I feel his tongue slide further down and enter and exit the deepest, most intimate part of me. Everything feels so good, and it’s like my body is on fire. I have no idea how long he’s down there before he comes up, his chin shiny and glistening from my wetness. I’m instantly turned on even more and seize his face, pulling him in for a kiss so passionate that I think it takes him by surprise. I roll over so I’m on top of him and start pulling at his clothes. I can tell he’s hard, and his erection springs up as soon as I slide his pants over his strong thighs.
It’s big. So big, in fact, that I’m unsure that I can take it for my first time. But I want it, and I don’t want to look like a beginner. What do I do?
“Put it in your mouth, sweetheart,” Brady rasps, blue eyes flaring. “Give it a kiss and a lick.”
Obediently, I wrap my lips around him and watch him groan with the same delight I just experienced. I work my mouth up and down him, playing with the tip with my tongue. I reach under and squeeze his balls, causing him to moan a little more in pleasure.
Brady looks down at me and I look directly at him as I take more of him into my mouth. I know what he must see: a luscious, curvy vixen on her knees, her big eyes so innocent even as her mouth is stuffed full of cock. Sure enough, it’s seconds before he pulls me up and sits me on top of him. His shaft probes my damp folds.
“Ahhh,” I moan, throwing my head back. “It’s so big!”
“I know, sweetheart,” he pants. “But you’re very wet. You can take it.”
Sure enough, soon I’m fully seated on him, our bodies connected deeply. The sensation is agonizing, yet so pleasurable too. Brady takes his time with me, slowly pumping up and down. It’s a little painful, but I feel so full and warm that nothing else matters.
He starts moving faster, pulling me down on top of him so that the thrusts are more forceful. My breasts start bouncing freely as he grips my ass. Then, Brady loses control and starts slamming into me from beneath my curvy form. We both cry out in pleasure, unaware of the party still happening below us.
Then, he rolls me over, putting my knees on my shoulders. He enters me once again, pausing as I wince in pain.
“Are you okay?” he rasps.
“Yes,” I whisper, smiling. “I’m fantastic.”
Slowly, he pumps in and out of me. I feel a wave coming over me and a heat rush to my face. He goes faster and deeper, making my breasts bounce uncontrollably on my chest. He grips them and continues driving into me, speeding up and becoming more forceful with each stroke. He goes faster and faster until the wave breaks, and my legs start shaking uncontrollably on his shoulders. My whole body feels like it’s seizing and I’m overwhelmed with pleasure.
My climax brings him over the edge, and Brady lets out a roar as he fills me with his warm liquid. He’s panting hard and collapses on top of me. We both lay there, a mess of sweat, sex and love.
He looks at me, his blue eyes like an ocean that I can dive into.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had, sweetheart,” he says. “You were amazing. I had to stop myself from coming several times,” he growls in my ear. “Could you tell?”
I smile, feeling sated and so womanly. “No, but I feel the same way. I’m so glad you were my first and I’ve never felt this good before. I could do this with you over and over again. Forever.”
He pushes a piece of sweaty hair, matted to my forehead, out of my face.
“Me too.” He kisses me gently, then stands, sliding out of me and leaving me with a void. He grabs my shower towel hanging up on the wall.
“Sweetheart, you’re dripping my fluids. Let me take care of you.” He takes the towel and gently wipes at the warm liquid running down my leg. I sit up, shocked at the intimacy, even as Brady carefully cleans my used sex.
“You are so beautiful, Susie Monroe,” the soldier murmurs, cupping my breasts and pulling me in for another kiss. We savor one another, but then he pulls back. “Let’s get you back to the party before we get something else started.”
I nod in agreement. Marcella is only going to be able to keep my parents distracted for so long. We stand up and he quickly slides on his boxers and uniform. Then he finds my panties and helps me get dressed. As he slides them back on, he kisses up and down my legs gently, as if I’m made of the most delicate porcelain. Then he finds my bra and clips it in place, readjusting my breasts to make sure they’re snug and secure.