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And I lost it, climaxing all over his member while each thrust added to the immense pleasure of my orgasm and with one final thrust, he pushed himself deep inside me with his release. In the blissful haze, Malachi pulled out and laid next to me on the bed, propping himself up by his elbow. "You're amazing,” he said in a husky tone. His eyes skimming over the curves of my bare body. "You're not too bad yourself," I say shyly, unsure if I should expose my secret, but it’s too late now. "I need to tell you something, Malachi," I say hesitantly, unsure of how he’ll react. "What’s that Luna?" he asks, laying back on the bed beside me with his eyes closed. "That was my first time," I say reluc

She whimpers somewhat but it's replaced by moans of pleasure as I drive her to her edge with every thrust in her sweet tight honey pot while I keep rubbing her nub until we both explode in a lava of ecstasy and pleasure! "Are you okay sweetie, did it hurt a lot?" I whisper softly in her ear. "It hurts a little but not too much John, thank you, it was....i feel...amazing! You are amazing and I love you John!" "Love you too kitten!" I said while coming down from my high and then we both fell asleep in each other's arms on my bed, our body's, souls, needs and craving desires satisfied!. The next morning I woke up to her beautiful sleepy face and I looked at her and I remember our first night

Before I know it, she's under the sheets beside me, her eyes shining with curiosity. “Come on, Mera,” she presses. “Tell me. Did you sleep with him?” “Yeah,” I admit. “He popped my cherry.” “Was it good?” She asks instantly. I chuckle, a little embarrassed about sharing my first sexual experience with her, even though she tells me everything about hers without shame. “I guess so,” I shrug. “It was painful at first, then it got better.” A lot better. I was almost pushing him off me before I started writhing beneath him, begging for more.

“I’m sorry Ma'am, Don't worry, when it's morning you will compare a night with me and the night with all your exes,” “I don't have exes, I only dated one guy my entire life and we just broke up,” she said indifferently, I leisurely collapsed on my couch, taking off my shoes. “Wow, that's nice, there's a lot we share in common because Melinda was my first too, I went as far as learning how to please a woman from specialists, so I could make her feel good, I did all the nasty things with her, she enjoyed everything, but I was not her first but it didn't matter to me, because I was in love with her,”

she whispered and cleared her throat. "I'm listening." "It was on a cold night, the very first time I dared to run out of the house after my fiance finished hitting and raping me. All I wanted that night was to run and never come back. I was still running even though I didn't know where I was going when I caught sight of the male I wanna take you to. He was coming back from the club looking so drunk and kept staggering, falling, and rising. I initially passed him but my heart longed to help him so I turned and strolled back to him. I asked him where he was going to and though he was drunk he answered and directed me to his home. I got to his home, tucked him into his bed, and turned to leave

I whip the shower curtain back into place and resume washing my hair. "Tell me about your night.," I say, not quite ready to share the details of mine. "Hot guy. Hot sex. Hangover in the morning. Same old, same old. Now talk." I scrub the soap into my hair and sigh. "Well I don't know what to say. Hot guy, hot sex I guess." "Ha!" Kate snorts. "No, that's not just hot guy, hot sex, Kristine! That was your first hook up. Your lame ass was about ready to settle for the same dick forever—physically and metaphorically—and now you've experienced your first one night stand."

My body responded before my brain could catch up — my nipples hardened, and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. When she finally pulled away, I was breathing hard. “I’ve… I’ve never done this with a girl before,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Vesper smiled, her thumb brushing over my bottom lip. “I know,” she said softly. “That makes it even better because I’ll be your first.”

but unfortunately her cockie couldn't fulfill her wishes. That night, after the basketball victory, Richard was in the mood, his 5-inch cock was hard and leaking tiny precums, he climbed on top of Tamara without any foreplay, his breath already heavy. He pushed her nightgown up to her waist, spread her legs roughly, and rubbed the head of his 5-inch cock against her. She was barely wet, he selfishly spat on his hand, rubbed it on himself, and pushed in.

So I just said, “It’s been a really long time since I’ve had any.” “Yeah, me too,” she said. That’s when her mom yelled at us to stop talking and get some sleep. We both yelled "okay” and turned over. We left the candle glowing in the corner so we could find our stuff in case we needed to go pee. Sleep wasn’t coming. Not after Sally’s vivid, no-filter storytelling about her sex life. She’d lit a fire in me that wasn’t going out anytime soon. It was too hot under the blanket. I kicked it off. I needed to cum—bad. I was still soaked just from listening to her.