“Condoms.”
“We don’t need them,” she panted. “I’m on the pill, been on it since I turned seventeen. Remember?”
If I was excited before, knowing I was going to fuck Frankie raw was enough to make me cry. I reached down, fisted my cock, pumped my hand up and down twice, coating myself in pre-cum. I pressed the head against Frankie’s soaking wet folds and ran it up and down against her. She twitched, I grinned.
“You like that, Cherry?” I moved my face back to hers. “You like when I play with this pussy?”
Her eyes rolled back as she bobbed her head, too focused on what I was making her feel to pay attention to my words.
I swallowed as I looked down. I bit my lip as I lined my cock up, but instead of watching myself sink into her hot, wet pussy, I looked at Frankie’s face instead. Our eyes were locked as I moved my hips forward and slowly slid inside of her. Her face was flushed, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, but my fear of hurting her went out of the window when her legs wrapped around my waist and she used them to pull my hips forward, forcing me to sink all the way into her.
“Risk.”
My eyes rolled back and my teeth sunk into my lower lip as euphoria consumed me. I had imagined every which way of having sex with Frankie and I knew it would feel incredible, but I never thought of just how incredible it would be. I felt like I couldn’t move. I was so aware of every sensation that if a breeze blew over my balls, I’d likely come. I opened my eyes and focused on Frankie. She was in the tight clutch of desire, looking at me like I’d just hung the moon for her.
“Are you okay?” My voice sounded pained to my own ears. “Tell me the truth.”
“I feel no pain,” she hummed, her hands sliding up my arms to my neck then to my hair. “This is how I knew it would be. This is perfect.”
I agreed with her wholeheartedly.
“Please don’t hate me if I come too soon.” I realised my body was shaking. All I wanted to do was thrust in and out of Frankie’s body. “I don’t think I can hold back, you feel . . . it’s too much.”
Frankie’s grin was almost Cheshire Cat-like as she shifted her hips, drawing a groan from me.
“Cherry, please.”
“Cherry,” she mused. “You always called me that because of my hair colour, now you can add popping my cherry to the list of reasons why.”
I leaned down and snagged her lower lip with my teeth; her eyes gleamed with a challenge and then, before I knew it, Frankie nudged me onto my side then she rolled on top of me. Somehow, I never slipped from her body.
“Babe,” I hissed as she sunk down, taking the length of me. “Are you sure?”
“Is there a rule that for our first time you need to be on top?”
“What?” I shook my head. “No, but – fuck!”
Frankie rose up and down on my cock and I almost lost it then and there. I shifted my hips, almost bracing myself against what she was going to do to me as I placed one hand on her tiny waist and the other on her breast. She licked her lips, grabbed my forearms and kept eye contact with me as she slowly began to ride me. Instantly, my toes curled as I tried to force my body to remain absolutely still.
I understood in that moment why people became addicted to sex.
The raw pleasure that filled my body took over everything. My mind, my senses, my will to do anything other than come was insane. I lowered my eyes from Frankie’s stunning, pleasure-filled face so I could watch my cock slide in and out of her pussy. I had gotten off to this visual of what that could look like over the past three years and, now that it was happening, I was happy to say that reality completely outdid everything my imagination conjured up, because fuck.
“Yes,” I hissed. “Ride me, baby. Fuck me.”
I bucked my hips up to meet hers as she slammed down on me and we both made sounds I couldn’t describe. That was the flip of the switch on slow sex and almost instantly the pace changed and Frankie was riding me, fucking me, like there was no tomorrow. I had no defence against her, she had me completely and utterly at her mercy and I loved every single second of it.
“Fr-Frankie.” I panted. “I’m gonna come.”
“Yes.” She slammed down. “Come inside me. Fill me up.”
Christ.
I moved both of my hands to her waist, squeezed tight and drilled my hips up into hers. She clenched around me and threw her head back. I was trying to look everywhere at once. Her face, her tits, her body, my cock slamming in her pussy. My senses were entirely overloaded with Frankie and when I locked eyes with her, I knew I was about to come. My lips parted as what felt like static electricity pinched my balls as they drew up tight. I groaned as the built-up pressure released and my cum shot out in spurts from my body to the inside of Frankie’s. The sensation of bliss was so strong, I thought I might have blacked out for a second.
When I was spent, I was more satisfied and relaxed than I had ever been in my life. I closed my eyes and audibly thanked God for his method of reproduction. Frankie’s laughter made my softening dick twitch inside her body. She lay her still-trembling body on my chest and brushed her soft lips against mine. I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds as I lifted my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Frankie,” I opened my eyes and looked at her. “I love you.”
She nuzzled her nose to mine.
“I love
