Sundrahill - Untitled

After, I will take you to my place and we can get naked together.

MIND MADE

I really had my mind made up. This was going to happen. I went from my bedroom into the living room where he was sitting on the couch and moved right in front of him. I had thought so many times of how it would happen and I was going to do it now. Without saying anything I opened my legs and sat facing him, my short skirt opening to show I didn't have panties. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held tight as I prayed he wouldn't reject me. He grabbed my hips and clamped his hands on them. I moved back a little and then in one swift motion I reached down to the hem of my top and pulled it up and over my head, my boobs jiggling naked before him. I then saw his eyes, the excitement and surprise before he looked up into my eyes. I grabbed onto his cheeks and moved to kiss him, not in the usual way but with all of the passion that I had dreamed of for some time. His lips opened and sucked my tongue before his own tongue began returning the passion. His hands moved to my breasts and fingers moved over the nipples while he squeezed the little mounds of flesh. I felt his hardness expanding under my butt and the thought of it taking my innocence flashed before my eyes. In one swift movement he lifted me from the couch and carried me to my bedroom, laying me across the bed. He pushed his pants down, his cock springing out, hard and I almost panicked at the size. The thought of me taking it where I had only had fingers, my fingers, totally seemed impossible. He pulled me toward him by grasping my thighs and lifting me to him. I say the raw passion in him as he placed his cock at my opening, rubbing the head up and down against my outer lips. I realized I was sooo very wet and then the head slid past and inside the lips. I tried to not scream just before he pushed his cock on in, inch by inch without stopping. The flash of instant pain claimed his lust and the scream was short lived. He had only gone part of the way in before he pulled back, slower than the first thrust, until only the head remained before he drove back inside, deeper. I could only grip the sheets and breath fast as he took me for the first time. I didn't know it could be as big as it was and was amazed that it wasn't tearing me apart. The pain tore through me at first and then I felt a heat begin to build until my body burned for him. I wanted him more with each stroke and felt my legs try to pull him deeper until he was slamming against my opening with his thrusts. Suddenly I felt my body tense up. I couldn't control myself as I tried to get as much of him inside as he had and hold him there, but he kept pounding and sliding in me until I felt his jerking spasms in me. It was strange, my body wanting and him giving, filling me like never before. He filled me so good and it felt wonderful when he moved onto the bed and lay on top of me. Then he started again, I knew then it would be more wonderful than I had ever imagined.

I want somebody to hold me in the most romantic way possible. I want to be sleepy and cozy and peaceful. I don't want to have to worry about saying the wrong thing or not saying enough. I want peaceful silence and quiet whispers even though we are right next to each other<3

I'm in desperate need of affection and cuddles

It's pathetic lol