Their First Time by Lena Lucas

7

McKenzie

The sheets smelled like him and turned me on even more.

I’ve never felt this way, and I never will. He’s the only one for me.

He covered me with his big, hard body then buried his face in the crook of my neck. He ran the tip of his nose up the length of my throat, and I heard him inhale deeply.

He said in a low voice, “You smell like mine.” Landon pulled back and instantly took possession of my mouth again, dragging his tongue along mine and causing so many sensations to pass through my body I didn't feel like myself. And that was in the best possible way.

“God,” I breathed out, feeling lightheaded from the way he made me feel.

He moved his mouth down my neck to lick at my pulse that beat frantically right below my ear.

“That feels so good.”

He groaned, and the vibrations on my throat went right to my clit.

“Say that again.” He growled out the demand as he cupped one of my breasts.

“You make me feel so good, Landon.”

“Mmm.” He continued to thrust gently against my pussy, dry humping me, his cock slipping against my soaked pussy, my lips framing his length.

The room spun from my arousal, from the new, strange, and wondrous emotions he conjured in me. He did wicked things to my nipple with his mouth, his teeth nipping at my flesh before his tongue lapped at the peak.

He had his thumb and forefinger on the tip next, tweaking my nipple before rubbing it between his fingers. The blood rushed to the surface, and I arched for him. It felt so good; he felt so good, and he knew just the right place to touch me, to stroke me from the inside out, that lit me up faster than pouring gasoline on an open fire.

I focused on how toned he was, how the muscular lines of his very male body fit perfectly against my softer, curvier female ones.

A low rumble left him, and he flattened his tongue at the base of my throat and dragged it up slowly. When he leaned back, I opened her eyes, not realizing I’d closed them. The pleasure just… consumed me.

He was pushing back into me, stretching me, filling me up until no place was untouched by him.

“Watch me,” he ground out and pulled back, and I had to find the strength to look at his cock that was half lodged in my body.

“You see what you do to me?” His dick glistened with my pussy cream, the light from the glow of the moon outside casting this glow along his form.

He pushed back into me, and I swore I felt the way my pussy lips hugged his length. He cupped one bared breast, rolled the nipple between his thumb and index finger, and moved to the next. Landon did this repeatedly while continuing to press into me and retreat.

Press into me and retreat.

I spread my legs even wider so he could settle his hips between them fully, so he could get as far and deep as our bodies allowed. The air left me when all of his weight pressed me into the mattress. Seconds later, he braced himself on his forearms by my head and lifted his upper body partially up. He never took his gaze from me.

His thrusts were languid, as if he were savoring this moment. He lowered his face and pressed his mouth against mine, barely touching me. “I want to lick your pussy, baby. I want to lick you until you come all over my face, until you're pulling at my hair because you just can’t control yourself,” he murmured against my lips, and I arched my back, pressing my breasts into his firm, warm flesh.

I made this wounded animal sound, and then he was pulling out of me and trailing his fingers up and down my pussy, parting my lips and brushing the pads of those digits against my clit. Do it, Landon. Touch me, lick me… kiss me down there.

As if he heard my thoughts, he trailed his lips down my body and stopped when he got between my thighs. My chest heaved as I watched him, the shadows playing over us, but I still saw him so clearly.

His warm breath brushed along my slit, and I practically felt his unrestrained desire. It poured off him and saturated me.

“God.” Neck arching, hands fisting into the sheets, and my breath leaving me violently, I stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, trying to gather some kind of control.

When he ran the tip of his tongue along the opening of my pussy, a tremor worked its way through me. He moved his tongue up my cleft, circled my clit until I was thrashing my head back and forth, and dragged the muscle back down to my pussy hole. Then he slowly penetrated me there.

He hummed in approval, and groaned out, “Fuck, I knew you’d taste like this, so sweet. So mine.” He took his thumbs, pulled my pussy lips apart, and then he feasted on me. His grunts fueled my desire and sent shocks of vibrations to my core.

I was close to coming again. I tensed, trying to hold off the inevitable, because I didn’t want this to end, but it was no use. He wrung every last ounce of pleasure from me until I writhed beneath him, for him.

“Landon. Landon. Landon…” I said his name over and over again like it was my mantra.

“Don’t fight it,” he said with a slightly muffled voice. “Let me taste all of you.” He attacked my pussy with his mouth even harder. “I want you to come so fucking badly.” It was those erotic, dirty words that were my undoing.

I tugged on the short, silky strands of his hair as my climax tore through me. Landon never once stopped licking me, and in fact, he added a thick finger into my body right at the peak of my pleasure.

It was long moments later, when the tremors left me and I lay there sucking in air. He moved up my body, gripped my chin in his hand, and kissed me, forcing me to taste myself on his lips and tongue.

His tongue tangled with mine, and the flavor of me mixed with everything that was Landon invaded my taste buds. His erection was a living entity between my thighs… the hardest part of him. And it was all for me.

I lifted my hips slightly, trying to get him to fuck me again, to slide all those hard, thick inches into my very eager body. And he didn’t make me wait, didn’t make me beg. Landon positioned himself at my entrance once more. The thick head of his cock breached my opening, and that flash of uncomfortable stretching slammed into me again despite him already fucking me, already breaking through my innocence and claiming my virginity.

“Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

I did what he asked and sighed as he settled over me fully.

I wanted to ask how he could work me up to a fever pitch so well and thoroughly, being a virgin as well, but before I could wantonly ask him, Landon was murmuring almost in a fevered haze.

“I’ve thought about this, fantasized about what our first time would be like so many times it’s fucking seared in my brain. It’s been this filthy fucking movie in my head for a year. I jerk off to it… to thoughts of you, McKenzie.” He swallowed, and I heard it. “Every touch, every lick. Every single moan you gave me fueled me on.”

He didn’t tease me anymore, just slammed right into me hard and fast. A gasp of pain and pleasure left me, and I slid up the bed an inch. A mask of ecstasy washed over his face, and I saw the sheen of perspiration as it started to cover his forehead from the strain.

“You’ll never know how good you feel to me, because no fucking words on this planet could describe it, McKenzie.” Dropping his head to the crook of my neck, he started slowly thrusting in and out of me, increasing his speed with every passing second.

He pulled out just enough that the crown of his dick was the only thing lodged in my pussy, and then he slammed back into me. His eyes were closed, the tendons in his neck taut, and his jaw clenched. I remembered the drugged look he wore when he’d been staring at me, and it had my inner muscles clenching around his length.

“You have no idea what I want to do to you, how I want to touch you, kiss you, fuck you.” He shoved deep inside me, and I moved up the bed another inch. His hands were on the mattress beside my head now, and I could see out the corner of my eyes the way he pulled at the sheets, clenching the material in his big fists.

Dipping his head and running the tip of his nose along the shell of my ear, I shivered in response.

He breathed out harshly, his balls slapping my ass as he pushed into me harder than before. Landon stared right in my eyes as if he wanted me to feel what I did to him, as if he willed me to see how much control I actually had.

He pulled out and thrust hard into me again, and a cry of pleasure left me. Landon gripped a chunk of my hair, tilted my head back, and gently bit the side of my throat.

I mewled low as a shockwave of lust filled me.

“Do you want me to slow down, go easy?”

I was already shaking my head before he even finished talking.

At this moment, all I wanted was to get lost in all the new feelings and sensations with the boy I loved.