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“You still hav
e far too many clothes on
,
” she breathed her hands now on his
jeans
.
“What the hell?” she had expected to
encounter a zip, instead she found a button fly, very stiff buttons, opening
them wasn’t helped by the fact that the flesh beneath them was solid and
pushing against them.

“Let me
,
” he dealt
swiftly with his jeans but left his boxers on, for now.

She hadn’t ever doubted that he knew what he was doing, but her reactions
to his touch surprised even her, she had been touched before of course, by the
select
few boyfriends who she had felt comfortable
enough to expose body parts to, but his open adoration of her
,
coupled with his subtle touches
thrilled her. Her breasts had never been particularly sensitive, but they
responded readily to his mouth. He was att
entive,
calm and content to take his time, making sure each and every exposed part of
her received attention.

Angel could feel the heat rising in her body as this beautiful boy paid
attention to it, more than anything she wanted him to touch her between he
r legs, she remembered how it had felt the first time he
had done it, he wa
s working his way downwards
, he was taking his sweet time and she had to admit that his technique
was relaxing her
,
but part of her
wished he would hurry up.

Gavin didn’t want to ru
sh this, he wanted her
relaxed and ready when the time came. Her hushed gasps at his touch were
encouraging. He allowed his fingers to stroke the curve of her stomach, pleased
that she had curves, the way a real woman should
.
H
e dropped his hand to her leg
, gently stroking
his way up to the junction at the top of her thighs, his mouth still working on
her breasts. He raised his head, kissing her mouth, taking possession of it
before pulling back, watching her face for any hint of fear or hesitation when
his
fingers met her most intimate place. She gasped,
her hands stilling from roaming his torso then she groaned as his fingers found
her wetness, pushing her hips towards his hand, encouraging him further. His
mouth met hers, their teeth grinding as he slippe
d
one finger into her, just this simple movement spurring him on, making his
temperature rise, his heart beat faster.

He continued to slide his finger in and out of her, his thumb nudging at
her clit with every movement, she gasped again as she felt a sec
ond finger enter her, knowing he was preparing her, opening
her for what was to come
.

 S
he felt so good clamped around his hand,
she was so wet, moments later he pushed a third finger into her causing her to
groan and grasp his wrist,
he hesitated for a sp
lit second
then realised
she was encouraging him to move faster, harder, he leant over her, kissing her
neck, their chests pressed firmly together as his hand fucked her.

At last, he was touching her where she wanted him to, first one finger,
then two, thr
ee, filling her, arousing her further.
He had big hands, three fingers was definitely the limit, she grasped his wrist
in both hands, pulling his fingers into her more firmly, her hips moving in
rhythm, she wasn’t sure if his hand was fucking her or if she
was fucking his hand. She was so caught up in the moment
that it took her a while to notice that his warm body was no longer pressed to
hers and the angle of his wrist had changed, she could no longer comfortably
hold it, opening her eyes, she looked down
her body,
seeing the top of his head as the tip of his tongue found her clit, her legs
opened wider and he shifted from her side to between her legs, his broad
shoulders against her inner thigh, his mouth opening her painfully slowly, his
fingers still sl
iding into her. Her clit throbbed at
the touch of his tongue and her hips bucked as he began to flick at the
engorged tip.

She tasted incredible, he wanted to open his mouth wide and drink her in.
Her legs had opened readily when his tongue touched her for
the first time allowing him to move into a more
comfortable position.
She was close to coming, her clit
jumped beneath his mouth. He licked her gently, wanting to delay her
orgasm, knowing she was too turned on to wait long. He felt her fingers on his
sho
ulder, her nails raking the already sore skin; she
was trying to pull his face into her, her hips moving in time with his tongue.
He eased his fingers from her, replacing them with his mouth, his tongue,
deliberately avoiding her clit. Her fingers moved fr
om
his shoulder to his hair, wrapping them firmly in it, she used the grasp she
had to guide his movements. He smiled to himself
,
she wanted him to make her come. He
returned his mouth to her clit, hearing her sigh of relief as his tongue
flicked at her, h
e heard her breathing quicken then
she held her breath as he took control of her orgasm, sucking her clit into his
mouth as she bucked beneath him, tasting the extra juices that rushed from her
then filling her once again with his fingers as his unrelentin
g mouth worked her swiftly towards a second orgasm.

As he kissed his way back up her body, she hooked her fingers into the
waistband of his boxers, pushing them from his hips, her hands catching him,
caressing him as he kissed her again;

“Ok?” he asked.

Sh
e smiled
.
“Hmm
,
” she answered as she wriggled against
him.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes” she replied.
“What are you doing?” he had leant over
her, she heard a drawer open, he held up a condom wrapper “Er, latex?” she
asked.

He glanced at the packet
.
“Yes
.

“I’m all
ergic
,
” she answered.

He pulled back from her, putting space between their bodies
.
“They’re all I have; we can’t do this
without them
.

“Why not?”

“This is the wrong time to be having this conversation Angel, but it may
surprise you to know that I have bee
n with more than
one girl
.

She actually giggled, not a reaction he had counted on
.
“I know that, I’m on the pill remember,
I’m not getting pregnant any time soon
.

“What about STI’s?” he asked “I know I’
ll be
ok, you’re a virgin, but who knows if I
have anything?”

“Ok
,
” she wriggled
up so that she was semi sitting
.

Let’s
rationalise this shall we? Have you
ever had unprotected sex with anyone?” she reached for her glass and took a
large gulp of champagne foll
owed by a strawberry, the
suggestive way she sucked on the fruit made him groan, she giggled again.

“I’ve never had sex with anyone without protection
,
” he confirmed, and then looked at his
hands “Unless you count….?” He let the question trail off.

“Ew
,
” s
he answered but she’d seen his cheeky grin
.
“I guess this will be a first time for
you as well then?”

He smiled then as the thought dawned on him, his eyes glowed and he
pulled her to him, their bodies pressed full length against each other, he took
the gl
ass from her hand and let it fall to the floor
as his fingers once
again found her sopping wet pussy
.

She grasped him to her as his teeth found her neck then her collar bone,
his hand pumping into her more vigorously than before
.
H
er legs opened wider as
he positioned himself
between them, his free hand hooking behind her right knee and pulling her leg
up onto his hip
as he
remov
ed
his fingers
from her, leaning forward to kiss
first
her breasts,
then
her mouth
,
  he eased his
hips forward.

This was what she
had been waiting for, she
felt a little hint of fear as she felt the head of him against her but she
needn’t have worried, he had prepared her so well, made her slick with her own
juices and opened her sufficiently with his fingers that the first couple o
f inches were in her while he was still kissing her. She
had read that this would hurt but she felt no pain just an undeniable thrill
that he was finally taking her.

He broke the kiss, he was breathing heavily. Hardly inexperienced, she
had been right when
she pointed out this would be his
first time flying free so to speak, both his parents had drummed into him the
importance of protection, he thanked them silently as their advice was now
allowing him to have unprecedented sensations of pleasure as he push
ed his hips forward. “Watch
,
” he whispered and along with her, cast
his eyes down to the place where their bodies joined.

She felt a further surge of arousal as she watched him enter her, she
felt her inner walls stretch to accommodate him, with a firmer f
inal push, he was inside her completely
as
he eased himself down onto his elbows,
kissing her again.

His eyes met hers as he began to move, although he generally preferred
more energetic sex, he was actually having the time of his life and was having
a har
d time believing how different condom free sex
felt, he lost himself in the moment
.  He came
back to the present
just as
he realised he was about to come. He clamped a hand down on her hip
.
“Hol
d still Angel, just for a second,
” he pleaded
,
pushing his min
d as far as possible from the sensations his body was experiencing, this
girl had his senses reeling and he loved it. He felt her hip push against his
hand and removed it, accepting her kiss before her mouth began to suck on his
neck
.
H
er hands began to cl
aw at his back as he began to move in earnest, she matched
him move for move.

Her eyes widened, her mouth opened and her nails dug into his backside as
he brought her to orgasm feeling the grip and release of her i
nner walls on him, alternately
sucking him in
and then expelling him, he pushed through her orgasm and the pain of her nails
in his flesh.

She didn’t know she could or would come this way, when the spasms shook
her, she could feel her muscles clamp around him and prayed he wouldn’t sto
p, she heard him gasp
when she came but he kept going
, he pushed
harder bringing her to another swift but slightly weaker climax and then he
seemed to be in a different world, his eyes were open and his lips slightly
parted as he quickened his pace, she sa
w him swallow,
then a slight frown as he caught his breath, he bowed his head and she felt the
throbbing inside her marking his orgasm, he shivered, gasping again before
looking at her, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

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