I stood outside Mark’s door starting to doubt myself when it opened, and there he stood with this look that clearly said he was impressed with me, and my fear eased.

“Wow Red, you are as bold as I hoped you’d be,” Mark said and pulled me inside.

Stumbling into the room, I watched as he closed and locked the door. “How did you get away from the watchful eye of my sister?”

“She was with her boyfriend. She wasn’t paying any attention to me.”

Mark flopped on his bed and motioned for me to climb on. “Lucky me.”

I lay down beside him, sharing his pillow. Turning on his side, his fingers brushed across my still flushed cheeks. “Was that your first orgasm?”

My cheeks burned brighter. “No. With someone else, yes.”

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes.”

The look on his face showed that he wasn’t happy with that news. I was afraid that he was going to make me leave, so I leaned in and kissed him.

At first, he didn’t return my kiss, but then he slid his arms around me, and I felt his tongue brush against my top lip as he kissed me.

My body responded to his, pressing closer, wanting to feel more of him. Mark’s hand slid down my back and over my bottom cupping my cheek causing me to gasp and my hips to press harder into him. My body remembered how good it felt earlier when he had his hands on me; when he spanked me.

His hand moved lower, pulling my thigh up so my leg was lying across his body and his hand was moving up to my ass and back down my thigh. Each time his hand slid across my bottom, my hips rocked forward. Mark noticed this too and pulled back a little looking down at me. “I love that you came for me when I spanked you. I wasn’t sure you would enjoy it.”

I blushed brightly, laying my forehead on his chest mumbling, “I never thought a spanking could have done that to me.”

He lifted my chin making me look at him. “It could have been more if we had had time.”

Mark’s word flowed along my body, making it ache and I gasped at the sensations it caused. I pressed closer, and my leg hooked around him, rubbing myself against his hip.

“Oh you liked that thought, didn’t you?”

Looking up at him, I nodded my head.

“I do too.” His voice was quiet and deep, making me throb again, and my fingers curled onto his shirt.

Without thinking I blurted out, “We have time now.”

He looked shocked for a moment, then chuckled. “Yes. We do. Would you like to try it again?”

My voice was barely a whisper I was so embarrassed, yet so turned on by the idea. “Yes.”

Mark kissed me, his tongue dancing with mine, and suddenly leaving me breathless he stood up off the bed and removed his shirt leaving only his jeans. I laid there attempting to catch my breath, watching him move to his dresser where he pulled something from it then walked back to his bed and placed it in his nightstand.

His eyes roamed down my body, and I made sure to give him a bit of a show by slightly spreading my legs and arching my back. My breasts weren’t large, but I knew they drew attention and caught his. When he made it back to my eyes, there was a slight smirk on his face. “Are you sure about this, Rachel?”

I wanted this; my body wanted to feel that again. “Yes Mark, I want this.”

“Good. Now get up, bend over and put your palms flat on the bed.”

Without hesitation, I stood and got in position for him.

He walked back and forth behind me for a moment when I felt his hands on my bottom, his fingers splayed and slid out towards my hips. I inhaled sharply and closed my eyes, trying not to move, despite feeling my panties growing wet again.

“These jeans might hinder what I want to do to you. I don't suppose you'd be willing to take them off would you?"

"Do I have to?"

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

I stood up straight, turning to look at him deciding how bold did I want to go. I decided if I were doing it, I would do it his way. So with burning cheeks, I undid my jeans and shimmied them down my hips thankful I had decided to wear my favorite panties; green cotton with little white flowers.

That impressed look was back on his face it seemed to make me stand a bit taller. “Good girl, Rachel. Now bend over.”

Turning back to the bed, I bent back over, spreading my legs some, my palms back flat on the covers.

“Jesus you’re beautiful like that.” His voice was so soft, and I felt his fingertips grazing lightly along my thighs.

Goosebumps covered my skin, and I pushed back a little wanting more.

His hand was flat on my bottom, and he started that slow, gentle rub as before. Small circles were moving out as his other hand laid flat on my back. My body trembled with anticipation of what was coming. Another slow pass across my cheeks then I felt the absence of his hand for one brief second before I felt the first slap.

The feeling was a little more pronounced without my jeans to block it, and I felt it ripple through my body. Small slow circles followed by the sting of his palm. This happened six more times all in various spots each causing more and more need; my soft panting gave that away.

Mark’s hand was on my inner thigh sliding up slowly, and I closed my eyes tightly knowing that in a moment he would feel my soaking wet panties. The moment his fingers touched me, my legs shook, and I couldn’t stand any longer. My knees hit the bed, and I pushed harder on his hand. His hand cupped my cunny and squeezed.

“God baby,” I heard him saying as I felt his body pushing against mine.

My hips began rocking, rubbing my pussy with his hand, and I felt his hard cock through his jeans pressed hard, rubbing along my bottom. Suddenly he released me, and I felt the sting directly on my wet panties. My back arched and my arms buckled, so my head was now on the bed.

“Mark…” I moaned.

Slow, soft circles were rubbing my panties against my lips, pushing between them brushing along my clit, I felt the sting on my ass as his other hand slapped me again. I gasped and bit the blanket rubbing my pussy harder onto his fingers wanting more. Crack! Another slap even harder this time.

“Again,” I moaned pleading with him.

I heard him groan and his fingers pressed harder onto my pussy rubbing faster making me move faster. Crack! Again and again, his hand spanked me; I lost count, all I could feel was the pressure building. “Please!” I cried out needing that release.

Mark slid my panties to the side and reached around with his one hand spreading my lips his other and began patting my clit then rubbing it, patting, then rubbing.

His body bent over mine, and I heard him growling, “Do it, Rachel, give me your cum.”

And I did.

I came so hard, pushing down, rubbing faster, forgetting everything except his fingers and the shockwaves moving throughout my body.

My body was still trembling when I opened my eyes and found that I was higher up on the bed and Mark was lying beside me, his hand rubbing lightly along my back. “God, you are beautiful when you cum.”

His words caused a softer throb, and I gasped softly. My hand lay on his stomach, and I could feel how warm his skin was and how his body vibrated with need. He had been so good to me, making me feel things I’ve never felt before and he hadn’t tried for more. I wanted him; I wanted to show him that I appreciated what he did for me, and I wanted to feel him inside me.

With that thought settled, I moved slowly, climbing on him, so I was sitting on his still hard cock. My cunny was still so sensitive I closed my eyes at the feeling. Opening them I saw he was still watching me, his hands rubbing up and down my naked thighs. “Thank you, Mark. It was unbelievable.”

“Yes, you are, Red.”

I blushed a little. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” I said boldly and removed my shirt, tossing it to the floor. He didn’t move a muscle, only continued to watch me. Keeping my eyes on his, I reached back and undid my bra, tossing it with my shirt. “I want you, Mark.”

His fingers gripped my thighs, and his hips lifted higher, pushing against me. “Are you sure, Rachel? We don’t have to.”

“I want to, Mark. I want you to be my first,” I murmured and leaned down to kiss him.

His arms wrapped around me and he kissed me harder; the only sign to how much restraint he was using with me. He moved suddenly rolling us over, so I was on my back, and he was on top of me.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted you.” His lips left burning little kisses down my jaw and to my neck, kissing down it to my chest. My hands moved up his body and into his hair gripping it tightly as I felt his teeth on my nipple.

He nibbled gently, licked his way to the other one sucking it into his mouth, licking over it. My back arched and the need was building again. ‘God is that possible,” I thought to myself.

Mark continued to kiss his way down my body, pulling my panties off my hips, down my legs and tossed it with my other clothing. His hands moved to my thighs, and he looked down at my cunny with its little red tuft of hair. No one had ever seen it before, and I was so glad in that moment that I had started trimming my hair.

“I have to taste you, Rachel.”

That look I was growing to love so much was back, and I nodded my permission, then he leaned forward, and I felt him wrap his mouth around my pussy.

“Oh God, Mark!”

His mouth sucked on me, and his tongue slid up between my lips and across my engorged clit. My hips rocked forward again, and I moaned, “Oh God.”

My fingers gripped his hair tightly pulling him closer moving my hips around. His mouth and tongue were everywhere, and I could feel the tightness coming back, but to my disappointment, he pulled back and gave me a grin.

“Not yet, Red.”

He stood up and undid his jeans pulling them down showing me his cock for the first time. A bit of fear and insecurity ran through me as he crawled on the bed between my legs.

“Don’t do that baby. I won’t hurt you,” he said, reassuring me kissing me gently.

“I know,” I said with complete confidence pulling him down to me.

The head of his cock bumped my lips, pushing through them as he rocked forward, sliding it up pressing onto my clit. I gasped softly, and he continued to move, gliding over my clit pushing harder building me back up. Then he moved enough that the head of his cock was pressing against my lips his hips moving gently pushing in a tiny bit at a time, spreading them for him.

I started to shake, and I needed to feel him so badly. “Mark please…”

He reached over and began to dig into the side table. “Shit,” he hissed and started to move from between my legs, but I grabbed him holding him in place.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t find the stupid condom I dropped in here.”

“I don’t care; I’m on the pill for my periods. Please don’t stop.”

The look of relief went across his face before he kissed me again and started moving, pushing slowly between my lips and into my opening. He pushed in a little further, and I gasped. Looking into my eyes, he whispered, “I am going to hurt you, but only for a moment.”

I took a deep breath and nodded my head. With that, he pulled his hips back a little then pushed fully inside me. My nails pressed into his skin and I cried out at the sudden burning sensation, then his lips were back on mine kissing me hard.

Mark stayed perfectly still allowing the pain to ease before he started moving again. It was light movements at first, barely pulling in and out, then as I began moving with him, his movements became more fluid. Pulling back far, sliding slowly back in, over and over picking up speed each time.

My arms and legs were wrapped around him as his cock was now moving hard and deep inside. His mouth was on my neck, kissing and biting me. “Fuck, you feel so tight.”

I could feel the throbbing starting deep inside me, and I wanted him to touch it, to pull it from me. “Harder, Mark. It’s there. Make me cum again.”

That was the encouragement he needed because he was kissing me again as his cock pushed harder and faster.

“Right there… Oh God, yes right there…”

“Fuck, Rachel. That’s it cum for me.”

I could feel the little throbs, starting to grip his cock seconds before I felt the release. My pussy was gripping him harder and harder with each wave covering him with my cum, pulling it out of me each time his cock slid out.

“Shit you feel so good, I’m going to cum.”

“Please…” I moaned, wanting to feel it.

He groaned loudly; his teeth sank into my shoulder, and I felt his warm cum filling me causing tiny little aftershocks. My pussy throbbed again milking more and more cum from him.

We lay together completely connected for a few more moments, then he slid off me, pulling me close keeping me wrapped in his arms. “Like I said before, you are amazing, Red.”

I giggled softly, “You’re not so bad yourself, Mark.”

His hand came down hard on my bottom. “I think you will be getting more of those.”

I grinned and looked up. “Oh, I hope so.”

Mark laughed and hugged me again.

“There is one little problem though.”

“What’s that?” he asked sleepily.

“Who’s going to tell your sister?”