He rubs up and down while I lose my mind. I stiffen, whimpering as heat bursts inside me.
“You alright?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”
“Let’s remove these,” he murmurs, sliding my panties off. Climbing on top of me, he frowns, “This might hurt, seeing as it’s your first time.”
I throw my arms around his neck, staring into his eyes as I prepare myself, my legs wrapping around his narrow hips. Little by little he pushes his thick cock inside me. I wince on account of him being right. It does hurt, but pleasure is mixed with the pain, and he keeps checking on me to make sure it’s not too much.
A whole conversation is silently taking place and when I finally close my eyes to help myself relax, our bodies start to move as if we were meant to do this all along.
46
JERALD
T he way May feels in my arms.
How good she smells.
How willing she was to touch me.
Hold me.
“I never wanna let you go, either, May,” I groan as we rock, my hips opening hers, my cock buried deep. Pressure is building in my cock. She kisses me and I nibble her tongue before devouring her.
“How do you feel, baby?”
“Hot all over!”
“Do you think you might come again?”
“What do you mean?”
“That feeling you had, when I touched you.”
“Oh, then yes! Yes!”
That rattles my brain and everything else I’ve got. She’s gripping my back, her legs wrapped around me. Her sweet and salty little peach is so tight my eyes are rolling back in my head. On the submarine I fantasized about being inside her, being her first. Being her one and only for the rest of her life.
One of my knees is bent to aid my hips, and my arms are smashed around her, the mattress swaying. The hook on her brassiere is digging into my wrist, but who gives a damn? I hope it scars me for life so I always remember this.
I feel my sack tighten, heat pressurizing every vein. “May!” She whimpers and I feel her walls clamp around my cock, over and over. I groan and join her in ecstasy, kissing like wild and losing our damn minds.
The pulses slow, and I collapse, panting, “I love you.”
She’s breathless, too. “I loved you the first time I saw you!”
Rising up to prop myself on my elbow so I can look at her, I smirk, “You always faint when you fall in love?”
She reaches up to play with the loose locks of my hair. “Dunno. Never been in love before.”
My heart feels that, deepening my voice with sincerity, smirk gone as I ask, “You want to have children?”
She nods, “Mmhmm.”
“How many?”
“Lots!” she grins. “A big family!”
“Lots it is.”
I start to get up for a towel and notice blood on the blanket. “Uh oh, how’re we going to hide that?”
She looks at it with me, confused. “What happened?!”
“That’s from your first time, as far as I gather. One of the guys told me this happened to him. It’s never been my experience, so I didn’t bring us a towel. Damn! Now, what’re we gonna do?”
She asks, looking scared, “Are you mad?”
Realizing my error, I reach for her face, slide my fingers down it. “No, baby. That’s not why I’m swearing. It’s just we told Walter that we were married. If we were, tonight wouldn’t have been your first time, see?”
Perking up, she offers, “Maybe we got married today!”
“The story was we just got back from Norfolk.”
“Then we got married in Norfolk!”
“I don’t think it’s going to fly. If we had just gotten married today, we would’ve been more excited about it. We’d have included it in our story.”
“Oh,” she whispers, deflated.
Grabbing my coat, “I’ll be right back,” I hold it in front of me and peek into the hall. Nobody here.
Quick strides to the shared washroom and I’m soon rinsing off in the sink, swearing under my breath at getting us in this jam. I grab a couple towels, wet one and take a gander at my reflection.
Well now.
These lips sure are raw.
A grin spreads and snaps me back to what’s most important. I return to my future wife without anyone seeing me, shut the door, and stroll on up in no hurry.
“What did you see? Was there someone out there? Why are you smiling like that?” I bend down and use the wetted towel to clean her. She stares at me, voice quieting to ask, “Do you want me to? I don’t mind!”
“I like doing it.”
“Why are you so relaxed all of a sudden?”
Toweling her inner thighs I say, “On account of you’re here with me, and what we just did. And what we’re doing tomorrow. And the next day. And the next day. And the next day.”
She laughs, and lies back, letting me bathe her like this. I scoot her round bottom over and put a dry towel atop the stain. It doesn’t do much, so I open a couple closets. “Hot dog! Found us a fresh set!”
We redress the bed, enjoying the fact that we’re naked.
Except for this damn bra.
“Why is this thing still
