𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰/ 𝐇𝐢𝐦.

Ch7

"Are you..." I asked very nervous, close to shaking I didn't know what it was like to get a boy hard in person.

And I didn't do anything to provoke it.

"Hard." He said quickly after me.

"Yes." He said.

"I am." He told me.

"I'm sorry." I said to him.

"Don't worry about it, it's not your fault." He said.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

I was very uneducated about this stuff about males.

"What? No." He giggled.

"It just feels like I want something to stroke in or my dick." He said.

My body got hot.

"Do you want me too?" I asked.

"Really." He said in a sarcastic voice like I wouldn't do it.

"I mean... it is because of me?" I said.

"Well you didn't do anything to get me hard, I was just thinking about you know with you." He smirked laughing.

I laughed at him.

"Why are you shaking?" He asked me.

"I-oh I'm sorry! I'm just- I've never done this before..." I nervously said.

While my area was wet and my whole body was hot.

He put his hand on my elbow.

"You're hot." He said.

"So?" I said.

"I know you want to..." He said.

"But you don't have to, I can give myself a hand job." He told me.

"I know you are nervous, and I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything to make me feel better." He told me so kindly.

"I... want to..." I said to him.

Woah, I never really thought about my answer. But I did want to touch him, I wanted him to touch me.

"Can you f..." I was hesitant to ask.

"Finger you?" He asked.

I nodded my head shyly.

"Is that what you really want?" He asked me, staring deep into my eyes.

"Yes..." I said.

Wow, I've never been in a conversation like this with a boy. Nor even close to doing anything sexual.

Besides nick.

"Teach me." I said to him referring to the hand job.

We walked to his bed so he could lay his legs out while, I sat next to him.

He unbutton his jeans and then unzipped the zipper, and slightly pulled them to where you could see his underwear, which he then pulled out his cock.

This was my first time seeing a male member, and I was excited but nervous.

Ethan made sure I was giving him consent of the things we were sexually doing with each other, and always made sure I felt okay.

"Here... open your hands." He said to me.

I did as he said and he pumped lotion 3 times into my hand.

"Rub your hands..." he stared at me.

I did what he told me to.

"Move your hand on me like this..." he proceeded to show me how to pump my hand on his cock.

"Okay..." I breathed out heavy.

I sat and got close to hit where our private parts were basically next to each other, and I wrapped my hand around on his thick penis. I proceeded to motion my hand the way he told me to.

He started to moan just a little, but first it was heavy breathing.

His cock felt smooth, and stif in my hand. It was long, and thick, I imagined him inside of me, boy I wanted to have sex with him, but I knew I was only horny.

I felt his hand move to my jeans and he unzipped my zipper, and then the button.

My breathing got very heavy, but I continued to pump my hand on his penis.

His hand brushed on my stomach gracefully and then he slowly brushed his hand into my panties.

I let out a little moan, and the light touch of his cold yet warm fingers touching my bare area.
( vagina )

"Ethan..." I moaned just a little.

I felt a warm liquid release onto my hand and I figured ethan ejaculated.

He tucked his cock into his underwear after he came, and then moved ontop of my body, he smiled into my eyes, and asked me.

"Are you sure you want me to finger you?" He asked.

I stayed silent.

He stared into my eyes, while he put his 3 fingers on my clit and rubbed softly.

"Hnm." I moaned a little.

"Ethan. Not yet." I said to him.

Realizing this will lead to sex.

"Thought So." He said.
And he moved off my body and layed next to me.

"I'm sorry... I'm nervous." I said feeling the slightest guilt because I asked him to.

"No don't be, whenever you're ready, I'll teach you." He said. And he looked at me and smiled.

Ethan was so sweet and the least judgmental.
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End of chapter seven (7)