The Quickie Chronicles - First

This is part two.

I managed to avoid him for a whole month.  Of course there was still the frequent AIMs and such, but I avoided his physical presence.

Not to say that every other message I received from him didn't remind me that he had already seen me naked or that I knew I wanted it.  He did have a point, both these things were true.  But I wasn't ready.

Hell, the night I found myself making that walk again, I wasn't ready.  But, oh well.  I wasn't gonna turn 19 and still be a virgin. Nope. Hell naw!!! LOL.

So, here I am, standing in his doorway in all my viginesque glory, ready to be deflowered.  We sit on his bed and pretend to watch TV.  Comicview this time.  (Lawd, I'm aging myself with this, huh?)  He starts nibbling on my neck. I have flashbacks of the last time.  He doesn't.

He takes off my bra, and gives both of my no feeling having ass breast more attention then they deserve.  Kissing and licking and sucking.  My nipples naturally react and I wonder how.  I bite my lip and make the fake moans I feel should go with this act.

He bit the same spot right under my rib.  My back arched.  He bit me next to my navel.  My back arched more violently.  He bit my hipbone and I all but sat up.

He took to pillows off the bed and put them under his knees, then knelt down on them.  The whole while I'm looking at him like wtf... He spreads my thighs apart, then my lips, then his lips find my button.

I inhale deeply because I am truly not expecting this.  He places my clit in between the gap in his teeth and works me out,  He holds my thighs down as my legs thrash about violently around his neck.  I experienced my first orgasm that night.

"You came?"  All I could do was nod frantically.  "You never did that before huh?"  My head shakes just as frantically.  "Come here."

I slid down to the bottom of the bed.  He stands up in front of me, and just looks down.  Almost like he was saying "my turn!"  I undid his belt buckle, his button and zipper, and watched his pants drop.  I frantically pulled his underwear down too.  And there it was.  My first penis.  I have yet to see another penis that beautifully chocolate since.

I licked the slit and hoped to remember everything my friends told me about the art of fellatio.  I slowly took more and more of him into my mouth.  I was working my tongue like crazy trying to figure out what exactly it's suppose to be doing, find a rhythm.  He just grunts and says shit while holding the back of my neck. "You done this before."

"No."  I don't even take him out my mouth to respond.

"Damn.  Seem like you have.  You good at this."  His comment gives me a boast in confidence, and I commence to suck his dick like a porn star.  When I really start getting into it, he stops me.  He gets up and gets a condom.  He looks at me. "You sure about this?"  I nod.

He puts the condom on and tells me to lay down.  I comply.  He pushes my knees up and spreads my legs.  He puts in the tip.  I hiss. He stops.  "You ok?"

"Yea."  Fuck no!  This shit hurts.  Can you move it?  He inches in more.  I hiss again.

"Want me to keep going?  You sure you ok?"  I just nod as he pushes the rest of himself in me.  The hard part is over, I thought.  Then he starts moving.  There is still a slight discomfort, but a warm sensation takes over me.  I begin to feel the need to match his every thrust.  I bit me lip, I close my eyes, and let out my first genuine moan.  He takes my legs and pushes them over my head.  I look to my sides and see my kneecaps.  I'm surprised that this is even physically possible.  I don't have much time to think about that as I continue to moan and he continues to thrust.

I got a good introduction to all the phases of missionary that night.  I went back for another lesson as soon as I could.