by Rebel Hart
Aria smiled and nodded at me. “Yeah. That’s true.”
In my pocket my phone buzzed and I pulled it out. “It’s Hannah.”
“Tell her I’m dealing with my mom and Tristan lauding over me enough, I don’t need her to do it too,” Aria said.
My heart jumped up into my throat when I opened the text. “She’s not checking on you,” I said.
“Oh?” Aria said, sitting up a little straighter in her bed and trying her hardest to crane her neck over to see my phone screen. “What is it?”
A huge smile crossed my face and warm, fuzzy feelings filled me from the tip of my toes up to the top of my head.
“An address,” I replied, then looked up and met Aria’s gaze. “She just dropped me her location.”
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Arden
Knowing good and well that Hannah wouldn’t be inviting me to her parents’ home, I was curious where her location was taking me. I almost entered the address into a navigator of some kind, but I kind of liked the element of surprise and didn’t. Instead, I just followed the roads on the map on my phone and used my natural compass to direct me closer and closer to the pin that she’d left me. Even though she hadn’t provided any context in her text message, the act itself was enough for me to know the news I was about to get was good. Shared locations had been something of a relationship symbol for us, and the fact that she sent me hers to ask to meet up felt significant.
Still, I tried not to get my hopes up. It could have just been an absent-minded decision or Hannah trying to be considerate and keep a bond between us in spite of all the toxicity that had developed between us. There was still so much at stake for her. She wasn’t out yet, and her parents would definitely kick her out if she came out. Much like mine, her entire future was hinging upon whatever decision she made, and I didn’t want to overestimate her ability to give all of that up for me.
After all, she couldn’t do it before.
The address that Hannah sent me took me a little outside the main city to a small country cottage. I didn’t recognize it as any place of interest, but I could see Hannah’s car pulled up the long driveway and knew I was in the right place. I had to imagine she wouldn’t invite me to the middle of nowhere to turn me down, but again, I wasn’t getting my hopes up just in case.
I parked my car behind Hannah’s and walked up to the door of the place, noticing that the front door was open. Assuming it was left open so I could just enter, I opened the screen door and walked in. There was a small living room to the left and a dining room to the right that looked like it continued northward into a kitchen that eventually spiraled around and reconnected with the living room. Directly across from the front door was a staircase with a small room next to them that opened to a quarter bathroom.
“Hannah?” I called out.
“Arden?” she yelled back. “Come upstairs.”
“Uh, okay.”
I shut and locked the front door, kicked off my shoes, and climbed up the stairs. At the top, there was a door directly to the right that was shut, and then the landing wrapped around, passing another full bathroom, and leading down to a bedroom that the door was open and I could see Hannah wasn’t in it. Looking to my right, I grabbed the handle and opened the door, freezing in my tracks when I did.
There were flowers all over an adorable bedroom, including flower petals sprinkled on the bed, and a star globe had been set up and was casting a rolling display of glowing stars across the ceiling. In the middle of the room, dressed in a white dress with her hair done in beautiful waves, and proudly displaying her stunning, natural, brown eyes, was Hannah. She was fidgeting nervously and butterflies fluttered through my stomach at the sight of her.
She took a breath and said, “Um…” Then she looked backwards at the bed and brought her gaze to me. She tried several times to say something before finally just pressing her lips together and smiling at me.
That was as much of a go-ahead as I needed.
I crossed the room and cupped my hand behind her head and pulled her to me. She pressed her lips to mine, looping her arms up around my neck, and I stepped backwards until we fell down onto the bed. Her tongue skipped forward from between her lips, playfully requesting entrance, which I quickly granted. I could feel her skin heating up under mine and felt good knowing that I wasn’t the only one burning up. All I’d dreamed of for years was that moment.
It was finally happening.
Hannah pulled away from me briefly, her face drenched red. “Um… So… This is, uh… I’ve never…”
My heart seized up for a moment. “Oh shit, that’s right. You’ve only been with guys other than me.”
“Well…” She said. “I’ve never actually been with a guy either.”
“Oh. You’re a total virgin?” I asked.
Her already dark face darkened even more. “I didn’t really want to be with anyone else but you, so…”
Melt my heart already. “And you’re sure you’re ready? We don’t have to rush.”
She smiled at me. “I’ve been ready for a long time.”
That was a relief to hear. “Me too.”
It was a good mile marker for me though. It meant I couldn’t run in guns blazing; I had to be slow and considerate. A first time was intense enough, let alone a first time of the kind of sex they don’t drill into your head during sex ed. I trusted myself though, and as Hannah let herself go, it was clear she did too. We made out for a little bit longer before I slipped backwards off the bed and got to my feet. I grabbed Hannah’s hand and brought her up to stand with me, then turned her around so her back was to me. I kissed the back of her neck gently as I carefully slid the straps of her dress across her shoulders and down her arms. I made sure to attune my senses for any sign that I needed to slow down, but Hannah had her head drifted backwards against my shoulder and her eyes were closed as she hummed in satisfaction.
Dropping her dress down to the floor, I let out a little happy grunt at the turquoise lace bra and panties she was wearing. They hugged her curves perfectly, curves that I hadn’t really gotten to experience even back when we dated the first time because she bloomed late and they were just coming in when we parted ways. She had a perfect curve to her hips and c-cup breasts that fit snugly in my hands when I slid them up to caress her.
She let out a yelp that made me nervous. “Are you okay?”
She slapped her hands on top of mine, keeping them in place. “Yeah. I’ve never felt good like this before.”
“Just this? I haven’t done that much.”
“I know, but it already feels so good.”
I smiled, leaning forward to whisper into her ear. “I’ve got really good news for you then…”
She let out a dark, lurid sigh and coaxed me to continue massaging her breasts by squeezing my hands. I obliged, giving each proper attention before coming around to undo her bra and drop it away. One hand I sent back to continue working there, while I slid the other down and just under the hem of her underwear. I was slightly nervous, not because I doubted my own skills, but because if just her breasts were eliciting the kind of reaction they were, we were going to have to go really slow. That was okay with me though.
We had plenty of time.
I was careful and intentional in the way I moved my fingers between her legs, making sure to carefully tease her sensitive spots first, introducing her to the sensation slowly before going full force. She let out a moan that lit me on fire, and I increased the friction in small increments, flicking over the sensitive nub of nerves at her crest before sliding down to her hole and rubbing over it. The fact that no one had taken her before made me incredibly happy, but also meant I had the responsibility of breaking her hymen eventually, which was notably more difficult without certain… appendages.
That likely wouldn’t happen this first time though. I wanted this to be all about pleasure and growing trust. The rest could come later.
“That feels good,” she whimpered.
“I�
�m glad,” I said. “I’ll show you more.”
I pulled my hands back and turned her around to face me. I led with a kiss against her lips before kissing a few different spots on her neck as I guided her back down to her back on the bed. I knelt on the bed between her legs and reached down to hook my fingers into the edges of her underwear and pull them down. The tops of her thighs, stomach, and chest were bright red, and it was so sexy.
“What about you?” she asked. “You’re still fully dressed.”
I held up my hands. “My bad.”
The hoodie I had on was easy enough to remove, as was the only thing I was wearing under it, a sports bra. Hannah watched me with a hungry gaze before she said, “Yeah. I’m definitely gay.”
I laughed and nodded. “Yeah. Me too.”
Hannah sat up from where she was laying, bringing her face even with my breasts. My body got ten degrees hotter as she timidly lifted her hand to rub along one of them before suddenly taking the initiative and leaning in to close her mouth around the other. A shockwave of pleasure ran over me and I threaded my fingers into her hair to let her know that I appreciated the actions. Her other hand rubbed along my stomach briefly before sliding down to the base of my leggings. She slipped her hand under them and my underwear, diving right between my legs, and then I could tell she was just trying to mimic my actions.
Making me very glad that I set an example one could follow.
Euphoria crashed over me in wave after wave while Hannah experimented. I assumed I’d be leading, but I wasn’t complaining. At least not until my center started to get hotter and hotter.
“You’re about to make me come that way,” I huffed.
“Really?!” she yelped. It was so fucking cute that all I could do was just duck my head and start laughing. The sensation left my body in an instant, which she must have sensed because she whined out, “Oh no. That was sooo lame.”
“It wasn’t. It was adorable,” I said, bringing my hands up to hold the sides of her face. “Besides, it’s a good thing. I would have felt pretty lame myself if I came first when it’s your first time.” I grabbed her hands and pulled them free of the different places they’d latched onto and brought them up to my lips to kiss sweetly. “Lay back.”
She was still pouting a bit from her ruined ministrations, but I planned to send that far from her brain. As she fell back, I slipped a little down the bed until I could curl my arms around her legs and pull them over my shoulders. I dipped my head between her legs and gently started to caress my tongue along her slit. She immediately let out a moan, but I didn’t shy away that time. It was time for her to experience full pleasure.
Starting slow and only picking up the pace in response to Hannah’s moans and writhing, I began to work her center over with my tongue. Her hands were clasped onto the blankets on either side of her, wrinkling up some of the flower petals.
It wasn’t long before her legs started to shudder, likely due to her inexperience, and she whined out, “It feels weird.”
“Let it happen,” I instructed, continuing to use my mouth to bring her up to and eventually over the edge. Her moans got so loud that I was glad we were in a house alone, and her legs clenched around my head.
Eventually, her convulsions weakened and I came up, sliding up to look her in the eyes. “Well?”
Her eyes had tears in the corners and she was breathing deeply, but she had a smile on her face. “That’s what I’ve been missing? Dammit.”
“A piece of it anyway. I have more tricks, but I won’t throw them all at you at once.” I rolled over to her side and started to pet her, but she looked over at me frustrated. “What?”
“What about you?” she said.
“It’s your first time,” I said. “It’s okay.”
“It’s our first time,” she retorted. “Tell me what to do.”
Before I could stop her, she was already repositioning herself between my legs. She grabbed the sides of my leggings and underwear and pulled them down and off, then once again mimicked what I had done earlier and pulled my legs up over her shoulders. I saw the look of nervousness on her face and ran my hand through her hair.
“Hannah, really. You don’t have to. When you feel more comfortable, then we can try it. Use your hands again. You almost got me before,” I said.
She shook her head. “I want to do it this way. I want you to feel how I did.”
Mixed into the nerves was a determination I knew I couldn’t argue with. “Okay,” I said. “Just use your tongue. You’re a woman, you know what feels good. Focus there and you can’t go wrong.”
“Okay,” she said, nodding, then she ducked in and I felt her tongue ever so slightly graze against the bean. I let out a yip and she stopped. “I’m sorry. Was that okay?”
“Yeah,” I groaned. “Do it more.”
She listened, sticking her tongue out more fully then and taking a full lap. I dropped my head back and breathed into it. Even for the fact that it was her first time, it felt so much better than anyone I’d been with before. It was so timid, but at the same time adventurous, but mostly it was knowing that it was the woman I loved that made all the difference.
Picking up the pace, she slid downwards, teasing my hole with her tongue, going slightly further than I did, poking it in and out. “That feels good,” I reassured.
It gave her the confidence she needed and she worked herself up into a rhythm, alternating between the two spots and growing in speed as she carried on. Wanting the full experience, I got a little carried away and said, “Stick your finger in,” and then realized what I said and looked down at her. “No, wait. Sorr—” But she listened. She slipped a finger inside of me as she continued to lick, bringing me to ecstacy. “Ah! Yes, Hannah. Crook your finger upwards.” She followed the directive, crooking her finger up. “Go a little further in,” I said, feeling that she was nearly there. She pushed further and crooked up again and hit me square where I wanted. I threw my head back and gripped her head. “Yes! Right there!”
She hammered after it then, creating a pattern until my body started to buzz. I moaned and writhed until the feeling got too overwhelming and exploded. I fought to keep my legs open so that I wouldn’t scare the poor girl, but she didn’t quite understand the necessity to slow after an orgasm and kept going.
“Ah,” I said, pushing her head. “Slow down.”
“I’m sorry!” she screeched.
“No,” I said with a chuckle. “It’s okay. I came, so I’m oversensitive.”
“I did it?” she asked.
I pulled her up so that I could kiss her. “Yeah, baby, you did it.” I brought her up to me and wrapped my arms around her back. More would need to happen, preferably soon, but that was good for a first trip out, especially because I could already feel Hannah going weak in my hold.
The next thing I knew, we were blinking in the morning light.
“Wow,” I grumbled to myself. “It’s been a long time since I’ve slept like that.”
Hannah murmured on top of me. “Little more sleep.”
I smiled. “Whatever you want,” I said, though as soon as she said it, her stomach growled. “Ah, that’s post-sex hunger, it’s a very real issue.”
She sighed. “I wanna sleep more though.”
“Well, how long do we have this adorable place?” I said.
“All weekend,” she replied, then sat up and looked down at me. “Sorry it took a few days. I had to wait for my family to leave, then deposit all the graduation checks, and it took forever for them to clear…”
I shook my head. “You spent your graduation money on this?”
“Not all of it, but some of it.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” I said.
“What else was I gonna do? It wasn’t like we could do it at your place or mine. Plus, we couldn’t go to a hotel.” I furrowed my brow, confused why we couldn’t, but she was already getting up off of me and stretching, giving me an enticing shot of her beautiful, naked body. I
reached out and pulled her back down, sitting up so that I could wrap around her. “Hey!”
“Well since you paid for the place, I’m buying breakfast. I know you love that little diner in town. Let’s go there,” I said.
“Um…” She twisted so she could look at me. “Let’s order in instead.”
“What?” I said. “No, come on. I wanna show off my hot girlfriend.” She stood up off the bed and looked down at me and I didn’t like the feeling I was getting. “What’s wrong?”
“We can’t be seen. Not here,” she said.
I recoiled. “What?”
She crouched in front of me and looked up into my eyes. “Arden, I love you so much, but I’m just… not ready to come out yet. I want to be with you. Can’t that be enough for now?”
My heart started pounding so fast I thought it was going to come out of my chest. “Hannah, the whole point of this decision period was for you to decide if you could be with me fully. What are we doing if you’re not ready? We’re just back to where we started.”
“No!” she said, tears filling her eyes. “Because I’m not gonna date anyone else. I’ll only be with you, I just don’t feel like we have to flaunt it.”
“That’s not the point.” I got up from the bed and quickly started to pull on clothes, not feeling comfortable having that conversation naked. “I’m out. I don’t wanna hide who I am. I’ve already lost my family, suffered public ridicule, the whole nine. I did what I had to because I love you more than I’m afraid.”
“But… But…” She started to cry. “I’m not ready.”
I dragged my hands through my hair in frustration. This was so much worse than if she’d turned me down outright. Now that we had slept together, I was more attached than I already was. I didn’t want to give her up.
