showed me I was desirable, even to him.
I remember m y heart was pounding. My chest heaved. His delicate kisses against my mouth made me gush in my knickers.
The fi rst time was, okay. In a drunken haze, we both just needed to get some. Alex was on top, me on the kitchen lino, and it just didn't seem to really have any rhythm. It was very mechanical. We didn't really know whether to enjoy it or not, but it was not as horrific as I may have sometimes imagined. We had a cup of tea afterwards and sobered up.
A lex was a good kisser and looked after his body very well. I was so lucky to have him as my first. On our second attempt, he took me to bed. He sat me on the edge of the mattress, naked, and held his arms around me, finding solace against my womanly figure.
“ Women would kill for these boobs.”
I giggled, so shy of his admiration, and tried to hide them with my arms. He prised my limbs away and held their silken majesty in his hands, rubbing his thumbs over the nipples gently. With each stroke, I became more aroused. No man had ever touched them before. His mouth met the bright-pink, velvety flesh and he moaned, I cried out, and threw my head back. So gently, he tugged and pulled on my nipples, with such worshipfulness. It was so erotic having a man enjoy what was daily hidden and unused.
“ Lay back,” he told me, huskily.
I felt the cool cotton of Alex's duvet beneath me and pushed my head into the mattress. I stretched my arms out above myself, closing my eyes. The burn between my legs ached.
“Relax, let yourself be taken.”
I was reluctant but he broke open my thighs, placed my feet on the edge of the bed, and stared at what stayed hidden between my legs daily to o. His hands reached up, stroked my breasts, and he told me, “You're magnificent.”
I lay back, eyes closed. I didn't know how to react. The tip of his tongue trailed up and down my vulva, teasing out what was hidden. I moaned and no longer felt naked. I was, connected. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Patches of my body tingled with heat and I let go of any anxieties I'd previously had.
“ Oh yes,” I whined. He broke off and threw my legs over his immaculate shoulders, surely my most favourite part of him. He kissed the satiny flesh on the insides of my thighs, enjoying that which had never been touched. I begged, “Please kiss me down there again, Alex.”
“ I will, in a minute. I'm enjoying these rare fillets at the moment,” he goaded, biting my inner thighs centimetre by centimetre. The sight of his arm muscles made me turn to jelly.
“ No, please, I need you to…”
He moved up the bed, his cock engorged again, and I yelped. I thought he was going to penetr ate me. I was so disappointed when he didn't. Instead, he ministered to my breasts, licking and chewing, sucking and teasing. I shouted and screamed, calling him all the names under the sun. He loved it. He kissed my mouth with violence, pressing his avaricious tongue inside. He moved back down the bed. His arms around my thighs again, he yanked me toward him, so that my bottom almost hung off the end of the bed. He held me there, suspended, bringing my groin right up toward his mouth.
The tip of his tongue, again, trailed around my outer folds. My pelvic area was hot and something that felt like a pulse was already driving me wild. He was drawing what fluids had already been secreting into his mouth and tasting them, enjoying them.
“ Charlotte, you're sexy as hell.”
“ Stop teasing me!”
“ Stop ruining it, you'll see…”
His tongue dove a little deeper, tickling my rouge nub, for what might have only been a matter of seconds. I threw my head back, furious, desperate, declaring, “I need your tongue in my pussy, Alex!”
With that co mmand, he groaned and shouted, “She's arrived! My little vixen.”
He buried his tongue between my slit with force and started fucking me with his greedy, devouring mouth, pulling my lips open with his fingers.
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