I’ve got to make her first time special.
It’s so damn hard to remember that she’s a virgin...she’s too sexy, too tempting.
Melody weaves her hands into my hair.
Her fingers slide and tug deliciously at my hair as she arches and curves into me.
She’s not skillful or experienced but her responsiveness more than makes up for it, awkwardly gliding her tongue over mine in an eager attempt to copy my tongue strokes.
She excites me to no end and doesn’t even have to do much.
My aching member is proof of her natural sexual prowess.
She keeps making little throaty moans that push me closer to the edge.
I guide her toward the direction of the bed without breaking the kiss.
I undo her bra clasp just before her back hits the bed. I slip the lacy bra off her and feast my eyes on her sumptuous breasts.
I can barely think or hear anything apart from the roaring sound of the blood in my ears.
I cup both of her breasts in my hands, kneading them in gentle squeezes.
The rhythmic sound of the breathless moan and the raw expression of desire on her face make me impossibly hard.
“Oh, Abram...,” Melody moans softly.
“You’re so beautiful, Melody,” I whisper, sucking gently on her lower lip. I roll the pink bud of her nipple between my fingers and tug a little, enjoying her responsive moan of pleasure. “You’re incredibly sexy. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? Do you know how many times I’ve thought of running my tongue over your nipples and sucking you hard?”
“Why don’t you show me instead of...? Oh, ah! Oh my God!”
Melody screams delightfully when my mouth covers the tip of her breast.
She tugs at the hair on my nape and eagerly arches into my mouth.
I love the feel of her skin in my mouth. I suckle hard on her right nipple while I tease the left between my thumb and index finger.
I’m aroused to a fevered pitch, but I have to make her come.
I want to watch her at the height of passion, and I don’t think I can do that while buried inside of her.
I push one of my hands between her thighs and her legs immediately fell open for me.
I raise my head to look at her as my fingers brush against her entrance. My heart jumps in excitement at how wet she is.
“Damn, Melody...you’re dripping.”
I lower my eyes to her pussy, and I almost die of a heart attack right there.
At least this time, my cause of death wouldn’t be stress but pleasure overdose.
Melody is beautiful. Her pussy looks so soft...all pink and plush.
I’d happily stay buried in her for life.
“Do something, will you? I’m beginning to feel embarrassed,” Melody whispers, drawing my attention to her face.
She looks flushed.