Rory and Logan's First Time

SHORT STORY

Rory's mind jumped from "this feels so good" to "what am I doing" immediately back to "this feels so good" as Logan's tongue invaded her mouth and his hands moved through her hair. All of a sudden Logan stopped kissing her but he kept his hands on her head. His handsome brown eyes bore into her ocean blue eyes as he asked her one more time "are you sure you want to do this?" Rory thought for a brief second and then let her body control her decision this time instead of always relying on her overthinking mind. Logan just kept looking at her so she knew he expected a verbal answer. "Yes" Rory responded as she kissed him deeply. They lay there kissing for a long time just letting their bodies rub up against each other and feel the need that they both seemed to bring out in each other.

It was Rory who had to make the first move. Her body started to need more, more of what she did not know. Her sexual experiences had been limited to Dean which meant limited number of times (they did not have a lot of options for places to have sex) and limited experiences (Dean was sweet, kind, and caring which transferred to his love making. He would carefully enter her and move slowly and although she enjoyed it she never actually climaxed from it.). Rory reached down and began to pull Logan's shirt up and over his head. She tentatively ran her hands over his chest as their kissing became more intense.

Soon Logan broke their contact as he felt Rory's hand run up his chest and stop by his heart. She left her hand there just staring at him. He was getting lost in those blue eyes of hers. It was like looking into his favorite body of water. He always associated that color blue with the best times of his life. His only happiness as a child that included his dad were when they went sailing those deep blue ocean waters and his only true happiness as a college kid seemed to be the time he was spending with Rory looking at her deep blue ocean eyes sparkling as she bantered with him. Even though he was consumed with longing and lust for her he took time to tell himself that he couldn't get caught up in this feeling of happiness like a young school boy. He was Logan Huntzberger and he liked to play the field. He liked not being tied down. She had promised him a "no strings" arrangement so he decided against his better judgement to take things to the next step. He started to slowly pull the hem of her shirt up but before he moved it too far he looked into those eyes and saw her give her head a slight nod. After the nod, Logan proceeded to pull her shirt over her head.

Rory laid back down on the bed as Logan began kissing her neck and the top of her breasts that were spilling over her white bra. "Dammit" thought Rory "Why didn't I wear the sexy bra tonight?".

Logan however found her simple white bra to be very sexy yet in the way of his plans for Rory. He pulled the straps down Rory's arms as she sat up a little to unhook her bra. As it fell away Rory looked down shyly as Logan looked directly at her hard, pink nipples just begging for his attention. He laid Rory back down as he started suckling on one nipple before moving to the other. Tasting her and hearing her moan caused him to finish hardening. As Logan continued his assault on her breasts he moved one hand cautiously across her stomach and over her mound. He wanted nothing more than to put his hand inside her panties but he knew that Rory should be the one to take things further. As he started to move his hand up Rory grabbed his hand and placed it back where it had been and began moving it to feel some much needed friction.

Rory could not believe her boldness but she was feeling things she had never felt before especially in her nether regions. She could feel herself getting extremely wet so much so that she thought that Logan was soon going to be able to feel the wetness through her panties and lounge pants if he kept up the wonderful circular and up / down rubbing that he was doing.

Logan did start to feel at how easy the fabric was sliding around Rory's lips. He knew from lots of experience that she must be extremely wet. He waned nothing more than to slide his hand down the front of her pants and feel that wetness that he caused. Again he placed his hand on the waistband of her pants and looked at her until she opened her eyes and nodded her head. As he began pulling her pants down her body he kissed the parts of her thigh and leg that became visible to him. Her body was like an undiscovered road map and he was going to take his time learning every inch of it. As he moved back up to pull her pretty, white panties down her legs he could see her wetness glistening in between her legs. Oh how he wanted to taste her but he didn't know what she was comfortable with or expected so he simply inserted a finger as he watched Rory bite her lip and throw her head back.