In the comforts of his home, we watched a movie on his couch after spending the day together. I cuddled up next to him, craving physical attention. We’d been friends, but this was the first time we hung out in person, and there seemed to be tension building between us- the good kind- but neither one of us was ready to break it.

That is until he wrapped an arm around me and looked into my eyes. Somehow, we were both on the same page because they were welcomed when his lips met mine. I lightly sucked his lower lip and traced my finger along his arm that wasn’t around me. With a slight push from him, I fell back on the couch seat with him on top of me. As our kisses increased with passion, his chest pressed against mine, and his hands held my head and waist. I wrapped a leg around him to pull him tighter against my hips, and I heard his slight gasp in response. 

He looked down at my chest and moved his hand from my waist up my torso under my shirt until he grabbed my left breast. His thumb lightly teased my nipple to make it stand up and poke through my shirt when he moved his hand away. He lifted my crop top just over my tits and grabbed one of them once more.

I pulled my lips away from his and lightly sucked on his ear. After a second, I blew on it and heard a sigh from him. I brought my leg closer to his body and slightly moved my knee-length skirt upward.

As soon as he saw my bare thigh, he squeezed and dug his nails into it, which felt incredible. He lifted his grip and moved his hand closer to my underwear, rubbing up and down gently. He took them off me and laid them on my chest. I grabbed them and immediately noticed the wet spot I'd left from the foreplay, and then I threw them behind me, on my bag. With only the tip of his finger, he slipped between my labia and probed my opening. I sighed with relief from the slight touch. He only kept the fingertip in while he began licking my neck, which made me moan more. But hearing my heavy breathing and moans right next to his ear wasn’t enough. He introduced a second finger and slid both as far as they could go inside me. I bore down with an even louder moan that was music to his ears.

“I can’t believe how wet and tight you are. I bet I can’t get more than three fingers in,” he murmured in my ear.

“You can try if you want,” I responded, eager for him to fill me. 

He slipped in a third finger and used the “come hither” motion, making me convulse with pleasure. He continued pressing against that spot inside me which felt like waves of pleasure. My hips pressed up, trying to keep rhythm with his hand.

“I bet it would feel better if I had something that filled me just right,” I said, breathing heavily.

“And what do you think that would be?” he acted clueless.

“Please. Please fuck me,” I pleaded.

“Isn’t this already fucking you?”

Frustrated by the teasing, I begged, “Please. Please, I want your cock.”

As he removed his fingers, I watched him put on a condom, get into position, and line himself up against me. Barely entering with his tip, He asked, “Do you want it like this?” And before I could reply, he was already inside me.

“Oh, my god. Fingering you is nothing like actually fucking you. I had absolutely no idea how good you would feel.” 

I laughed, “well yeah, that’s kind of the whole point.” Then it dawned on me. “Is this your first time?”

He slowed his pace and seemed to deflate with embarrassment. “I’ve fingered before, but I haven’t gotten this far.” He gestured to himself below.

“You’re doing pretty good so far.” I pointed to a pillow on another couch. “How about you get that for me?” He walked away and retrieved the pillow. I lifted my bottom half up while he placed it below me. “Let me know what you think about this angle.”

Once more, he entered me, and we both let out deep gasps. “This is so...much...deep-er.” He spaced his words out with his thrusts that grew in intensity. His hands gradually lifted my ass higher, making my moans get higher pitched with increasing pleasure. 

“Right there, don’t… stop…” I commanded through deep breaths. My moans continued as he kept pushing inside me. He started to increase his speed until his eyes met mine and he raised his eyebrows.

He mouthed the words, “I’m coming.” He leaned forward and slowed his pace. His hands let go of my bottom and my ass fell on the pillow below. He brought his face closer to mine. “What about you?”

“It was fun, but I didn’t cum yet.” He looked disappointed. “But don’t worry, I’ll show you how to do that next.”