My First

Introduction

I lay on my bed unsure of what to do, he apparently notice and took me out of my misery, guiding me as to what to do.

In one swift move he rids me of my short, yellow, sleeping pants, and my purple lace undies.

"You expect this to happen with your legs closed." He said.

I didn't even realize. Opening them slowly, I lay back on his pillow blushing, placing my hands over my eyes to hid my embarrassment. Thank heavens that the lights are off.
My face are about to explode from blushing so much.

All I can see throughout the bedroom are the shadows of my body laying down as straight as a soldier and his beautiful muscular figure above mines.

The moonlight as the only source of light, cast a shadow on his perfect jawline, creating fifty shades of blue upon his curly, dark brown locks.

He's so perfect.

Shifting his position, he places himself above my entrance, drawing closer to the beginning of my privates.

Am I really going through with this? Is this really happening?

A millions thought running through my head within the millisecond of my anticipating of his movements.

I wonder what it will feel like? Does it hurt the way people say sex hurt for you first time?

"What are you thinking about?" He asked interrupting my thoughts.

"Nothing!." I reply quickly, maybe a bit too quick.

"You know I know you better than that. Beside you always bite ur lips when ur in deep thoughts." He whispered.

Darn it! It's true. I always bite my lips when I'm thinking and I am thinking about him.
I'm thinking about what he was about to do to me.

A tingle sensation sent my thoughts running for the hill as it consumed my body.

"Fuck!" Was all I could whisper.

"That feels good."

They warm wetness from his tongue on my clit was all I needed to reassure me that i want this.

Him being as experienced as he so often and proudly claims to be, wasted no time. He immediately got to work, flicking that wonderful tongue of his,up and down in the a perfect rhythm.

Kissing a sucking as he works his magic.

A gasp escapes my lips.

"Did I hurt you?" His eyes are full of concerned.

"No. Keep going."

"Don't forget that our parents are just down the hall. We have to try not to make any noise." He reminded me.

Oh shit! I honestly forgot everything about our parents. If my mom only caught me now I would be dead.

He resumed pleasuring me.

Making circular motions with his experienced tongue. Slowly gliding towards my entrance and stopped, causing me to abruptly open my eyes in confusion.
Looking down at his shadow cast, heavenly features, I bite my lips.

When did I close my eyes? Why did he stop? He is simply Devine.

Bracing himself on his elbows.

He looks down at me in awe and mischief in his eyes, which just so happened to be my own pleasurable desire, before glancing back up at me.

Realization hitting me hard. Wait! Was he asking for permission before going any further?

This simple act just made me love..wait, did I just say Love? You know what, yes! I do LOVE this beautiful soul.

With a slight nod of my head, which seemed to be all he needed before he dived back into his sea of pleasurement.
Once again his tongue began making circular motions, starting from my clit moving downwards.

Slowly his tongue enters, causing my back to arch controllably. My eyes disappeared to the back of my head as if trying to see my thoughts.

It was an unusual feeling but in this moment his tongue felt as though it belong inside me.

A slow gasp escapes my lips as I grasps the bedsheet on both sides of the bed.

Attempting to look down on this amazing person, and seeing this sight, literally takes my breath away.

There he lay, down there!,with that experienced tongue, working for my benefit, as well as his own.

Closing my eyes once more I feel his hands grip my thighs, securing me from moving.

I glance down at him again, only to find him returning my gaze, staring at me with piercing eyes.

Holding a mini staring contest, neither person wants to look away first.

He really is the most beautiful human being that I have had the privilege to lay my eyes on.

It's such a petty that he's not mines.