Navya pressed herself over my waist and arched her head up as I started kissing her. She put her hands behind my head and began caressing my hair, occasionally gripping the back of my neck. Neither of us was ready to break the kiss.
My hands travelled under her shirt and gripped her naked waist. She didn’t seem to mind and continued to kiss me more passionately. I was already excited, and it was clearly showing inside my pants. I bet she could feel my member pressing up against her.
My hand travelled up underneath her shirt and started fondling her breasts over her bra.
I was forced to take a break from our heavy tongue-in-tongue action in order to explore the rest of her. She turned to me and looked at me with those beautiful beady eyes. She started stroking my unshaven face lovingly.
“I love you, baby,” I said, looking into her eyes, and dove right at her cheeks. Gently kissing her, I slowly moved down to her neck. She smelled good, like early morning dew. I moved the thin gold chain aside and started smooching the lower part of her neck. This excited her more — I could tell by the way she was stroking my hair in a frenzy. I gently sunk my teeth into her neck, not very deep, but just enough to let her feel my presence.
“Hmmm…” she let out a quiet moan. She started breathing harder and louder, gripping my hair tighter. I looked up at her. She had her head cocked to the left and was biting her lower lip in ecstasy
I stopped kissing her, slid my hands under her shirt, and feeling her smooth skin, started removing her shirt. She grabbed my shirt as well and pulled it over my head haphazardly. We stopped to look at each other. I was bare-chested, and so was she, except for her bra. Her chest swelled up with every breath she took.
She caressed my chest with her slender fingers. I took her hand and started kissing her fingers, occasionally sucking her fingertips. She held the back of my neck with her free hand and pulled me onto her, kissing my shoulder.
I brushed the hair off her forehead and kissed her as well. I put both my hands over her shoulders and slid them down her back. She had moved from my shoulder and was now wildly kissing my lips with her eyes tightly shut.
I fiddled with her bra hook for some time with no luck. She removed it for me, still kissing me, eyes still closed.
I felt her breasts before I saw them. With our lips working overtime, I slid one hand behind her back and held her waist. With my other hand, I held the back of her neck and pressed myself against her. Her breasts were crushed under my weight. I could feel her erect nipples on my naked chest. My hand involuntarily moved from her neck and started fondling one of her breasts, rubbing her nipples with my thumb.
“Aah…” she let out a moan. “Gently,” she said, opening her eyes for a brief second, unwilling to take her lips off mine.
I slid down, gently kissing her naked body, and stopped at her breasts. They were well-formed and firm, with just the right amount of flesh. I started from the lower part of her mounds and slowly moved up to her peaks, kissing and gently teasing her breasts with my teeth. She let out a tender moan every time my teeth sunk into her flesh, which aroused me even more. She was busy stroking my hair. With one hand on her breast, I put my other hand over her mouth. She took her hands off me, held my hand in hers, and started sucking my fingertips. I continued suckling on her lovely breasts. By the time I was done, her breasts had turned red and were glistening with my saliva.
I kissed my way back up to her and replaced my fingers with my tongue. I made sure my hard cock was pressing against her thighs. She responded by thrusting her torso into me. My hands travelled down her abdomen and I started massaging her pussy over her skirt.
Her breathing became visibly heavy, gasping every few seconds. She started fondling my hard dick over my pants, holding it and rubbing the insides of my thighs.
I wasted no time in thrusting my hand into her panties.
She shuddered at my touch and gripped my shoulder harder. If I had looked down, I’m sure I would have seen her toes curl.
Initially, I fondled her pubes, then moved my wet fingers to the opening of her pussy. She was already wet down there and my fingers easily slid into her love hole. It was like nothing I had ever touched before. Words aren’t enough to describe the feeling.
I was so busy fingering her that I almost didn’t notice her trying to remove my pants. She was tugging at my track pants in all directions, trying to get them off me. I got off her, rested on my elbows, and looked at her.
Her beautiful face was partially masked by her messed-up hair. Her body was glistening with sweat beads due to the heat. And her breasts were heaving rhythmically with her heavy breathing.
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I grabbed her skirt and pulled it off her waist along with her panties. She was lying completely naked on the bed, waiting for me to devour her.
I went down on her, all the way to her ankles, and started showering her with kisses. My lips played with her anklets while my hands caressed her thighs. I made my way up, kissing her calves, her knees, and sliding up the insides of her thighs.
I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch as I gently parted her thighs. She obliged with little reluctance.
It looked like she had trimmed her pubes recently. There were little spikes of hair jutting out around her slit.
Suddenly I realized that this was the first time I was looking at a real pussy. I’d seen my share of porn, but porn is nothing compared to the real thing. My heart started beating faster, my lips went dry, and my breathing became shallow.
I gently caressed her pussy with my fingers, and she let out a soft moan. I looked up at her. She was hungrily biting her lower lip and playing with her nipple with one hand.
I opened her pussy lips to reveal a wet, soft, pink passageway. I put one finger in, then another, and started fingering her. Moments later, I had my tongue massaging her swollen clit, kissing her pussy, and blowing air on her wet lips — practically giving her the whole package. She was bucking her hips against my face, stroking my hair in a frenzy, and moaning the whole time. She was getting wetter with each passing minute. It seemed like the pleasure was too much for her to handle.
I put my hands on her breasts, caressing her tender nipples. Working my way up her body, I fondled her nakedness with my anxious lips.
She pulled me up greedily when I was halfway through and started kissing me with burning passion. I was more than happy to oblige. It seemed like she couldn’t get enough of me. I couldn’t contain my excitement any longer.
I stopped kissing her just long enough to remove my pants.
She kept staring at my fully erect cock the moment my pants came off. It was clear that this was the first time she had seen male genitalia. I threw my pants on the floor and got back to her — kissing, caressing, the usual. She kept her hands moving over my chest and abdomen but seemed quite apprehensive to go further down.
“Go ahead,” I said, pulling away from her and rolling over to my side. “Touch it.”
She looked at my pulsating cock greedily and wet her lips. She took it in her hands ever so gently, like she was afraid she might break it. She seemed unsure what to do with it. She took it in one hand and started fondling it like a new toy. Running her fingers over my throbbing veins all the way down to the base of the shaft, she then played with my pubic hair, gently pulling them outward.
I intervened and drew my foreskin back to expose the pink head gleaming with pre-cum. She sat up on her knees, eyeing my throbbing cock with newfound passion. She went down on me to explore more of her new best friend.
I just lay on my back, closed my eyes, and let her do all the work.
She started fondling my dick clumsily, often rubbing my balls or the sides of my thighs. I widened my legs to give her more access. Sometime later, I felt her wet lips kissing my lower abdomen, sending shivers up my spine as she went lower and lower. I smiled and let her experiment.
She stopped when she arrived at the base of my dick, kissing me at abrupt intervals.
I looked down and found her hesitantly looking at my cock — looking slightly disgusted even — while caressing it, unsure what to do next.
“You don’t have to take it in your mouth if you don’t want to,” I said, stroking her hair.
She looked up at me, gave a gratified smile, and crawled back up to me.
Navya was all over me. Positioning herself over my torso, she started kissing me, her fingers travelling over every inch of my body deliriously.
My hard dick was occasionally making momentary contact with her wet pussy, to which she responded by pulling away. I only had my hands over her bare back, brushing her hair back every once in a while. She was the one doing all the work.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I rolled her over, got on top of her, and pinned her down.
I brushed the agitated hair off her face and kissed her. It was a soft, sensual kiss — one that left her wanting for more.
I moved her legs apart and positioned my dick at the entrance of her love hole. I looked into her eyes one last time. Her sparkly eyes beamed with joy, but I also sensed a little fear and apprehension.
The first time I pushed, I could only get the head of my penis in. She hugged me tightly and gasped in surprise. Her hands were a little cold and slightly trembling by then. I started pushing in slowly. She let out a moan as I went deeper and widened her legs involuntarily to ease my penetration. Her insides seemed to contract as I pushed further, and her hands gripped onto me, closing in like a vice.
By the time I was fully inside her, her fingernails were digging deep into my bare back. I arched my head enough to look at her face. She had her eyes shut tight and was biting hard on her lower lip. A lone tear trickled down the side of her eye.
She was obviously in a lot of pain at that moment. I leaned in and kissed her eyes.
“Shh…” I held her closer, running my hands through her soft hair, and whispered into her ear reassuringly. “It’s alright, sweetheart.” I softly kissed her. My throat had gone completely dry from excitement, and it felt like sandpaper every time I spoke. But I didn’t stop.
“I’m right here, baby… I’m right here,” I hoarsely whispered to her and continued to kiss her, planting gentle pecks on her neck and earlobes, letting her recuperate from the pain.
I don’t know how long I did that — sweet-talking to her and reassuring her. But it worked. She began to loosen her grip on my back. It no longer felt like my penis was wedged in a vice, and when I kissed her, she responded.
“You ready?” I asked, looking at her.
She responded by meekly nodding her head. Her eyes were still closed, and her lower lip was swollen and red. I kissed her. And then instincts took over.
We were both amateurs when it came to sex. We hardly knew what we were doing. But it felt good, and we were madly in love — that’s all that mattered.
Initially, tiny little gasps and moans escaped her precious mouth every time I thrust into her, but that reduced as we found our rhythm. I was taking it slow, trying not to make her any more uneasy than she already was.
Her grip would tighten around me, her fingernails causing significant damage to my back every now and then. It felt uncomfortable in the beginning, but I got used to it. In fact, I even began looking forward to it, deriving a twisted sort of erotic pleasure from her digging into my skin. And every time she did that, I’d sink my teeth into her — not strong enough to leave a love bite, but just enough to turn her skin red.
I didn’t keep time, but I’m pretty sure I was riding her for at least 15–20 minutes.
As we neared our orgasm, she started moaning louder. I could make out her eyeballs moving frantically underneath her eyelids. Her grip on me became stronger. Her vaginal walls tightened around my dick. I quickened my pace, giving her short but deep thrusts. She struggled to find a handhold on my sweaty back. And finally…
Bliss!
We reached our orgasm together. I thrust myself deep inside her as I ejaculated, filling her up with my love juices. Once I was done, my legs felt like jelly, my entire body went limp, and I fell on her, gasping for breath. I must have passed out for a few seconds.
Love making is an extremely exhausting business, especially the first time.
I pulled my limp cock out of her and rolled off her. I lay on my back, trying to catch my breath and swallowing empty air.
The power had come back sometime during our ecstatic love-making session. The old fan was whirring at full speed, recirculating the hot air in the room.
I turned towards Navya casually. She was sleeping like an angel. “That!” I said, breathing heavily, “was amazing.” I brushed the hair off her face. She responded with a small, satisfied smile. That made me smile as well.
Feeling content, I closed my eyes and immediately fell into a deep slumber. That day, sleeping on her parents’ bed in the middle of the afternoon, I had a wonderful dream.
About me and her.
About us.
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