms around my waist while I took place at his lap and placed my cold hands on his chest. He shivered slightly and I chuckled. "Sorry."
"It's okay," he smiled against my lips. He kissed me again and I let my hands go down to the border of his pants. I unbuttoned them and unzipped the zipper. I pressed my lips in his neck again and his hands cupped my bum. He slowly pushed me on my back against the mattress, kissed my lips and kissed his way down to the scale of my breasts, toward my belly and the border of my skinny jeans. Brooklyn softly let his tongue slide over my lower stomach and a moan left my mouth while I began to move my hips. He gently unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and softly pulled them down so I now laid in only my bra and underwear. He pressed soft kisses on my thighs and kissed his way back up. His tongue slid in my mouth and began pulling at his jeans until he finally took them off himself. I swallowed when I saw the huge bulge in his boxers. His hands were supported at the sides of my head.
"Hey, you okay?" Brooklyn looked at me worriedly. "We still can stop, right. Just say it and we stop. I want you to be sure."
"No, it's okay," I said resolutely, "we don't have to stop. It's just..." I closed my eyes for a moment and felt all the nerves flood through my veins. "I'm gonna lose my virginity on you, Brooklyn."
"Hey, you don't have to, okay." Brooklyn placed his hand on my cheek and softly rubbed my cheek with his thumb.
"No, that's not it. I want you to be my first," I smiled nervously.
"Then what's the problem, you can tell me, Lucy. You know that."
"I'm scared. What if it's gonna hurt like crazy, or what if I'm doing something wrong and hurt you?" I didn't even dare to look at him.
"You're not gonna hurt me, love. And you just have to stay calm, it will hurt at the beginning, but I promise you I will try mu best not to make any harm to you. I love you Lucy, so much. I want you to know that." Brooklyn smiled a reassuring smile at me.
"I trust you," I smiled back. "And I love you too."
"And you know," he began, "you're my first one too." I smiled again and softly pulled him on his neck toward me so I could kiss him. His hands slid to my back and clicked my bra open with some effort. He carefully let the straps slide off my shoulders and threw the thing next to the bed. When he did that I immediately pulled him closer to me to the point were my boobs were crashing his chest, I got shy because nobody has ever seen me before. "Hey, hey, hey, don't be shy love." He carefully laid me down and I covered myself with my arms. "Let me see you" he said softly. I brought my arms to my stomach and let him see me. He satred at me only for a second, probably to not make me feel uncomfortable, and then looked me back into the eyes "You're beautiful" he said. He kissed me soflty and continued to kiss me from my neck all the way to the trim of my underwear. He was doing everything so carefully and gentle. He slid off my underwear, every time Brooklyn looked at me, asking for permission. He came back to kiss me and while he softly kissed me he let his hand slip between us.
"You okay with this? It will make you more comfortable and make it hurt less" he mumbled softly against my lips. I nodded smiling and he carefully rubbed his thumb over my clit. Soft moans let my mouth and I felt myself getting wetter with every second.
"Brooklyn," I moaned. The moans began to be more intense, just like Brooklyn's movements. He slowly let one finger slip in while he still kissed me. I moved my hips upwards toward his hand, begging him for more. Brooklyn let his lips go down to the top of my breasts, leaving kisses everywhere. He was doing everything so passionately. He wanted to make me feel as good and comfortable as possible. Soft but intense moans left my mouth. I felt my body clench and short after that I released my juices on Brooklyn's fingers while my orgasm raged through my body.
"Oh my God," I whispered and pressed a kiss on Brooklyn's lips. A little smile appeared on his face and looked somewhat hopeful at me. I smiled back. "Do you have a condom?" I whispered. "Of course" he said with a little laugh. He reached to his night stand and pulled out a condom from the dror. He started opening it and took I the condom out of his hands. "Here, let me do it," I smirked and carefully wrapped the condom around his dick. After, I kissed him again ane he layed me down and hovered himself on top of me.
"Are you sure you still want this?" Brooklyn asked with a slight sparkle in his eyes.
I nodded. "I'm more than sure. I want you to be my first, Brooklyn. I'm pretty serious about this. I love you so much. I want you to know that."
"I love you too, Lucy. More than I will ever be able to express," he whispered and carefully pushed himself in me. A strong amount of pain went through me while Brooklyn kept pushing softly, not noticing anything. A painful moan left my mouth and tears burned in my eyes. Brooklyn immediately stopped moving.
"No, let's stop. We'll do it another time, I can wait," he spoke, "I don't want to hurt you. I cannot do this if it'll hurt you." He was about to get out but I stopped him.
"No Brooklyn, it'll hurt anyways. Keep going, it'll get better. Please." I mumbled. It still burned down there because of the fact Brooklyn was still in me. "I'll be careful, I promise."
Brooklyn began to move again and I felt how the pain declined. Brooklyn seemed to notice too, but we were not having sex, we both knew it. We were making love. He was slow at first and then accelerated a little.
"God Lucy," he groaned in my ear. A layer of sweat got on his forehead and I softly let my fingers slide over his forehead, toward his lips. Softly he kissed my fingertips and brought his hand between us again. I kept moaning softly in his ear. Brooklyn began to trust sloppier. he groaned. My whole body began to tense up and for the second time tonight, my orgasm raged through my body. Brooklyn pulled out and let himself release in the condom.
"You okay?" he asked me, smiling while he rolled off me and threw the condom in the trash can. He crawled back in bed and pulled me to his chest. I nodded. "Yes. You?." "Yeah." He said smiling like an idiot, I couldn't help but smile to. "I love you." He said. I kissed him. "I love you too." I layed back on his chest and he kissed my hair. We just layed there in peaceful silence. This was perfect.
