Page 15 of Spicy Stuff
Not that Brad was very experienced himself, he'd told the truth when he said that he'd liked Dana since freshman year. His one girlfriend that he'd had sex with had broken up with him not long afterward. It hadn't been a very satisfying experience anyway, they were both virgins and things had just been awkward and uncomfortable. It hadn't even crossed his mind that Dana might still be a virgin.
Looking down at him with desire in her eyes, she spread her legs a little more, her pretty breasts heaving. Her body was on fire with need and she was terrified that if he stopped now, they might never get to this point again.
"Please Brad... don't stop..."
Any instinct Brad had toward preserving her innocence fled. She was gorgeous, he'd wanted her forever, and when her voice was filled with arousal and heat and she said his name like that... well a horny eighteen-year-old wasn't one to argue. Besides, he figured he could make sure that her first time was much better than his own experience had been.
Putting his head back down between her legs, he licked her even more carefully than before, really getting her pussy wet and sloppy with juices. Sliding his fingers back into her virgin hole, he pressed them against her hymen, seeing if it might break with just a bit of pressure. It didn't, but it didn't feel like it was going to take much more to get it to go. Dana was panting a little as the pressure on her barrier of innocence was stretched, bringinga little bit of pain through the immense amount of pleasure. When Brad sucked her swollen clit back into his mouth, her back arched and the heat between her legs seemed unbearable.
Reaching her hands down toward him, she pleaded, "Please.... I need... oooo..." She didn't know what she needed, but she needed it now.
Fortunately, Brad interpreted her begging correctly and pulled himself up over her soft body, placing the tip of his dick at her virgin entrance. For a moment, he hesitated.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking down at her tenderly, wanting to give her this chance to reconsider...
In answer, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him, hazel eyes glowing and whispered, "Don't stop."
That was all his conscience needed. Slowly, he began pushing his dick into her tight hole, gasping at the incredible wetness encasing his dick so perfectly. Dana's eyes were big and her mouth was a little "O" as her hole was stretched around a cock for the first time. Lowering his mouth to hers, he kissed her as he pushed forward, his mouth muffling her little cry of pain as he slid home. Fully inside her exquisite tightness, he paused and waited as the one tear at the corner of her eye started to slide down her cheek. Kissing it away, he slowly pulled his dick back and then gently pushed forward again.
The pain wasn't much, for Dana, more of a short sharp jab, and now it was just getting used to having her pussy stretched around his cock. As Brad began pumping back and forth in her deflowered pussy, she could feel the pleasure starting to rise again. He lowered his mouth to her nipple, teasing it with his tongue as she slowly started moving back against his thrusts, meeting his hips with her own. Moaning a little, she moved her body underneath his, turning him on even more as she responded to him.
Wrapping his arms tenderly under her shoulders, cradling her head in his hands, he looked deep into her eyes as he purposefully thrust, seeing the spark of passion in their depths. Kissing her lips, he slid his tongue into her mouth, taking it as his dick was taking her pussy. He started moving more powerfully, wanting her to really feel every inch of him... wanting to make her his.
Dana could feel the heat and hunger starting to build between her legs again, and she wriggled beneath Brad's thrusting body, striving desperately for something that she yearned after like a bitch in heat. She panted and moaned as she found a spot beneath him where his groin rubbed hard against her clit every time he plunged fully into her. The heat was starting to burn her unbearably as her whole body started to tingle.
"Oh... Oh.... Oh god... Oh god... Oh god, Brad... Oh god, don't stop! Don't stop! Oh my god, Braaaaaaad!" Her whole body was flushed as the orgasm started to roll over her, spreading heat and fire throughout her entire being, making her buck and spasm beneath her thrusting lover.
Brad moaned her name over and over as his cum started to spill into her pulsing pussy, a mantra of the long-awaited fulfillment of a dream. They were melded together on a wave of orgasmic high, slowly riding it out until both of them were completely spent and exhausted.
Still on top of her, he asked, "So... you wanna go on a date sometime?"
Dana giggled, she could feel his dick slowly shrinking in her. "It's a little late for that, isn't it?"
Brad nuzzled her ear with his lips. "Never too late to start something good."
She wiggled just enough so that she could turn her head toward him, smiling happily in the final completion of her own high school dream. "In that case, absolutely."
THE END
SURPRISING THE BABYSITTER
Chapter 1
She was going to say it. Rick gritted his teeth into an approximation of a smile as Laney fluttered her eyelashes at him and then their waiter, the very picture of a helpless female.
It'd be a lot more endearing if the dilemma she was facing had an importance. Or if she hadn't said the exact same thing on the other two dates he'd taken her on.
"Ooooo, I don't know," she cooed, pouting her lips out. "Do you think we should indulge a little? I already ate so much!" Laney added a tinkling laugh as she rubbed her hand over her completely flat stomach.
The dating world had turned brutal, even though he'd only been out of it for a while. Half a year to meet and fall in love with his wife, another half to plan and have a wedding. One year to the birth of their son and her horror at what carrying a baby had done to her body, her rejection of Jordan in her resentment and another year till the divorce was finalized. They'd both wanted children and he'd never minded her constant obsession with her looks until after Jordan was born and she'd wanted him to get a vasectomy so that she wouldn't "entirely" lose her figure by getting pregnant again. He'd rather liked hercurvier figure, but nothing he'd said had made any difference. Clarissa had neglected Jordan to go to the gym and spa, and all their discussions about having at least two children, hopefully three,had gone completely out the window and his marriage had gone belly up.
Now Jordan was four and Clarissa had signed all rights to him away. Rick didn't want his son to grow up completely without feminine influence, and to be honest he rather missed having a woman around the house, and he still wanted marriage and more kids, the whole nine yards, so he'd decided it was time to get back into the dating scene.
Before Clarissa, he'd never noticed when a woman talked about food, her weight, calories, or hemmed and hawed over dessert. Now he noticed every instance of it and it drove him batty wondering if they would have the same reaction to being pregnant and a mother that Clarissa did. Surely she had to be unusual or no one would be having babies... but any attraction he felt for a woman went out the window once she started to remind him of Clarissa.
Granted, Laney wasn't his normal type anyway. He was pretty sure that parts of her were plastic, even he could tell that her hair was dyed, and she had a tendency to flirt like she thought she was in a movie or something, but she'd chased him down at the coffee shop he normally frequented and he'd thought why not? Rick knew he was a pretty attractive guy, thirty-one years old, tall, dark and handsome, and he certainly didn't have trouble getting a date when he wanted one, but none of the women he'd asked out had worked out and so he'd thought why not try someone who wanted to ask him out? It had a certain appeal, a woman who knows what she wants and everything.
But then why couldn't she ever decide if she wanted dessert?
