He was Hot, I was Not!

As they lay there together touching one another and getting to know every curve and erogenous zone on each others body, Stan was shocked to realize that he was more concerned about satisfying Kayla than he had ever been worried about satisfying any other girl he had been with.

"I've never been with a girl like this before," he confessed to Kayla.

"You are such a liar," Kayla laughed at him, "Don't you even try to tell me that you're a virgin."

"Oh no, I didn't mean that," he hastily explained "I mean in a bed, with absolutely nothing on, taking my time. Usually when I'm with a girl it's in the back seat of a car, we still have most of our clothes on except the ones that we have to take off, and we're always rushed...nothing like this."

Although Kayla found thoughts of him being with someone else like this distasteful, his words made her feel special.

"So what do we do now?" Kayla asked running the tips of her fingers down the length of his six-pack. She wasn't trying to be a tease, she honestly didn't know.

Stan had to think about that for a minute. He knew what the next step was, but he wondered if Kayla really knew what she was doing. If she was ready for what usually happened next.

"Kayla," Stan sounded serious, "do you know what you're doing? Are you sure that you want to do this?" he asked.

Seeing how serious Stan had become, Kayla stopped touching him for a moment to really consider his question.

Stan held his breath waiting for her to answer. He wanted her so badly, but only if she was sure. It would hurt to hear her say no, but he would try to be understanding--she was a virgin afterall. This was a big step for her.

Kayla got up on her knees and sat down by him on the bed. With a serious look on her face, she looked into his eyes, at his handsome face, his perfect body. Then she thought about how much she had wanted him before today, so much that he had invaded her dreams. She thought about the things he had told her: that he was attracted to her, that he couldn't stop thinking about her, and about how his body responded so readily to her touch.

She vaguely remembered that there was supposed to be some discomfort the first time, and even though she was kind of scared, she wanted Stan so bad that she was willing to put up with it.

"I want you to be the first Stan," she said leaning over to kiss him.

Stan moaned into her mouth, responding to her kiss, to the feel of her nude body pressed against his. He pulled her down on top of him and rolled her over so that he was now on top. She was so soft, so beautiful. It seemed as if their two bodies were meant to be joined together--it just felt so right.

The hardness of Stan alongside her thigh aroused Kayla, and she wiggled her hips trying to move herself into position to receive him.

"No, not yet," Stan told her as he lifted himself away from her determined hips. "You have to be ready Kayla," he warned her. "It'll minimize the pain."

"I AM ready. Please Stan," she pleaded with him lifting her body up to meet his.

It took all of the willpower he had for Stan to ignore her pleas. He was no expert at deflowering virgins, but he knew that he had to fight the urge to take her until he knew that she was absolutely ready. Suddenly he remembered a way to do that.

He began at her breasts, taking the dark peak of one and then the other into his mouth, nibbling and sucking on them playfully. Keeping one hand on her breast his mouth licked a trail down her ribcage seeming to outline each one with his tongue. He then moved his hand down between her legs and stuck a finger inside of her. His mouth went lower still to her bellybutton, her pelvic bone; her moans told him that she was aroused, her hands in his hair begging him not to stop. He nibbled on the tender flesh of her abdomen and thighs, leaving no part of her untouched by either his hands or his mouth. Then he did something that even he had never done before...

Kayla gasped in surprise and with pleasure, "Stan...what are you...?" She looked down and saw Stan's head positioned between her thighs, and she moaned sensually; it was such a turn on to see this guy, this god, down THERE, making her experience these amazing feelings. She wantonly wrapped her thighs over his shoulders to allow him easier access; surely something that felt so good couldn't be wrong she thought.

Unconsciously she lifted her pelvis up to meet Stan's mouth as he kissed her there. Something was happening to her, it felt as if her soul had momentarily floated away and left her body, and then it seemed as if she was outside of her body and she couldn't control it...she couldn't breathe...as a feeling so wonderful overtook her...and seemed to go on for an eternity.

Stan knew by her reaction that the timing was right as he positioned himself to enter her. He cautiously fitted himself to her and plunged. There was a brief barrier--something that blocked his entrance, but it was barely noticeable, and his rigid member made it though. He looked at Kayla's face to see if she had noticed and the look he saw on her face almost made him lose control. It wasn't a look of pain that he saw on her face, it was a look of pure ecstasy. Stan took immense pleasure from looking at Kayla's face glowing with beauty as she experienced her first orgasm.

Desire overcame him as he realized the warm moistness of her fit around him like a glove, and his organ became turgid with passion. As he began to move rhythmically inside of her, Kayla went wild: lifting her hips to meet him, trying to increase the tempo, pulling him closer to her, scratching him, begging him to continue as the friction between them began to cause an inferno of heat to build inside her body.

Stan groaned as he felt his own release building up inside of him. And then it happened to Kayla again as her body seemed to respond to what Stan was feeling. She inhaled sharply and a moan of intense pleasure escaped her lips as she shivered uncontrollably. Stan could feel the heat of her pulsate around that part of him that was still inside her, and realized that he was being pushed over the edge as well. As the contractions from her orgasm throbbed against him, as he joined her in that other undescribeable world, he let out an animalistic groan, and with his energy spent, he collapsed on top of her satisfied beyond words.