Chapter 6

6

MAC

" N o one's ever touched you here?" I asked as my thumb skimmed her nipple.

She'd said she was a virgin, but that didn't mean she hadn't messed around with a guy. Happened all the time. In fact, I'd dated a couple of what we called "everything but" girls back in my adolescence. For whatever reason, they thought sex should wait for marriage, but they'd do everything else. And I did mean everything .

"No," she said.

She was full-on straddling me now, my cock jutting up toward her belly as we continued to kiss. She moaned as I ran my hands over her waist, then her hips. I had to force myself to go slowly.

When her hand settled around my cock, I just about lost it. She immediately began stroking way too fast. Finally, I pulled away from the kiss.

"You're going to make me come too soon," I said, looking down at the water. "Do me a favor. Stand up."

Her eyes widened, and she looked down at the water just as I had seconds ago. "Stand up?"

I nodded, but she wasn't looking at my face. She seemed to see my nod anyway. Or maybe she just figured the answer was yes. Either way, she put a hand on each of my shoulders and pushed herself to her feet.

When she started to move away, I put a hand on her leg to stop her. "Spread a little wider," I commanded.

"Oh," she said.

Was that when she realized what I had planned for her? My guess was yes. It should've been no mystery, but she was new to all of this. She wouldn't know what to expect. And that made it all the more exciting for me.

Still in a seated position, I centered my body between her legs and stroked her with my thumb as she threw her head back and gasped. She hadn't seen anything yet.

I slid a finger inside her at the same time I moved my tongue over her, flicking her clit once, twice, then three, four, and five times. I took a long pause between each flick, gauging her reaction.

"Oh my God," she said "Mac."

Adrenaline coursed through me at the sound of my name crossing her lips. Even better, when I looked up, she had a hand on each of her breasts and was moving her fingers over them just as I'd done earlier. Had I taught her that particular pleasure point? I sure hoped so.

I picked up the pace, moving my finger in and out of her as I slid my tongue over her clit in a rhythm. Her legs started trembling, so I kept my left hand on her hip, hoping to provide at least a little support.

"Don't stop," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just like that. Keep going. Oh yes, yes, yes, yes !"

Her voice increased in volume until the final yes was practically a scream. It echoed through the afternoon air, no doubt carrying to anyone who happened to be in the vicinity. We were so far away from civilization, that was doubtful. Nature was likely the only eavesdropper.

"Wow," she said as I moved my other hand to her hip, steadying her on both sides.

Whether it was her legs collapsing or voluntary, she was soon on her knees. That meant she was straddling me again so I could wrap my arms around her.

"That's why people like sex so much," she said.

"That's part of it, yes."

She smiled at me. "And you're going to show me the rest."

"Right now," I said. "But I don't have protection. I can pull out if?—"

"I'm on the pill. Have been for a couple of years. I just wanted to…you know, be prepared."

I nodded. "Totally get it."

"Can I touch?"

Her question surprised me. It was followed by her gaze dropping to my cock. Just when I thought my dick couldn't get any harder, it jumped to attention, like a benched football player, finally getting tossed into the game.

"If you want me to hold out until you come again, we need to work on getting you turned on first," I said.

Her smile seemed to take on a mischievous quality. "Touching you does turn me on."

Both hands were around me, stacked, as she watched with fascination. I closed my eyes and did everything I could to take my mind off what was happening. At the same time, I found her clit again and began massaging it.

It would be so easy to just give up and let her jerk me off, but I didn't want to come that way. No, I had to be inside her. I just wanted to make sure she was warmed up first to reduce that first-time pain as much as possible.

"Mmm," she hummed.

Her hips began moving. She liked what I was doing to her, so I focused on that, but I still couldn't open my eyes. Seeing her turned me on, only making it harder to hold out.

When she suddenly moved off me, my eyes finally popped open. I wasn't sure what she was doing. But then I saw her positioning herself above me, my erection parting her folds. She moved her hands to my shoulders again, bracing herself as she lowered her body onto mine, my tip inching deeper and deeper as her tight pussy enveloped me.

I expected it to become even harder to hold out, but instead, concern for her took over all my senses. I didn't want to hurt her. It was the last thing I wanted to do. As she gritted her teeth and squeezed my shoulders, though, it was clear that was exactly what I was doing.

"Look at me," I said.

Our eyes met and held, and in that stare, I did everything I could to let her know she'd always be safe with me. And whatever obstacles we had to move past in life, we'd do it together.

When her eyes slowly drifted shut and her jaw relaxed, I knew the pain was easing. Maybe just a little, but at least we were making progress in pushing past the toughest part of her losing her virginity.

I tried not to, but I couldn't stop looking at her. Water sloshed around us as she moved up and down on me, eyes closed, lips lightly parted. I could stare at her for days.

Surprisingly, focusing on how beautiful she was helped take my mind off my own pleasure, at least temporarily. And that was exactly what I needed to do to hold out just a little longer.

The movements of my thumb over her clit sped up as she bounced faster and faster on my cock. "Oh fuck," she cried out.

That brought a smile to my face. She didn't seem like the type of person who cussed a lot. That told me she was so caught up in what we were doing that words were just spilling from her mouth. I liked the idea that I could turn her on so much she lost control of her words.

She finally stilled, marking my cue to let go. My plan was to focus my attention on those gorgeous tits. But when I saw her looking at me, my gaze was drawn to her face. As our eyes met, I felt a connection that I never expected, not in a million years.

And that was what drove me over the edge. I came with a grunt, biting my tongue to remain quiet, even though I'd already acknowledged there was probably no one around for miles.

When we were both spent, I pulled her into my arms, holding her in the water as birds chirped and the wind rustled the trees. This was the perfect day. The best thing about it was that I knew it was the first of many perfect days.