K had been eagerly awaiting B’s return all week. The excitement of having her boyfriend home from the army for the weekend filled her with joy and anticipation. The sun had been shining brightly all day, and the two of them spent it relaxing in the garden of a nearby country pub, sipping on cool cider, eating good food and laughing together. K, a bubbly brunette with an hourglass figure that turned heads wherever she went, felt her heart swell whenever she looked at B’s handsome face.

As the day turned into evening, they returned to the converted garage he stayed in at his parent's home, and the air became charged with unspoken tension. B’s eyes lingered on K’s curves, her large 36DD breasts and peachy backside filling her breezy sundress, and his vision became full of desire. K, feeling the heat of his gaze, felt her own desire build.

They sat on the sofa, their fingers intertwined, sharing stolen kisses. B’s touch was gentle yet insistent, and K felt a shiver run down her spine and a warmth grow between her legs. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it too. Tonight, she decided, she would give into B’s advances and give up her virginity to him.

Their kisses grew more passionate, hands exploring each other’s bodies with increasing urgency. B lifted K effortlessly up to her feet and over his shoulder. Carrying her to the bed, where he dropped her down playfully with a bounce. She giggled, looking up at him, hair a mess and her dress ridden up to show her upper thigh, her heart racing, as he began to undress her, taking his time to savour every moment.

B’s hands caressed her soft skin, making her gasp with pleasure as he slipped her dress off her shoulders and down her milky skin. He took his time, kissing every inch of her, his lips trailing down her neck to her breasts. He unclasped her strapless bra and gently kissed both of her perfect gumdrop-sized nipples before kissing down further. K’s breath caught as he finally pulled her dress completely off, revealing her bare pussy.  B smiled and kissed her inner thighs, her body responding to his touch in ways she’d never experienced before.

He brought her to the edge with his mouth, his tongue skillfully teasing her swollen clit until she could barely stand it. K moaned his name, her hands clutching the sheets, lost in the sensation as she came hard for the first time that night.  B drank up her sweet nectar before he moved up her body, kissing her deeply.

B stood up over K, who was still attempting to regain her breath. He looked down at her as he pulled off his vintage T-shirt to reveal his defined chest, arms, and shoulders. K gazed lovingly up at him as she positioned herself against the headboard, taking in the show. B's hands unclasped his belt, and with one slight push, his jeans dropped to the floor.

K’s eyes widened at the sight of his smooth, veiny meat sticking straight out before him. She bit her bottom lip as he took a step closer so she was now level with the swollen purple head of his large cock. Her left hand gently grasped it as she leaned forward and licked it from base to tip without breaking eye contact with B. She may still be a virgin, but over the months that K and B have been dating, she has really mastered pleasing B with her oral skills.

K skillfully worked on all eight inches of his thick cock until it hit the back of her throat, she bobbed back and forth a few times before swallowing and taking the final two inches into her throat. She repeated the process over while working his healthy sack with her spare hand until she felt him grow in her throat, and with a single animalistic grow, he emptied himself deep into her throat.

After a few minutes of recovery, B stumbled away from the bed into the kitchen and returned shortly with two chilled glasses of cold white wine. B walked back onto the bed and handed one to K, who was still looking rosy-cheeked and slightly dishevelled. He sat between her legs and slowly sipped the refreshingly sweet wine as he rested his hand on K's hip. After a few moments, his hand slipped from her hip to between her legs as he lazily slid his finger up and down between her wet folds and over her pearl-sized clit. He did this a couple of times before gently pushing his forefinger into her tight tunnel. After a few moments of working it back and forth, he gently slipped his middle finger in as well and curved them up to find her G spot while his thumb applied pressure to her now exposed clit.

K necked the rains of her wine as B's second finger entered her. She felt herself stretch a little to accommodate him, and the air shot from her lungs as his thumb tapped her clit. She dropped the now-empty glass onto the carpet and reached for his semi-erect cock, and started pumping it back into life. Within a few minutes, she lost focus as her body gave over to the pleasure of B's efforts, and she reclined onto the bed gasping for air, legs shaking and head spinning.

B followed her down onto the bed and positioned himself between K's trembling legs. Their first time was a mix of tenderness and raw passion. B was careful, yet his desire was palpable. K felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as he entered her. She winced slightly as she stretched wide to accommodate him and bit his lip hard as her hymen gave way. Their bodies started moving together in a rhythm that felt natural and perfect.

Once K was comfortable with B being inside her and was able to accept his gentle but deep thrusts, they tried different positions, B guiding her gently, their bodies becoming slick with sweat.

K found herself on top, B’s hands on her hips, guiding her movements. She felt powerful and free, riding him with increasing confidence. Their moans filled the room. B sat up, took Ks nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard, and playfully nibbled it, coursing her to moan with please and sink her pelvis down against his until they both found release together. Ks back arched, her face turned a shade of purple as her brain forgot to breathe, and her whole body went tight, clamping around Bs cock that was now buried deep into her. K collapsed forward just as Bs climax hit as he finally found release twitching deep inside her as he filled the condom with what felt like gallons of hot cum.

K watched as B withdrew from her tender pussy; sitting back on his heels, he began to slowly remove the full rubber from his softening member. B noticed the look of shock on K's face as she stared at his crutch. He jokingly mentioned how it’s been a while since his last release, but K shook her head and pointed. Following her gaze, B noticed the stains on the duvet and on both their bodies.

“It’s fine," he said softly, taking her hand.

B led K to the small bathroom and filled the sink with warm, soapy water. He kissed K lovingly and began to wash her clean, ensuring to be gentle between her thighs. Once she was all fresh, he quickly washed himself down before taking her back to the bed. He threw back the duvet and grabs a throw from the wardrobe before handing K a glass of water and sniggling in behind her.

After a short conversation in which K attempted to apologise, but B wouldn’t hear it, insisting there was nothing to apologize about, they settled into bed, although sleep didn’t come. The night was filled with whispered words of love, heated touches, and the kind of intimacy that only deepened their bond. They explored each other’s bodies, finding new ways to bring each other pleasure until they were both exhausted and spent.

K woke up the next morning feeling sore and tender, her body a reminder of the night’s passionate activities. She smiled to herself, a sense of satisfaction and love filling her heart. B was already up, bustling about the room. He noticed she was awake and came over, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said softly, his eyes filled with love. “I made you breakfast.”

He brought a tray filled with her favourite foods and placed it on the bed in front of her. She smiled up at him, her heart full. B kissed her again before hurrying to change the blood-stained bedding, his actions speaking volumes about his love and care for her.

As K ate her breakfast, she watched B work, feeling grateful for the love they shared. The night had been everything she’d hoped for despite being maybe a bit rougher than she had hoped, and she knew that no matter what the future held, they would always have this moment, this weekend, and the deep connection that bound them together.