First Time Tales - Stranded

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  I let out a long, “Oooooooh.” After a breath, I added, “Oh yessss, that’s it.” The pleasure was beginning again, just from him being inside of me. And when he lifted his hips and slowly began to pull out, I groaned again, feeling the pleasure of his thickness sliding through my tight embrace.

  Taking his time, he withdrew until just the head remained inside, then reversed direction, pressing back into me, forcing my tight inner walls apart with his rigid flesh. It was so unlike what I thought it would be, so much more intimate. This man was inside of me, and it made me feel so close to him.

  No trace of pain remained, as he increased his pace slightly, sliding in and out, alternating between filling me completely, and withdrawing to leave me empty and needing him back inside. I searched for his lips in the darkness, and we kissed urgently as his cock continued to move inside of me.

  That’s right, his cock was in my pussy. And we were fucking. The words went through my mind, and they fit perfectly, just like he fit perfectly inside of me. I no longer felt like a child, now that this secret of adulthood had been revealed to me. I now knew why couples shared those private glances in public, because this is what they had been doing behind closed doors.

  My legs moved up around him, and I pressed my knees against his sides as I rested my feet on his butt. This made his cock slide into me at a slightly different angle, touching different nerve endings and setting off fresh sparks of pleasure. I even felt bold enough to tighten my legs in time with his thrusts, pulling my pussy up onto him as he pressed down.

  Encouraged, he picked up more speed, and his solid thickness impaled me again and again. I thought back to what I had seen with Matt and Jenny, and in my mind’s eye I imagined Danny’s cock spearing into my tender flesh, spreading my labia wide with each thrust as my pussy warmly enveloped him.

  I lightly scratched my fingernails down his back, and gripped his muscular butt in my hands. This caused him to emit a low growl of pleasure, so I did it again. His response was to begin fucking me harder, and I felt his strength as he thrust between my spread thighs.

  That now-familiar inner tightness had returned, and I knew another explosion was imminent. Each time his solid cock bottomed out in me, I felt like a clock spring being wound tighter and tighter. From the sounds he was making, I could tell he was getting close also, and I thought about what Becky had told me about Vinny. I wondered if I would be able to feel Danny squirting in me.

  “Yesss,” I cried out, right next to his ear. A series of lightning bolts lit the room with a flickering display, and I stared at the ceiling over his shoulder. Part of me wondered if this was just a beautiful dream, and I would wake up tomorrow still an innocent virgin.

  “Oh, Chrissie,” he whispered back, “Ohhhh.”

  My hands gripped his butt again, assisting his thrusts by pulling him down to me. He responded by fucking me harder, and I felt his full strength as his hips drove down against my upturned thighs. Our bodies made soft slapping sounds as we met, and I felt his balls hit against my bum hole each time he thrust deep.

  He was groaning loudly now, grunting out in time with his hips. I joined him, moaning with each exhale, feeling my pleasure rising, approaching that breaking point.

  “Oh, oh, oh,” I whispered, and the tight ball inside of me shrank down to a pinpoint. I teetered on the edge. Danny groaned loudly and his body convulsed, driving his hips down hard and lodging his cock deep. I felt it spasm inside of me, followed by a warm sensation. That was all it took to send me over.

  “Uhhhhggg!” I cried, as my body began to thrash. The waves of pleasure pounded over me, and I felt like I was back in the surf being tossed by the ocean. I clung tightly to his shuddering body as the delirious pleasure overwhelmed me. My inner pussy muscles clenched and grabbed at his throbbing cock, sweeping up and down his length in gut-wrenching ripples, as it continued to pulse and gush its warmth into me.

  My mind drifted again, floating on a cloud of bliss. Our bodies gave one last simultaneous shudder, and then we lay still, holding each other in our embrace as we rested in the contented afterglow. At some point he slid out of me, and rolled over onto his back. I snuggled up next to him, with my head on his shoulder. He kissed my forehead.

  “Oh Danny, that was wonderful.”

  “You were incredible.”

  I couldn’t help but grin. “Was I?”

  “Yes. You sure that was your first time?”

  I giggled. “Of course.”

  “Amazing.”

  “Thank you, Danny.”

  “Happy birthday, Chrissie.”

  I turned, so that my back was to him, and he turned also, spooned against me. His arm slid around my waist and pulled me snugly against him, making me feel safe and warm. The storm still raged outside, but now the sound was comforting as I fell asleep in my lover’s arms.

  Chapter 29

  In the morning, I awoke to the sound of a steady rain outside. The clouded sunshine shone through the gaps in the shutters, giving the room an eerie glow. Recognizing that it wasn’t my room, the events of the previous night came back to me in a rush.

  I grinned and rolled over. Danny was still asleep, lying on his back with the sheets pulled up to his waist. Sidling over to him, I snuggled against his side, enjoying his warmth. He didn’t wake up, and I lightly traced my fingertips over his chest.

  Curious, I pushed down the sheet to look at him. His cock was much smaller than it had been last night, lying flaccidly against his thigh. I touched it lightly, feeling the smooth skin.

  After checking to make sure he was still sleeping, I scooted downward, wanting to get a closer look at this curiosity. Leaning over it, I studied it intently, enjoying the way it was lying there peacefully, while knowing firsthand what it was capable of. I wondered if I could make it hard without him waking.

  I brushed my fingertips over the head, feeling the soft ridge leading down to the shaft. In response, it lifted off his thigh and flopped on its back, causing me to grin wide. I ran my fingers over the underside, from the tip down to where his balls began, and then back up. It pulsed and began to swell, growing in thickness and in length.

  I smiled again. I was loving my first opportunity to play with this toy. I continued to stroke it, and it stiffened and grew, lifting off of his stomach as it straightened. I couldn’t believe that small thing I had woken up to was now this big. But most of all, I couldn’t believe I’d had this thing inside of me last night.

  He was now fully hard, arching up over his stomach in a solid curve. The head was now swollen smooth, the skin stretched tight. I licked my lips.

  No, I couldn’t do that! Could I?

  I thought back to what I had seen Jenny do to Matt, and what Becky had talked about doing to Vinny. Becky had said she enjoyed it, and from the look I had seen on Jenny’s face as Matt’s cock slid into her mouth, she had loved it also.

  But did that mean he would squirt into my mouth? I didn’t think I was ready for that. Maybe I could just try it, just to see what it was like?

  Tentatively, I leaned in closer, bringing my mouth to him. Very softly, I kissed it on the tip. I held there, making sure he wasn’t going to squirt, and when nothing happened I became emboldened. Parting my lips slightly, I flicked out my tongue, licking along his soft skin. It had a musky masculine flavor, which sent a thrill of pleasure through me.

  I licked down his shaft, until I reached the hair of his balls, and then back up, all the way to the tip where my tongue became interested in the small, slitted hole. The flavor was strongest there, and I teased over the opening, exploring the delights of this discovery.

  Without even thinking of it, I slid my lips over the head, taking it into my mouth. I held there for a moment, letting my tongue do all the work, flicking over his sensitive skin. Then I remembered what Jenny had done, and I pressed my head down, sliding it further into my mouth.

  It felt uncomfortable and natural at the same time. Uncomfortable because I wasn’t used to having something
like this prodding the back of my throat, but natural because it was warm and soft against my tongue, and pulsed gently with his heartbeat.

  I slowly slid my lips up and down, taking it deep and then moving off until I was just kissing the tip. At that point, I used the tip of my tongue to lick at his slit, tasting more of his manly flavor. Something about the taste set my pleasure on edge, and I felt wetness seeping through my pussy.

  I heard him sigh softly, and I glanced up to make sure he was still asleep. He wasn’t. Instead, he had moved his hands behind his head, and was watching what I was doing. A soft smiled curled across his lips.

  Chapter 30

  I lifted my head off of him and smiled back. “Good morning.”

  “Good morning.”

  “Sorry, I wasn’t planning on doing this, but I couldn’t help myself.”

  His grin widened. “No need to apologize. It feels wonderful. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

  I giggled. “I’m sure. Want me to keep going?”

  “I would love that.”

  “I don’t want to, um…”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll stop you before I come.”

  “Come?”

  “Ejaculate.”

  I nodded, pretending I had heard the word before. But it was clear what it meant. I lowered my head and took him into my mouth again. Ejaculate. I liked the sound of it.

  I moved slowly, enjoying every touch of our skin. Up and down, making him wet with my saliva, allowing my lips to glide over his flesh. My hand curled around the base and angled him upwards, so I could bob straight up and down.

  Paying attention to his reactions, I tried out different things. I noticed that when I tightened my lips and took him deep, he groaned out in pleasure. And when I focused my tongue on the tip, just below the opening, small spasms went through his stomach muscles. But what he seemed to like most was when I took just the head in my mouth, and sucked hard.

  “Uhhhhh,” he moaned during one of those times, “That feels so good, baby.”

  I smiled inwardly at him calling me that. I started this little fantasy in my head, where we were husband and wife, and we had just woken up on a Saturday morning. Our baby was in its nursery in the room next door, and before I got up to take care of it, I was taking care of my man’s needs. The thought of this sent shivers of pleasure spiraling through me, and another wet bubble of pleasure burst in my pussy.

  More of his fluids were leaking from the tip, and I hungrily lapped them away. I discovered that if I milked upward with my hand, I would be rewarded with a few drops of the slick, tasty fluid. He also liked this, and I added it to my repertory.

  I increased my speed, and my lips made wet, slick sounds as they slid up and down over his skin. His breathing picked up, and his ab muscles clenched and unclenched. He groaned softly with each exhale, and his hips pushed up slightly, his cock rising to meet each of my downward strokes.

  “Oooh,” he moaned, “getting close, baby.”

  I heard what he said, but it didn’t register in my lust-addled mind. All I wanted to do was to keep sucking on this cock in my mouth. Nothing else mattered at the moment.

  I drove my face down on him again and again, loving the feel of his warm, hard flesh wetly thrusting into me. I felt so alive, and the sounds of pleasure he was making drove me on, wanting to please him above everything else.

  “Uh, uh, uh,” he grunted, matching the pace of my mouth. “Baby… Baby… I’m coming…”

  Once again, his words had no meaning to me, and I continued to suck him. His cock seemed to harden further, and the head swelled in my mouth.

  “Uhhhhggg!” he groaned, as his body locked in a strong muscle spasm. The head in my mouth swelled even further, and I felt the shaft pulse strongly under my hand. In the next moment, a warm spurt struck the roof of my mouth.

  My eyes opened wide in shock, and I pulled my mouth from him. But just as my lips slid off the end, another spurt erupted, jetting between my lips and onto my tongue. I stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed as his cock continued to pulse and jerk in my hand, sending jet after jet of white fluid into the air, landing on his stomach and chest.

  I watched it all in rapt fascination, seeing with my eyes what I had only heard about previously. He gasped, grunted, and thrashed through it all, breathing deeply as his cock continued to squirt, until finally he relaxed back on the bed, and the last spurt dribbled from the tip and ran down over my hand.

  As he lay there with his eyes closed, gasping for air, I ran my tongue over my lips, focusing on the flavor that coated my taste buds. It was a mixture of bitter and salty, but more importantly, it tasted like him, and I decided I wanted all of it in my mouth next time.

  I moved to lie beside him, pressed up against his side as he recovered. Using my fingertips, I played with the small pools of white goo that spattered his chest, feeling its slick consistency between my fingers, and even bringing it to my mouth for more of its taste.

  He lifted his head to watch me, and I smiled up at him, sucking on my finger.

  “Hey, baby,” I said.

  “That was incredible.”

  I grinned. “I loved doing that for you.”

  “I could tell. Sorry about getting some in your mouth.”

  I ran a finger through a wet pool on his chest, and then brought it to my lips where I licked it clean. “Not a problem,” I said with a mischievous smile.

  “God, you’re so sexy. Where did that innocent little girl go?”

  I giggled. “Blown away by the storm. And you.”

  He smiled. “Looks like the weather has improved. Our time alone is probably limited.”

  I laid my head on his shoulder. “I like being here with you.”

  He caressed my hair. “So do I, baby.”

  “Danny?”

  “Yes?”

  “Will you make love to me again?”

  He smiled and rolled over onto me, kissing me deeply.

  Chapter 31

  This time, he let me put the rubber on, after I had gotten him hard again with my mouth. He returned the favor with his mouth on me, but he didn’t make me come that way. Instead, he got me close, and then moved up to kiss me as his cock head searched for my wet opening. I tasted myself on his lips and groaned as his erection found its target and slid tightly into me.

  I came quickly, shuddering and thrashing around his impaling thickness as he continued to thrust. And then once again a few minutes later, as his hips drove relentlessly between my spread thighs.

  When I recovered enough, he turned us both over, lying on his back as I straddled his waist. I wasn’t sure how to move at first, but his hands held my hips and guided me, and soon I picked up the rhythm, rolling my hips and thrusting upon him. His hands moved up to cup my breasts, and as his fingers played with my nipples, I felt my pleasure rising once again. From the sounds he was making, I could tell he was getting close also, and I picked up my pace, wanting to finish at the same time.

  I got there first, groaning loudly and shuddering as the pleasure pulsed through me in waves. He followed right behind, grabbing my hips and holding me down as he shoved his cock deep, filling me with his liquid warmth. I collapsed down onto his chest and clung to him as we rode out our inner storms together.

  I fell asleep on him, and we woke up an hour later. After kissing me, he got up, telling me he was going to take a shower. As I listened to the water, I thought of him in there, soaping up his naked body. I got up.

  When I pulled the shower curtain and stepped in with him, he grinned, and said he was hoping I would join him. We kissed again, and his hand slid between my legs, the water mixing with my inner slickness as he found all of my sensitive spots. My hand gripped his cock, and it rose up stiff and hard, pointing at the ceiling. He came first, jetting against the side of the shower stall as my hand pumped him tightly. Then it was my turn, pressing my gasping face into his chest as his fingers sent me over the edge, convulsing and shuddering in his embrace. By the time
it was over, the water was running cool, and we had to get out.

  It was time for my lotion again, and I lay naked on his bed as his hands moved on me. This time, there were no shorts to get in his way, and after he covered the stings, his hands wandered up onto my butt, kneading and caressing my skin.

  I shivered as his fingertips trailed down my crack, bumping over my bum hole to slide into my pussy. A moan escaped my lips as his fingers found that sweet spot and rubbed it gently. It didn’t take long for me to come again, shuddering and writhing beneath his talented hands.

  Chapter 32

  After we dressed, we went downstairs and put together a breakfast we didn’t have to cook. As we were eating, the phone rang, startling both of us.

  “Hello?” Danny said after picking up the receiver.

  “Hey, Dad, where are you?”

  “Glad to hear you’re safe. Yeah, we were stuck here for the night. Yes, she’s fine, tell Becky not to worry.”

  “This afternoon? That’s good. No, we haven’t been outside yet. But one of the trees beside the house was blown over. Yeah, it was pretty bad all night.”

  “Ok. We’ll see you then. Love ya, Dad. Bye.”

  “Everyone’s ok?” I asked.

  He nodded. “Yeah. It was worse than I thought – they had to all share a single hotel room.”

  “Yuck. I preferred our sleeping arrangements.”

  He grinned at me. “Same here.”

  “What was that about this afternoon?”

  “That’s when the bridge should be repaired.”

  I smiled. “So we have more time together?”

  He grinned again. “What have I created? How about let’s go for a walk on the beach first, and then come back here?”

  “Sounds like a plan. Especially the coming back here part.”