by S. Cruz
“Do you have any idea how special you are? I would never do anything to hurt you or disrespect you, you know that right? You’re like a delicate flower in full bloom, ready to pick,” he said, looking totally flustered as he babbled on.
“Jesse, damn it, you’re not making any sense. You’re dragging out the issue and pissing me off. My friend and her big fucking mouth,” I yelled, standing up and stomping back and forth with my hands balled into fists. Now I was really angry and couldn’t hold back my frustration anymore.
He looked shocked at my outburst, watching me pace back and forth as I fumed about my big-mouthed friend.
“I’m sorry, Bailey; I’ve never been in this situation before, and obviously I’m not handling it very well. Please, honey, sit down, and let’s start over,” he said, reaching out for my fist. He pried my hand open to interlock our fingers. His eyes pleaded with me to calm down as he pulled my arm gently, causing me to flop down on the bed next to him.
“You’re a little feisty one, aren’t you, sweetheart?” he said, brushing my hair back behind my shoulder with a smile. He leaned over for a kiss, trying hard to pull me back from my meltdown.
I grabbed his head and put all of my pent-up frustration into our kiss, pulling his hair to get my point across. He moaned and flattened my body up against his, falling backward on the bed so the top part of my body was on his. His hands softly stroked my back to calm me down, but I wasn’t easily distracted from my mission to have him. Tonight I was claiming him as my own, and he wasn’t talking me out of it. I climbed on top of him, looking down at my prey. He was looking up at me, his eyes sparkling. I traced his jaw with my finger, slowly moving my finger down his neck and across his chest. He was breathing hard, his nipples hardening as I stroked him. I leaned in for another smoldering kiss, my tongue searching his mouth this time.
He groaned, turning me over so he was on top of me. This time he wasn’t looking at me like I was a scared little virgin; he was looking at me like I was a woman that he desperately wanted. I knew right then that this was the point of no return, and I embraced it.
I reached up, tugged his shirt off his body, and tossed it in the air. He smiled as I traced the muscles on his chest and arms, rising up on my elbows to kiss his warm, smooth skin. I was trying to commit his body to memory; I wanted to always remember the night I lost my virginity. I made a mental note to get a picture of him shirtless before the cruise ended.
My mind was gone as my body took over, worshipping this beautiful man in my bed. Jesse sat up on his knees, pulling me up with him. He reached behind me, slowly pulling my zipper down, watching my reaction as he made his intent very clear.
I smiled, letting him know I was all right as he pulled the front of my dress down the top half of my body.
“Lie back down, beautiful,” he whispered, pulling my dress down my legs and tossing it on the floor. I was lying there in just my panties, with his eyes taking in every inch of my body. He traced his finger along my jaw-line and down the center of my body, sending shivers everywhere he touched.
“Baby, you’re so gorgeous. I’ll cherish this moment for the rest of my life,” he whispered, leaning his body back over mine for a kiss. “I want to make your first time special!”
“It will be with you,” I whispered.
He rolled to his side to take off his jeans, pulling a condom packet out of his pocket and placing it on the pillow. I watched him pull his jeans down his legs and kick them off the bed. Now he was down to his underwear, just like me. I wanted to touch him everywhere as he rolled back on top of me. I stroked his back, feeling his strong shoulders as he held himself above me, watching my every movement. I wasn’t nervous as he stroked his hands over my body, bringing me to life. I wanted him so badly, desperate to feel his body as close to me as possible. I reached up and pulled him down so we were skin to skin. He kissed me harder this time. I could feel his erection pressing into my core, raising my body temperature to the boiling point.
“I need to see all of you,” he whispered. He sat up on his knees again and reached out to cup my breasts, looking at me with such tenderness in his face as he squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipple lightly, sending bolts of lightning throughout my body. I closed my eyes, just feeling what he was doing to me and wanting more. It felt so good; I knew I was ready.
“Honey, lie back so I can get these panties off,” he said softly.
I did as he asked; watching him hook his fingers in the elastic as he gently pulled them down my legs. He sat there staring at my body, reaching out to touch my skin so tenderly. His hand stroked across my abdomen and down over my pubic hair, sending pulsing sensations throughout my body.
“I can’t believe that you’re here with me like this. I’ve dreamed of this moment every night since we met, hoping you’d honor me with your incredible body,” he whispered. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he said, kissing my stomach as he rolled back over me. His kisses were passionate as he took his time to make sure I was ready. We were both tenderly touching each other’s skin, lost in the moment. Each touch was sending waves of pleasure through me.
I knew in that moment that I had made the right choice with Jesse. He was so tender and caring, worshipping my body like I was a goddess. In my heart I felt he was my destiny, and I’d move heaven and earth to be with him. I wasn’t wasting another minute without him in my life; my mind was made up, and I wasn’t looking back. He told me how he felt about me, and I felt the same way. Maybe love at first sight is true, because that was what I was feeling at that moment, and from the look in his eyes, he was feeling it too.
I must have been holding on to him for dear life, because he whispered in my ear to bring me out of my head and back into my body. “Baby, relax; I promise to make you feel good,” he said, gasping for air as he pulled out of the headlock I had him in. I listened to him, letting him lead me in my first-ever sexual encounter, trusting him with my body and my pleasure.
“I have to taste you, my sweet girl,” he said, smiling down at me. He started slowly kissing my face and neck, trailing his lips and tongue down my body. I reached out to lightly stroke his chest and arms, needing to feel some part of his body as he smothered mine with kisses. He kissed and licked my chest and stomach, circling my breasts with his tongue, lightly biting my nipples. He slowly made his way down one leg, kissing each one of my toes and then working his way back up the other leg. He skipped over my core, leaving me wanting as he continued back up my body to take my mouth under siege. I spread my legs in invitation for him to settle between them as he lowered his body to mine. His hard body on top of my soft body felt so natural and right. Our bodies started moving as we kissed, wanting and needing to be closer to each other.
“You have too many clothes on,” I said in a breathless voice, needing him as naked as I was. I wanted to see his body too.
“I didn’t want to move too fast and scare you,” he said, giving me a concerned look. Those eyes were searching mine to make sure I was still going thru with this. I lifted my head to give him an encouraging kiss, he wasn’t going to back out on me now as I reminded him that I was still here, ready and waiting.
“I’m not a bit afraid; I trust you, Jesse,” I said, running my fingers through his hair. He smiled as he reached down to pull his boxer briefs down his legs, kicking them out of the way. I couldn’t look at him because he was holding me too close, but I could feel his hard cock as he reached over and took the condom packet off the pillow. The moment of truth was upon me.
I swallowed as he put the condom packet between his teeth and tore it open. He threw the packet and quickly rolled the condom on. It was obvious that he had done this many times before. I pushed that thought out of my head, wanting to just concentrate on what was about to happen. He repositioned his body over mine, looking at me for permission. I reached up and cupped his cheek to give him a reassuring kiss that I was with him all the way.
Reaching between us, he ran his finger
through my folds, looking at me in amazement. “You’re already wet,” he said, taking his cock in his hand and holding it at my entrance. “This may hurt a little, honey, but I promise it will get better,” he said, pushing partway in. “Relax, sweetheart,” he said in a sexy voice, watching my eyes as he slowly pushed into me.
“I’m trying,” I whispered, unable to speak in a normal voice. My emotions were scattered all over the place. I felt a twinge of pain as he pushed his cock in further. All the time, he was talking softly in my ear, praising me. He stayed still inside me, holding his body up, giving me time to become accustomed to him. The pain that I felt was gone, and I wanted more. I wiggled a little, raking my fingernails down his back to get him moving. “I’m OK, Jesse,” I finally said in frustration. “You can move.”
He groaned in my ear as he started to move, our bodies becoming in sync with one another, moving together perfectly. Every movement his body made was bringing me pleasure beyond anything I had ever experienced before. It was beautiful. I felt like I had just found my soul mate. He kissed me so tenderly, whispering encouraging words to take away my fear, bringing me higher with him.
“Bailey, you feel incredible,” he said breathlessly. I felt beautiful in his arms, worshipped and desired as he spoke softly to me. My first experience couldn’t have been any better than this. I gave myself over to him body and soul, trusting him completely.
“You feel good too, Jesse,” I said, encouraging him by raising my hips to meet his. I instinctively moved my body for a closer connection; the feeling was exquisite. I moaned and stroked his back, holding him close to me, needing that special connection that we shared. Running my hand through his soft hair, feeling the wetness from his sweat, I watched him as he moved his muscular body, giving us both so much pleasure.
“You’re so beautiful; I could write songs about you for the rest of my life, sweetheart,” he said, kissing my neck. “Wrap your legs around me, honey.” He began moving faster. I did as he instructed, feeling his hot breath on my neck. His breathing was fast as his sweaty body glistened in the light. His eyes were dark and hooded as he gave me passionate kisses. His tongue entwined with mine, thrusting back in forth in time with our bodies. My toes curled as I felt my body start to tighten; I could barely breathe as my body stiffened. I became frightened and tightened my grip on his back, not knowing what to expect. I’d never experienced this before. Jesse was talking to me, trying to ease my anxiety.
“Bailey, it’s OK; I’ve got you,” he said, stroking my face. I couldn’t look at him; I was in a fog, trying to comprehend what he was saying to me.
“Let go, honey; I’m here with you,” he said in a soothing voice. I clutched him tighter, my body a shaking mass of nerves. “Bailey, look at me,” he said, cupping my jaw and moving my face toward his. I tried to focus my eyes on him. My breath was coming in short bursts, with my body coiled tightly, about to burst. “Honey, relax; you’re close; I can feel it,” he said, slowly moving his cock inside my body with steady, controlled movements. “You OK?” he asked, looking into my eyes. I nodded and loosened my grip on his back, trying to relax and feel what he was doing to me.
“Good girl, now let your body take over and come for me,” he said, kissing my lips as he picked up the pace, thrusting harder. I did as he said, letting my fears go, listening to him whisper in my ear as he moved inside me. This sound came out of my throat as I saw stars; feeling like the world was standing still. I was gasping for breath as my core clenched and unclenched tightly around his cock. I couldn’t move as I trembled in his arms. My feelings were so scattered at that moment. I clung to him like a lifeline as I sank into euphoria.
“Baby, you feel incredible,” he said, softly stroking my face and placing sweet kisses on my lips. I opened my eyes as I returned to earth to green eyes looking at me while he held me tenderly in his arms. “That was beautiful, baby,” he said, kissing me. “Thank you for that.”
My body was limp; I felt calm and contented. I smiled at him as he laid me back down on the bed, staring into my eyes with a smile.
“You OK, sweetheart?” he asked, brushing my hair out of my eyes.
“That was nice,” I said.
“That’s my girl. I’m glad you enjoyed it; now it’s my turn,” he said, moving inside me again. He took my limp arms and put them around his shoulders as our sweat-covered bodies slid on each other. I held on to him, listening to his breath coming in spurts on my neck as he thrust in and out of me faster. I felt his body stiffen, recognizing the sign that he must be close. I reached down to clamp down on his hips, holding him tight to me. He let out this deep inner growl, so erotic that my body started instinctively clenching down on his cock. I was so excited watching him that I started rubbing my hips back and forth, stroking my clit on his cock. This movement sent me exploding again as we both fell into earth-shattering climaxes. We were holding each other tightly, so in tune with the other’s bodies.
We both collapsed, trying to catch our breath as I lazily stroked his sweaty back, feeling his muscles flex under my fingers. He lay on top of me, kissing my shoulder, praising me with his soft, velvety voice. My first experience with this incredibly sexy man was beyond any erotic dream I’d ever had. He took me over the edge, knowing I was frightened, making it all about taking care of me, totally selfless and caring. When he rolled us to the side, I suddenly felt cold as our connection was broken. He tenderly stroked my body, smiling at me.
“I think I’m in big trouble here. You just blew my mind!” he said, giving me a tender kiss, and then putting our foreheads together. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, concerned.
I shook my head. “No, Jesse, you were wonderful. You made me feel special,” I smiled.
“You have no idea how special you are, Bailey,” he said, kissing my nose. He rolled to his back, took off the condom, and tossed it into the trash can next to the bed. I finally got to see all of him as my eyes gazed at his magnificent body. He called me beautiful, but he was just as beautiful. “Come here, baby; I want to hold you,” he said, holding his arms out for me. I snuggled into him with my head on his chest, listening to his heart beating. He stroked and played with my hair as we lay there, contented to be together. “Do you want me to leave?” he asked.
“No, our time together is so short. I want to spend as much time with you as I can,” I said, looking into his eyes. This was everything I dreamt it would be, I was so happy.
“OK, let me pull up the covers and turn out the light,” he said, sitting up to pull up the sheet that somehow worked its way to the end of the bed. He held the sheet up, looking at the bloodstain and shaking his head. I wondered what he was thinking at that moment. “You’ve made me a very happy man tonight, Bailey,” he said, kissing me with a satisfied smile.
“I’m happy too, Jesse,” I smiled.
“You’re incredible, honey; I’ve never experienced anyone like you before,” he said, covering us up and shutting off the light. He held his arms open for me to snuggle into, contented and happy. “You’re mine,” he said in a possessive voice.
I smiled, knowing exactly how he felt. I had claimed him tonight; he was mine too. My first, my love, my future!
“Night, sweetheart,” he said, kissing my cheek.
“Night, Jesse,” I said, feeling safe and happy in his arms. I lay there a long time thinking about my first time having sex. It was a beautiful experience; Jesse made it special for me, and I loved him even more than I did before. If this was love, sign me up!
I heard him breathing softly; his arm was limp, and I knew he was asleep. I wanted to look at his strong, muscular body. I didn’t get much of a chance to look at him tonight, but I would make sure to look next time. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have found him. Thank goodness for Shelly and our bucket list, or Jesse and I probably would not have ever met, and I would have gone back to my boring life with no memories of the best cruise ever. I fell into a blissful sleep, listening to the sounds of the ocean.
When Bailey walked into the restaurant in this bright-pink dress, my breath left my body. She was sexy as hell, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her. She looked like a supermodel walking toward me. I looked around the room, noticing every man in there watching her, but she was only looking at me. My whole body responded to her as I swallowed and willed my cock down. I took her hand and led her to our table, looking at the back of that dress as she walked. It was bare all the way down to the dimples just above her ass. Lord have mercy! Her hair swayed back and forth as she walked, giving me a view of her tight ass. I was a mess, my emotions all over the place, trying to appear cool and calm with this immediate need to drag her to my bed and finally fuck her.
She smiled at me, those big, brown eyes giving me the once-over, leaving me a mushy mess. I was in so much trouble. She got to me in the most basic sense of the word. I wiped the sweat off my brow and swallowed the lump in my throat as I pulled her chair out for her. God, I needed a drink as I slid under the table to hide my erection. She was becoming comfortable around the band, joining in on the laughing and conversations. The guys gave her a toast and thanked her for inspiring me. I was glad they all liked her, and I held her hand as we talked about my song. I didn’t tell her it was about her, just that I was writing again, and we hoped to have it ready to perform before the cruise ended.
After a nice dinner, I wanted her to myself for just a little while. I suggested we walk out on deck to check out the sunset over the ocean. The sunset was breathtaking as we stood there, my arms around this vision in pink. Her friend joined us; she always carried a camera with her. She started taking pictures of us with the stunning night sky behind us. At that moment I was contented to hold Bailey next to the railing while we took in the beauty and serenity of the scene before us.
Nothing felt better than to have that body tucked into mine. We kissed under the moonlight, looking into each other’s eyes. I could look into those dark-brown orbs forever. I could see my reflection in her eyes; I looked so happy smiling at her.
