Bullied By B5

Birthday Sex

I ambled to my bedroom and stripped down out of my clothes. I changed into my pink, lace, Victoria's Secret panties and bra set.

Then, I went into my closet and snatched up my black stilettos. Quickly, I strapped them on my feet, and strutted my way into the bathroom. I plugged in my curling iron, and waited until it got hot. When it did, I curled up my long hair and swung it down my back.

After that, I lit a few candles, placed them around the room, and turned off the lights.

I waited until Patrick got back. Ten minutes later, I heard him walk through the door and shout my name.

"Diamond!" He called out climbing the staircase. His footsteps seemed to echo while he walked down the hall to my room. I stood up in front of the bed.

It all happened in slow motion as he entered through my door. "Di—" He couldn't even finish saying my name when he saw me. Patrick stood at my door mesmerized, in a trans, staring at my body. I blushed as he gazed at me as if I was the most beautiful woman alive.

"Uh.." Was all that was able to escape his mouth. I gestured him to come closer with my index finger. He slowly sauntered over and stood tall in front of me.

I smiled, and whispered, "Happy birthday." Patrick smiled and began to grope my body. His hands caressed my body softly. They roamed my body gently as he slowly pressed his lips against mine.

He added tongue as our mouths fought in a war of dominance. Patrick broke our kiss, and planted a row of kisses from my neck to my jaw line. A moan rushed through my lips as his tongue slides back and forth on the surface of my warm neck.

As Patrick laid kisses upon my neck, I began to unbutton his shirt. When I got to the last button, he grabbed his shirt and slid out of it, revealing a sweaty six pack, waiting to be in my touch.

Patrick cupped the side of my face with both his hands, and kissed me one last time before pushing me gently onto my king-sized bed. He crawled on top of me, and kissed me from my neck down to my navel.

Patrick then got up and unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. He climbed out of them, and crawled back over to me. We both were half naked. He had only boxer briefs on, and I only had my panties and bra set on. Patrick reached for my panties and stuck his fingers through the rim, sliding them off down my smooth legs, as the candle light shown on them.

I was a bit nervous that my lower half was exposed, but Pat's my boyfriend, I was gonna have to get comfortable. I bit my lip as Patrick tossed my panties to the side and pulled down his boxer briefs.

He was big, and for my actual first time, this might hurt a little bit even though I gave birth. That was a while ago though, I know I have to be tight. Patrick climbed back over me, and pulled the covers over us both. He began to position himself between my legs.

"Patrick wait." I placed my hand on his chest to halt him. "I know this is my actual first time, and for a girls first time, it will hurt. Please, try not to make it hurt that much." I whispered to him.

"I'm not sure if I can't make it hurt a lot, it might even bleed. But you gave birth so don't worry. Just tell me to stop if you feel too uncomfortable, okay? I love you, ready?"

I shook my head 'yeah' as I felt his tip touch my skin. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as Patrick slid himself in slowly. I clench my teeth as I began to feel slight pain.

"Is it hurting?"

"Not really, but just keep going."

The deeper Patrick went, the more painful it was. Then, Patrick came to stop. He was fully inside me. I exhaled and felt up Patrick's arm.

"You okay?" He asked concerned to see if he had hurt me.

"Yeah, continue." Patrick began to stroke at a slow pace, loosening me up more.

"Damn. You're kinda tight." His strokes began to go back and forth easier now, and the pain vanished quickly. It began to feel so good. A sensation I've never felt before. It felt like the first bite of food after starving for weeks.Like the first taste of chocolate after dieting for months.

A moan escaped my lips as Patrick made beautiful, wonderful love to me. I reached out and grabbed a hand full of the sheets. More, louder moans emerged from my mouth. I threw my head back in pure pleasure. Patrick kissed my neck and moaned lowly to himself. This night is one of the most greatest nights of my life!