Felix's First Time

One kiss, another kiss, occupying lips as if they were bittersweet chocolate, melting under gentle, but hungry touches. His hands pulled me closer on my hips, making me feel his desire, his hot desire to have me. And I needed to have him too. Silently the look in his eyes asked for permission to undress me, but I couldn't give in. Yes, I desperately needed him, however, my fear kept me locked away from pleasure. Today, I had thought, I'd be ready. I must've mistaken my touch-starved-ness and excitement for readiness. We'd been together for a year and thought we'd pop my cherry for my 18th birthday, finally, after so much time. I wanted it, but I was so unsure of my body.

My head felt so dizzy as I buried my face in his broad chest and shook my head very lightly. The thought of him seeing me nakedly scared me to the point I didn't notice him hugging me tightly and whispering, he'd wait as long as he needed to if that's what I wanted right away because my heart was beating so loudly. I couldn't concentrate on anything else. He kissed my hair and that's when my brain started processing what he just said. I realised I didn't want to wait. I couldn't wait.

My hands were shaking while I looked up and grabbed his head, pulling him down to kiss him once again. My nervous eyes met his concerned ones right before he cupped my face and we both smiled awkwardly, ready to pull this through.

Another gentle kiss was squeezed onto my lips and Chris didn't dare to let the magic of lust vanish into thin air. And it worked. I felt readier to feel him because he gave me his love and gained my trust. Chris was one of the most loving people I've ever met, and I was so glad that he was the one pulling me so close to himself before sitting down, pulling me even closer until I was sitting on his lap and felt his warmth pulsing through our clothes.

Slowly I hugged him and laid my face into the crook of his neck. His masculine smell made me bite my lip because I was too embarrassed to moan before he had done anything to me. I needed his desire, but I was only able to make tiny steps towards him, and quickly rolling my hips over his hard bulge was one of those steps.

Quietly I asked him, "Will you be patient with me?" It sounded more like a nervous chirp to me, but he nodded, smiling with this kind, lovely type of smile that made me weak in the knees. "Sure, love. You shouldn't be chewing your lip, though," he remarked my bad habit, which's appearance I hadn't even noticed and he stroked my lower lip so very carefully with his thumb to soothe it. Quickly I kissed his finger and paved my way up to his neck with more kisses. For once, I wanted to take initiative.

Suddenly I had this absurd idea, this absolutely exciting madness that made me rub my crotch against his, before I felt his big, strong hands grab my ass and squeeze it. I wanted, no needed! I needed to feel this again, so I began rubbing myself against him until I was shaking and clinging onto his broad shoulders. I bit my lip to keep my groans and moans bottled up, but his occasional upward thrusts made it so difficult to control my voice.

I tried so hard, but one particular thrust, where he also grabbed my ass more firmly, I let out a low moan that made his manhood twitch against mine and made me bite my lip again. "Fuck, Chris!" I uttered right before he asked me, "Do you want to undress, Felix?" Quickly my lust subsided just enough to give my fear some space to rule me, even if Chris smiled so gently. I knew he felt the long binder under my shirt as it rolled up, but I wasn't sure if I could undress.

I stuttered hopelessly turned on, yet also fearful, "N- n- not y- yet. B- but y- you cou- could u- un- un- undress?"

"How about you undress me?" he grinned with this cheeky, confident smile that made me chuckle, and then I gave him a slow, trusting nod. I knew everything would be fine with this man by my side. I knew everything would be fine as long as he kept giving me sweet kisses and even sweeter words of assurance.

A smirk found its way onto my face. "I can't believe I'm doing this," I giggled and slipped my cold hands onto his warm abs before kissing him again desperately as my fingertips slowly took on my lover's heat. I took my time feeling his body, admiring those hot muscles without looking at them before pulling the grey shirt over his head and kissing my way down to those gems. Right now, I didn't even know whether I was turned on or just jealous. I only knew I wanted to kiss his lips now, taste them, taste him again as he pulled me closer and closer before eventually frenetically unbuttoning his pants and kicking them off his long legs. I was ready, I felt ready.

Slowly I pulled out of this heated, passionate kiss and took in a deep breath before taking off the light pullover. With fear in my eyes, I looked up to Chris and then I also took off my binder. As it fell to the floor, I felt his gaze wander over my body, which he'd never seen nakedly before, and it came to a halt when he met my eyes again. "You are so handsome," he smiled and hugged me tightly.

Nervously I smiled too and gently pushed him onto the bed to get a condom out of the bedside table. "C- can I try s- something?" I asked, swallowing hard as I felt him pulling me close again. Chris breathed pulled me close again to kiss my chapped lips before asking me what I had in mind.

I wanted to try giving a blowjob, I never had, but maybe today'd be the day. With his big hands, he stroked my head and then gently swept my short hairs out of my face. Chris was such a wonderful boyfriend. "I love you, Chris," I whispered.

His equally quiet answer was, "Oh, Felix, I love you too." I found myself smiling, sitting between his legs with my heart beating fast and loud, so loud he probably could hear it too.

My hands were shaking while I tugged the wet condom out of its packaging and rolled it over his entire length carefully. I took in another deep breath before finally tasting the flavoured condom with its intense, artificial strawberry smell in my mouth that luckily didn't cover Chris's musky, masculine scent. I tried one or another thing. First, I swept my tongue across his tip, then I wanted to take in more of the broad manhood.

I grabbed his thighs, still shaking, trying to find an anchor in a flood of lust, while he was shaking as well. The way his body tensed up made me feel oh so good. Who knew, Chris could moan and hum so low, that all I wanted was to sit between his legs forever and suck him off, with those occasional thrusts upwards, which caught me by surprise and made me moan too? I couldn't resist looking up to see how his face looked in all the bliss of lust and it gave me the confidence to believe, I was actually good at this.

His face was looking hopelessly turned on as he gazed deeply into my eyes and I took more of his stiff rod inside my mouth to suck it even harder than I had before. Taking in more and more, made me choke, but I couldn't care less. It was too good, the way Chris grabbed my head and tried so hard to not push me down, but still did. It was simply too good. I bobbed my head faster and whimpered from this electrifying feeling in my guts.

All of a sudden, he yanked my head away, panting heavily, his eyes closed down as the saliva was still dripping down my chin.

"Chr- Chris?" I whispered hoarsely, seeing his chest go up and down fast. Chris was still panting and brought out a croaked, "Sorry, Felix, I was about to come, I uhm... Would that be okay? Or do you want me to do something for you, love? I know you're hard."

I tried holding back my own pleasure because even after giving him a blowjob, I was embarrassed. My eyes couldn't bring themselves to look up until he softly asked me if I wanted to get onto his lap, as he cupped my face and made me look up with gentle force. Chris preferred looking me into the eyes, he always said they were the gates to the soul, and when he looked into them, he knew how far he could push me or if he had to pull me in again.

With coy determination, I nodded and got up. Not even a moment later his big hands pulled me onto his lap, and I could feel this huge, hot, hard rod pulsating desperately under my most sensitive parts. I felt him twitch and couldn't keep quiet, even he moaned shamelessly when I started gently rubbing myself against him, hypnotised by his low moans and his hands that grabbed my ass harder. "Fuck, Felix," he groaned, and I couldn't help but kiss him. I wanted him, right now, right here, in this heated making out session, that made my head so dizzy and filled with no other thought than him.

I was getting more and more desperate, so desperate, I hadn't even noticed, I undressed him fully, and he undressed me fully. Gently I tugged the condom to be as securely on him as it possibly could, then I pushed him into the mattress and whispered a shameless, "Fuck me," because all I needed, was him.

With a groan, Chris nodded and kissed me once again, followed by huskily moaned, "Tell me, if you need a break or want to stop," before positioning himself on the entrance of my core. I was shaking again, or had I even stopped to shake while tasting his mouth? It was lust and fear mixing, mingling and pushing me farther. "Ready?" I asked, looking into his eyes deeply again as he nodded and then I felt his blunt head push into me with gentle force. A loud moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes, savouring this feeling while slipping down onto him more and more.

I started panting as he grabbed my ass even more firmly. Who knew, pleasure could feel like this? At first it hurt, not a lot, but it hurt. But the pain quickly subsided.

My head fell back, and I cried out when he thrust upwards, so I started moving too, to match his rhythm. Little moans and groans turned into shameless screams when we couldn't help but move more quickly.

I wasn't the master of my body anymore, so Chris had to pull me closer to keep me from arching my back too far. "Chris! Chris!!! Harder! Fuck me, harder!" I cried out and woke the animal inside him. Not even a moment later, I was lying under him, a writhing, moaning mess as he fucked me absolutely senseless.

I felt him where I had never felt anything remotely as intense before, that I had to scream his name, scratch his back because the waves of pleasure started drowning me. While my legs began to hug him too, next to my arms, he rammed me harder and harder into the mattress. If I wasn't so dazed by lust, I would've been scared that we broke the bed.

I shouted, throwing my head into the pillow beneath me, as his thrusts became sloppier and faster. He wasn't the only one getting closer. I felt the coil in stomach hurting, getting tighter and tighter as he just continued to pound me hard. My body clenched tightly and I shakily kissed him before I cried out his name one last time. A wave of sweet release washed over me and I came hard with my muscles clenching so tightly, I could swear I hurt Chris, but after a few more thrusts his orgasm unravelled as well.

Gently he kissed my forehead and lied down next to me, caressing my face, while I was nearly dozing off. Chris quickly disposed of the condom and when he came back he cuddled me into a deep slumber. I was so glad I had such a wonderful boyfriend, that took care of me properly in every way.