sexual tension (g!p)

J & D : for the first time

CHAPTER SUMMARY

Despite the g!p, Deanna is a innocent and shy bottom. For their first time, Jema is the one to lay her down. She take off Deanna's clothes, and play with her breasts. Deanna is all flushed and keeps Jema from giving her a blow job. Jema is on top the whole time.

Jema and Deanna have been planning this for a while now. This, being their special first time, the deflowering, and other embarrassing euphemisms for the act of making love for the first time. Deanna was nervous beyond belief. But Jema reassured her that it's okay, that it's perfectly normal to be this nervous, and that she did all the research, so she had nothing to worry about.

Deanna's not worried about that, she's worried about her cock. What if it doesn't please Jema? It wasn't their first time seeing each other naked, so Jema saw her dick in more than one occasion, but still.

"Deanna, breathe." Jema said in amusement as she walked in Deanna's room, wearing nothing but a tanktop and a pair of short shorts. No one was home, save for them. Deanna froze and swallowed hard, her cock twitching in her loose sweatpants.

"I am breathing."

"Not quite enough if you're looking so pale. Namumutla ka, babe." Jema cupped her cheek in her palm and kissed her slowly.

"Look, I don't want to do anything you're not ready for-"

"Ready na ako." Deanna blurted out, her eyes foggy with a mix of desire and apprehension.

"It's just. It's my first time and I don't want to disappoint you..."

"You'll never disappoint me." Jema murmured. She pushed Deanna to sit down on the edge of the bed, and Jema threw her legs on either side, her knees planted on the mattress. Deanna whimpered, her hands flying to the swell of Jema's ass.

"Scoot back and humiga ka."

Deanna moved to the center of the bed and laid down, flat on her back. Above her, Jema was kissing down her cheek and her jaw, hands roaming all over the smooth planes of Deanna's body.

Jema's hand slipped inside Deanna's shirt, her hot palms cupping her lover's pale breasts.

"Oh fuck..." Deanna muttered, her back arching slightly off the bed. Jema was seating on her stomach and she could feel her heat through the skimpy shorts she was wearing.

"You're radiating."

"Indeed I am." Jema smirked as she pulled off Deanna's shirt. Jema made quick work of Deanna's sweats as well, leaving her bare and trembling on the bed.

"Deanna, I know I tell you this all the time, but you're gorgeous." She said this with her eyes focused on the stiff, seven-inch, pink cock that rested against Deanna's thigh.

"D-don't stare.." The brunette whimpered. It took everything in her not to cup her straining dick and curl into a ball, but the look in Jema's eyes was ravenous. Hungry. Filled with desire.

"Can't help it." Jema said as she stripped down to nothing and straddled Deanna's stomach again. Now, Deanna felt the bare heat, sticky and boiling against her abs.

Jema leaned forward and took a nipple in her mouth, her fingertips playing with the other bud. She tugged it, pinched it gently, and massaged the soft flesh until Deanna was moaning steadily, her hips rising off the bed.

"Gusto mo ba 'to?" Jema husked, her hips rolling into Deanna's stomach.

"Oo!" Deanna groaned, low and guttural, her cock twitching.

"Jema, please.. I don't think I can last..."

Jema hummed and kissed down the length of Deanna's torso, her tongue lapping up the residual wetness she left. Deanna's stomach twitched, and when she felt Jema's teeth nipping at her inner thigh, she let out a helpless moan. Jema smirked and picking up Deanna's cock, she kissed all over the hot, throbbing length.

"J-Jema!" Deanna yelped, her fingers threading through thick, brown locks. She tugged her off gently, careful not to hurt Jema.

"P-please, w-wag." Deanna begged.
"I can't handle your mouth right now."

"Okay, okay." Jema teased, kissing the tip of Deanna's cock before getting up to straddle her.

Deanna could feel Jema's pussy lips rubbing against her dick and she was so close. She could buck her hips and she would be completely sheathed inside Jema. But Deanna kept still as Jema stroked her cock, her hand moving ever so slowly up and down Deanna's hard length.

"You ready for me?" Jema asked softly against Deanna's mouth. Deanna couldn't speak, so she nodded.

Her hands soothed the soft skin of Jema's back and swallowed hard. Jema lowered herself, and inch by inch, Deanna's pale pink cock disappeared inside Jema's wet, soaking pussy.

"Putangina." Deanna whimpered, her fingers digging into Jema's skin.

"Ang sikip..." She gasped, as Jema rolled her hips up, and then down. She could feel everything. Every throb, every twitch, every clench. Deanna couldn't breathe.

"Deanna, baby.. You need to breathe." Jema gasped. She increased her pace, her clit rubbing against Deanna's lower stomach each time she took her cock all the way inside her pussy.

Jema sucked a finger in her mouth and leaned back. She rubbed the wet finger against Deanna's puckered hole, and smiled when Deanna bucked and cried out.

"That's it, Deanna." Jema husked, humping Deanna rapidly. Deanna was in awe, her eyes wide and sparkling as she witnessed Jema riding her, finger teasing her ass.

"Lalabasan na ako ughh..." Deanna whined, her hips rising off the bed so she could pound up into Jema.

"Fuck, baby..."

"come." Jema hissed. She clenched her pussy around Deanna's throbbing dick and moaned desperately as she felt Deanna's thick load shooting deep inside her.

Jema rode Deanna a few more times, hips swirling until she was sure Deanna stopped coming completely.

"Mmmmm, you came a lot, babe."

"F-fuck... That's not m-my fault..." Deanna moaned, her hands tight around Jema's waist to keep her from moving against her oversensitive cock.

"Dito," She murmured, and Jema leaned over, her lips gliding across Deanna's.

"Next time, you better be the one doing the fucking." Jema smirked, rolling her hips once to elicit a deep moan from her Deanna.

"Oo na, Oo na!" Deanna babbled, her cock hardening again at the sly look on her girlfriend's face.