Lunar Ch. 01

"Oh God." Cecil said, closing his eyes.

"I go by Sarah usually love." Sarah said, laughing and turning him around. She was beautiful clothed, but stunning naked, her breasts apparently were compressed in the bra, because now he realized their true size. She was smooth everywhere, except for an area right below her belly button, but that as trimmed and edged, reminding Cecil of a good lawn. "So, now that you have me, what will you ever do with me?" she asked.

"I... I have no idea." Cecil said, looking her over entirely.

"Well love, let us see, you could simply pass out, all the blood rushing from your upper head and all, or, perhaps you could be too nervous to do anything, or I could let you fuck me." She said, vulgarly, trying to get him to do the latter.

"Does everyone in England talk like that?" Cecil asked, breathing heavily.

"Most usually, yes." Sarah said, embracing him. She then slid his shirt over his head, seeing his muscled chest, but his chest was lean, not bulky, which she liked, and void of all hair, which she liked more. Kissing his chest gently she rolled her tongue along his nipple, which she meant as a hint for that to be done to her, but he didn't notice just yet, he simply sighed and closed his eyes.

Well he really is a virgin, he's too scared to do anything, maybe tomorrow night, but for now, this poor bloke needs relief. Sarah though, smiling as she unbuttoned his pants, feeling herself moisten more than she already had been, and pull him out, being not the longest or the thickest she'd had, but certainly nice at around 7 inches.

"Where do you want this to go?" Sarah asked Cecil, seeing him turn red, and look away a bit. "Mind if I guess?" She asked.

"Go ahead." He said, trying not to look like an idiot, feeling her pull him to her, and the tip slide against her slit made him jump from the shock.

"Would this be good." Sarah asked him.

"Sure... yeah, sounds good." Cecil said, feeling testosterone flooded his mind. Sarah stepped close, being about six inches shorter than him, the closer she got to him, and the deeper it went in. Sarah moaned as he was hilt into her.

"Mmm you feel wondrous love, but we need to lay down for me to do this right." Sarah said, pushing him down as he landed on his back, her getting on top of him and slowly sliding herself up and down, rocking her hips gently as she moaned on top of him, slowly pinching her nipples, loving the little bolts of pleasure tat gave her.

Cecil was long gone, he had no mental focus whatsoever, an hour ago, he was in a diner with a woman he thought cute, but just a friend, and now he was making love to her, or rather, she was making love to him, he was too inexperienced to actually do anything.

Sarah was ready to have her orgasm, but afraid of hurting him because unlike many women, her pussy locked like a vice when she came. Holding back, while she felt him moan gently only made it worse, she loved the removal of his purity. Feeling her muscles tighten on him made her writhe on him madly, bouncing as much as she could trying to make the pleasure continue as a wave rolled onto her, making her sigh and moan gently as she rocked on top of him.

Cecil was no longer even mentally there, he had been a virgin too long, and not realized that pent up sexual energy can get to you after a time, and at this moment, all of the dreams he'd ever had were running through his mind. Every last detail shot through him as he felt a burning sensation throughout his body, but only along his waist, the rest of his body was oblivious.

After moments, he snapped back to reality, breathing heavily and looking up, Sarah was smiling and licking him at the south. Falling back on the wood floor Cecil hit his head, making him sit right back up from the pain.

"Oh love you poor dear, Come on let's get some ice for you." Sarah said, watching as his pants and boxers (which were at his knees) simply fell off as he stumbled in his shoes to follow.

"Was that real?" Cecil asked, trembling.

"I would hope so, and it will be tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that." Sarah said, holding him as she put an icepack on the back of his head.

"I'd like that." Cecil said, shyly.

"Well the, I accept your offer to date Cecil, and I will have to head home, because it's nearly morning, and my little sister will guess where I've been, what I've been doing, and how it was." Sarah said, giggling cutely.

"About that, I'm sorry I wasn't more active, I just-" she put a finger to his lips shushing him.

"It was wonderful, whether or not you believe me is your choice." Sarah said, kissing him gently. "Now, I'll be heading home, faking sleep, and going out to get some paints and a new canvas, but I want to paint you, in the library, can I?"

"Oh... yeah sure, that's fine, I am pretty awake, and I’ll just take a shower, and, what should I wear?" He asked her.

"A Book." Sarah said, cupping his now flaccid cock and giving it a gentle squeeze. Getting dressed in front of him, kissing him once again, this time with tongue, she held him close and smiled, "I love you Cecil."

"I... I love you too Sarah." Cecil said, looking down at her, so perfect.

She left and he took a shower, slowly awaiting her return.