The First Time (straight erotic story)

Tom's sex story
Laura lusts after her host and determines to sneak into his bed. Aroused, she tiptoes to his door, finding it slightly open. Nervously, she peeks and finds him sleeping, illuminated by a dim nightlight. Silently she joins him..



Laura knew she had to do SOMETHING about the wetness that flooded her sex all the time.

She lay under a light sheet feeling it brushing against her erect and sensitive nipples which just made matters worse. Her hand slipped down and she quivered as, with only the lightest touch, she brushed the head of her clitoris.

She peeled back the sheet and caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror as she crept quietly towards the door. She felt incredibly sexy…and hoped she looked it. She paused and looked at her reflection as she opened her legs and saw the juices glistening. She slipped a thin white shift over her head and crossed the hallway. Standing at the closed door she noticed it was slightly ajar. Silently she eased it a little further and was able to see in the dim light of a night light his shape under the sheet.

She paused, breathing slowly and quietly and watched. He lay on his back. Was he asleep? Had he sensed her presence.

She waited and was almost gasped out loud when she saw the shape of his hand move down under the sheet and the unmistakably bulge rise as he gripped his erection. Transfixed she watched the movements and then to her delight he kicked off the sheet and she could make out the full size and shape of his member. She the tide of her sexual desire rise as she watched his frim strokes.
It was hard now and looked perfect.

He left it and it drooped slightly then, as he gently brushed his nipples she saw it twitch to attention.
After a few moments he took hold again and his movements accelerated.

Now was her moment. Well now or never..she could watch him come..and was pretty sure it would be mightily…and take care of her own lust privately in her own bed. Or she could take the bull by his horn, so to speak, and make sure he satisfied her whilst she drew the cum out of him. No fear of rejection in his state. She knew when a man had to come and she knew where he´d want to do it once he saw the opportunity. She´d enjoyed plenty and her cunt was driving her now anyway.

She stepped into the room and stood by the bed. He turned and smiled in startled recognition. His movements stopped and he glanced almost embarrassed at his stiff cock. She smiled down at him and lifts her shift. She took is hand and placed it over her dripping lips, making sure he knew what she wanted. Urgently.

She stripped the shift off and knelt beside him, offering his lips her sex whilst she reached to touch him. Ah the shiver of pleasure as she felt the silkiness of the skin drawn tight over what might have been a velvet-covered rod of metal. The joy and surge of anticipation as she stroked and drew the foreskin back to reveal the purple glistening head. These were the moments of almost ecstatic anticipation when it almost felt she was caressing her own sex as she drew him to readiness.

She could feel his fingers probing her, slipping easily in to her waiting cunt. One, then two, three and finally four thrust gently in to open her. She bent to take him in her mouth but, after only a few thrusts he lifted her head, murmuring 'No..no…I want you…'

Firm hands `pressed against her buttocks and pushed her down the bed a little as he slipped backwards from under her. He stepped off the bed and, lying prone, she saw his cock standing at the perfect angle, proud of his abdomen.

He bent towards her and took her by the hips, turning her and drawing her to the edge of the bed, lifting her to her knees as he did so. She shifted her weight onto her extended arms, felt her breast hang heavily and spread her legs. His fingers grasped her cheeks and stretched them apart. He paused and she imagine him drinking in the sight of her readiness.

She felt the tip brush against her skin and shifted upwards slightly to guide it to her entrance . He found it and with a slow firm thrust went all the way in, up to the hilt, his belly meeting her slippery flesh. He paused, his hands clasped round her thighs pulling her tight towards him. He released his grip and felt for her breasts, taking one in each hand. Squeezing them hard he pull her up, supporting her so that her hands were free. She went straight for her clit. He continued to hold her tight, filling her. She tensed herself and felt the ridges of the full length of his cock solid inside her, Clenching harder, she teased herself closer and closer to orgasm. Still he neither moved nor released her.

Her clenching became rhythmic as the orgasm approached and she began to lose control. She was sure she could feel him swelling to meet her and for a moment thought he might come with her in this strange immobile state.

The first tremors began and as they did so he dropped her torso onto the bed, trapping her hands in place where her fingers could work best. He began a series of powerful slow thrusts, increasing the rhythm as he sensed her orgasm building. She was lost…her whole being wallowing in the sheer pleasure of being fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked until, in a quivering , shaking rush, the orgasm broke. She arched to take him deeper and clenched hard as the waves of pleasure rose and then receded,

He remained hard inside her. She half-turn the try and kiss him and he slid gently out. She stood and reached to take draw his lips to hers, pressing her body against him and feeling his hardness ring up across her belly.

After an age of passion she stepped back to lie open to him, siling encouragement as she spread her legs wide and pulled the slippery lips of her cunt open. He gazed. He stood erect before her. She lifted her legs high and wide. He gazed. And stood erect. She circled her clit and felt the second orgasm coming quickly as it always did. He gazed and stroked himself to perfect hardness before bending and closing his mouth over her proffered sex. He sucked and she felt ecstasy as he drew her clit into his mouth, maintaining a strong suction. She guided his fingers to her nipples and twitched as he tweaked and squeezed and tugged at them, aware she was coming quickly. She planted her feet firmly and tilted her hips. He read the sign and, as the first tremor started and she held her breath her rose and thrust in again, hard and deep. Transfixed she pushed back at him and her moved quickly this time, long hard thrusts. She felt his belly smack against her as he tried to get deeper and she pushed and clenched. She was well and truly shagged and all she yearned was to feel him swell and fill her and empty his hot cum into the every crevice.

No such luck. The orgasm came and went, leaving her limp with pleasure and him as hard as ever, sliding out and showing her its power as he gently stroked, lubricated now by her juices.

They nuzzled each other, kisses exchanged wetly here moth as open to him as her sex was and his tongue as hard and probing as his cock. She lay quietly as he rose to kneel beside her and felt his eyes and fingers explore her entire body, tracing the lines of her curves, probing her openings rolling her over and spreading her wide and vulnerable to his inquisitive fingers. She gave him her all, delighting in the sensuous, wickedness of permitting herself to be opened everywhere and willing to be taken in whatever way he chose.

He moved to kneel between her open legs again and reached for a couple of pillows. She arched her back and he slipped them under her.

He bent and kissed her, the tip of his cock teasing her clit as he did so and in exchange she tweaked his nipples. He moaned quietly and drew her lips to them, holding her firmly against him as she licked and sucked and nibbled.

Pushing her back gently he shifted and once more slid into her. Deep and firm he knelt erect and rocked back and forth savouring every inch of the friction between them. Such was his hardness she wanted more and, sitting up pushed against his shoulders turning him onto his back and climbing onto him. There she sat, squirming and rubbing her sex against the base of his cock, teasing her nipples, head back, eager for more. His fingers found her clit and began to massage it and the mound above it. She bounced harder and harder, shifting to a squat so that she could draw herself away from his and let the cock slide almost out before she dropped on it again. She was excited to be the one doing the fucking, and inevitably came like a train all over him. As she lifted off, quickly this time because she REALLY wanted his load now, she felt a rush of juices flow quickly down her legs and over him. She threw herself onto her back, opened her arms and legs and pulled him down and into her.

His thrusting rhythm was that of orgasm, his thickness that of a cock close to ejaculation and her cunt closed round him as she opened the final chamber to receive his swollen cock-head and clamp it into her. The moved together for a while as she pulsed her cunt around him. And then it came.

He withdrew almost all the way and began a series of heavy thrusts almost brought her to orgasm again as she felt his belly press against her swollen clitoris. His cock began to swell and fill her completely . She relaxed a little and smiled up at him, knowing the inevitable would wash into and over her soon.

He tried to hold it, savouring that same feeling of inevitability when the body takes over from the brain, the senses and the nerves honed to their sharpest.

And failed. She reached up to brush his nipples and, as soon as she touched them her arched his back and thrust hard and deep into her. The first hot drops seared her innermost parts, followed by a series of delicious hot, voluminous spurts as his whole body went rigid with pleasure and she soft with voluptuous acceptance.

He fell against her, momentarily exhausted and almost powerless. She stroked his hair and kissed his eyes, feeling him slowly subside and slip out of her.

She was jerked out of her reverie when he suddenly rolled onto his back and drew her onto him. He pushed her into a squatting position and drew her up so that her gaping sex was over his chest. His fingers opened her even wider and they both watched as his cum slid slowly out of her and dripped gently over him.

He pulled her head to his chest where she felt his slipperiness against her cheeks before he moved again, opening her as she rolled to her back and once more sucking hard on her cunt. His wet cock lay across her breasts and she shifted to take it her mouth.

They lay like that for some time, his sucks turning into soft kisses and gentle strokes. She felt stirrings and found his cock gaining power again but, in a whisper, she drew him up to lie beside her.

'Later, sweetheart…we need to rest a while..'

And they both drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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