Terry and Cerise sat on the couch
in the den, with only the lamplight outside casting hazy shadows in the dark
room. For sure they’d be getting back
together now, right? It seemed weird to
ask. Terry wanted to kiss her or
something but felt nervous about it.
Fortunately she made the first move and reached up to stroke his
neck. He leaned down and kissed her.
She tasted
like toothpaste and smelled like fruit.
It was a bit difficult to touch her with his hands all taped up but he
managed to push them under her flannel pajama top and his fingers danced up her
spine. Her hands ran down his chest and
into his boxers. Nice.
She
completely took the lead, pushing him down and then pulling off his
boxers. She took off her pajama pants
but left her top on and straddled him.
Was this seriously happening? He
knew it had been the right decision to move in with Cerise!
Cerise had
no idea what she was doing. Or rather,
she knew what she wanted to do but not really how to go about it. Was it completely slutty to just push him
down like that and take off his shorts so unceremoniously? This situation wasn’t exactly romantic but
with her mom and sisters upstairs they couldn’t exactly take their time.
She tried
to wiggled him into her but it didn’t work so she took his penis by the hand to
guide him in. Still didn’t work. What was she supposed to do? He probably thought she was a complete
idiot! But she’d only ever done this
once before and didn’t really know if there was a specific technique she was
supposed to use.
“Just,
maybe, spit on it a bit,” Terry suggested gently.
Feeling
embarrassed but determined she got off of him and knelt on the floor, taking
him into her mouth just long enough to get him lubricated. Then she got back on top and he slid inside
easily. Ok, wow, that kind of, well, not
hurt exactly, but it wasn’t really the most pleasant thing either. She gasped and shifted, trying to make it
more comfortable. Terry held her hips as
best he could with his oven-mitt paws.
He moved
his hips and thrust into her gently and she moved around until it started to
feel good. Soon enough they found a
rhythm and it was actually pretty fun. She’d
mostly kept her eyes closed up to now but she opened them and looked down,
finding him staring up at her with a goofy smile on his face.
She giggled
and he asked what was funny.
“I dunno,
this is just like, weird I guess.”
“It’s not
weird, it’s awesome,” he said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her
down into an embrace. They kissed and he
nibbled her neck. Wow, that felt
good. She licked behind his ear and he
held her tight. “Shit, I almost came
right there,” he whispered.
“I want you
to come!”
“Not yet,”
he chuckled.
They
stopped suddenly when they heard a creaking sound coming from upstairs. Frozen in place they both cocked their heads
sideways. Nothing happened and they
giggled softly and kept going.
She straightened up and he went
in deep. She gasped and clutched at his
shirt, pulling it off and tossing it aside.
She scratched his chest and he squeezed her butt with his swollen
fingers. Finally he came; she could tell
because she actually felt him pulsing inside her.
“We didn’t
use a condom,” he whispered.
“I’m on the
pill, remember?”
“Right,” he
nodded. “Um, is there Kleenex, or, can
you reach my shirt?”
Staying on
top of him she leaned to the side and reached for the shirt. He held on to her legs and they both giggled
as she wobbled around. She gave him the
shirt and he stuck it under her as she pulled away. She felt the goop pour out of her and onto
him. Gross.
“Ok, well,
I’d better go,” she said.
“But you
didn’t… you know, finish. I can finger
you or something,” he offered.
“No, I
gotta go.” She wiped up a bit with his
now yucky t-shirt and then pulled her pants back on. Leaning down to give him one last kiss she
whispered into his ear. “I love you.”
“I love you
too,” he grinned, pulling her into a tight hug.
She giggled
and wiggled loose, skipping back upstairs to pee and clean herself up some
more. When she got back to bed she
smiled to herself, happy because she felt like this was her real first time and
that incident with Tom didn’t really count.
Now she was like the other girls in school, sexually active with her
boyfriend and not weirded out by it.
They were back together, right?
They hadn’t discussed it, but it was obvious, right? She hoped Terry hadn’t interpreted this
sexcapade as like, reinforcement for his bad behaviour. She didn’t want him to think it was ok for
him to beat people up all the time. It
was bad enough he did it in hockey, he shouldn’t do it in real life too.
Oh gross,
she was totally leaking. She could feel
the semen oozing out of her. Hadn’t she
cleaned it all out? How long was this
gonna last? So nasty. No wonder people used condoms. Or maybe next time she could ask him to pull
out. Next time! Oh my god, she’d totally just had sex!!!
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