Spencer
Something primordial has been unleashed deep within me. A Neanderthal hidden dormant in my very soul is now awake, grunting and slamming around inside my body. Needing to unleash himself on this woman in my arms. Mark her as mine.
I almost don’t recognize myself. But it doesn’t seem strange in the least. On our rush through campus, I saw several guys look at Jenny in my arms with interest. Wondering what we would be doing next. Probably imagining her naked. It took everything I had not to roar at them that she is mine, to keep their damn eyes on the ground when she crosses their path. To bow down and respect her like the empress she is. But I managed it somehow. I think it was the soothing touches she unknowingly gave me. Petting my chest as if I’m her beast. I really don’t think she knows the effect she has on me. But she will.
Once we make it to my room, after what feels like hours, I place her on her feet and fall to my knees before her. I work from the bottom up. Slip off her shoes. Unbutton her modest jean skirt, slide it down her thighs. Before I can go any farther, her scent calls to me and won’t be ignored. I bury my nose in the soaked white cotton panties. Dear God, they are so wet they cling to the lips of her pussy. I can see the fine little hairs covering her sex. Knowing that she is natural there, that she has never bothered to groom herself for any man, makes me crazy. I get her. All of her.
Jenny gasps above me, her hands going to the back of my head. At first, she tries to pull me away from her, but I practically growl, and then she’s doing the opposite, pushing my face closer.
“Spencer. I need . . . I need . . . shit, I don’t even know what I need.” She’s whimpering and shifting from side to side, rubbing her thighs together.
“I know. I’ll always know and give you exactly what you need. You don’t even have to ask for it.” Slowly, I slip the panties down her legs. They get caught between her lush thighs for a moment, and I have to tug to free them. Once she is naked from the waist down, I reach up, unbuttoning her cardigan while gazing into her heated yet scared eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you. I won’t hurt you. I’m going to worship you.”
“I’m so nervous, Spencer. This is so fast. How did we go from nothing to everything in the course of one night?” Her voice shakes, and I both love and hate it. I don’t want her afraid. I want her sure.
“My Jenny. It’s that pull. That pull is our missing halves trying to join. I’ve been searching for you, without knowing it. I found you in the most unlikely place.” We both laugh for a moment at the truth in those words. No one expects to find their soul mate at an orgy they never wanted to go to in the first place. But we did. And I wouldn’t change it for anything. Her sweater slips off her shoulders, and I let it fall to the floor, working next on pushing her shirt up, but I don’t get far. As the first swath of her soft pale skin reveals itself to my eyes, I press my lips to her belly. “I look at you, and I see it all laid out before me. Us. Our lives. Together. School. Careers. Marriage. Babies. Jesus, I want to plant so many babies inside this body. I’ve never in my life thought the simple idea of getting a girl pregnant could turn me on so much. But look at me.”
I lean back onto my heels, so my lap is within her sight. Plain as day, a large damp spot darkens the front of my jeans. I should be embarrassed that I’m so worked up pre-cum is practically pouring out of me. But I’m not, because it’s Jenny doing it to me. My other half.
“Oh God, that is so hot.” Jenny shifts from side to side again. I watch in awe as her lower lips rub together, giving me the tiniest peek of her engorged clit.
I can’t wait anymore. I need her naked. Now. Standing to my full height, I bring her shirt with me. Her hands barely slip free of her sleeves before they are working behind her to undo her bra. Finally. There she is. All of her. Her breasts are perfect, sitting high and proud on her chest, tight pink nipples straining to get closer to me.
Starting at her thighs, I trace the curves of her hips into her waist, then out over her rib cage to her back, then back down to cup her thick ass. I lift her up until she is wrapping her legs high around my waist and her breasts are even with my mouth. Despite still being fully clothed, I can feel the heat of her drenched pussy as she gyrates against me, rubbing herself in little thrusts against my abs.
Placing my mouth over her nipple, I lick, suck, and nip at it like a man starved. The first time I’m ever getting my hands on a pair of tits, and I know right away I’m addicted. I love everything about them. How pliable they are, how eager, how sweet. I alternate between the two, frustrated that I can’t have them both at once and not knowing which to concentrate on. I need my hands free so they can help.
I stumble forward until my shins find the edge of the bed, then let her fall onto her back, following quickly after her. I wet the right nipple with my mouth until it glistens in the light, then switch my mouth to the left as my hand twists and pulls at her free breast. Jenny is moaning and clawing at my back, her heels pressing into my ass as if she is trying to pull my lower body between her thighs.
“Oh God, Spencer, I think I’m going to come just from this. Is that possible? Can girls come just from having their chest manipulated?” Her fingers gather my shirt up into her hands until my lower back is bare, then her palms make contact with my skin, and I almost lose it.
“I don’t know. I think I’m going to come just from sucking on these sweet tits, and I know that isn’t normal for guys.” I chuckle lightly before bending my head back to the feast before me.
We discover the answer to her question a moment later when I bite down on her right nipple and pinch the left between my fingers at the same time. Her hips rocket off the bed, and a string of screamed gibberish pours from her mouth. I angle my face so I can see her reaction as she experiences her first orgasm, while keeping my mouth wrapped around her soft pink flesh. Jesus, I thought her face was beautiful before, but in the throes of her climax, it is transcendent. It almost hurts to look at her as she reaches that ultimate high: mouth opened in a silent scream, her eyes staring at me with wonder and shock. Her cheeks are rosy, and a sheen of sweat covers her face. She glows. There is no other word for it. Every part of her is radiant as the sensations sweep through her body.
Before she can come down from the orgasm, I slide a hand between her legs and press my index finger to her entrance. She’s so wet it slides right in, and immediately the tight walls of her pussy strangle my finger. I groan, imagining what it will be like to shove my cock into her, which is significantly bigger than my finger.
Just the intrusion of my one digit seems to intensify things for Jenny. Her eyes slam closed, and her silent scream turns anything but. She is moaning and thrashing like a woman possessed, and I watch, fascinated. Learning every single thing about her body, memorizing ways to get this reaction from her every day for the rest of my life has just become my favorite pastime. I will always love football and history, but they are no longer my top priorities.
Once she regains the ability to speak in full sentences, the begging begins. “Please, Spencer. I need more. I need you inside me. I can’t wait.”
“Not yet. I don’t want to hurt you. It makes my chest ache to think about hurting you. I need to get you ready.” I inch my way down her body, stopping to kiss as many places as I can reach along the way. Her ribs. Belly button. Hip. Just above the hair dusting her sex.
“Oh God, I should have shaved or something, right? That’s what women do when they have sex. Get waxed so they are bare down there. I never think about those things.” I hear the embarrassment in her voice, and I need it to stop immediately. She should never be embarrassed about anything having to do with this magnificent body.
“Don’t you touch a hair on this pussy. I want you exactly as you are right now. I always want this soft, silky hair here. I never want you to color your hair, even when it starts to turn grey. Never cover your freckles with makeup. I want you exactly as you are meant to be. Don’t change a goddamn thing. Or I will spank you.” I say the words as I am even with her pussy. I’m irrationally excited getting an up-close view of the most intimate part of my other half. I’ve watched my share of porn, but I admittedly watch some tame stuff. Tumblr GIFs and some soft-core stuff that doesn’t get too up close and personal. I’m like a kid on Christmas morning about to unwrap my favorite present. I want to both savor the moment and hurry through it so I am already well acquainted with this part of Jenny.
I force myself to go slowly. I trace the crease where her thigh meets her sex, gradually moving closer and closer to her puffy, wet lower lips. Then ever so slightly, I reveal her soft pink pussy by spreading her folds open with my thumbs. “Fucking hell, how are you so goddamn beautiful everywhere?”
Every part of her is glistening and soft. The urge to run my tongue up and down her exposed pussy refuses to be ignored, and I don’t even try. I give in. Her taste is everything; it is the basis of life. Salty and sweet and perfect. I want it covering my face. I want her to mark me just as much as I plan on marking her.
Soon I’m licking at her with so much vigor she can’t keep still. I pin her hips to the bed with one hand and use the other to keep her open to me as I taste every single fold. Then I sweep up to her swollen clit. I can almost feel it pulsing against my tongue, begging me to strum it until Jenny loses her mind. I give it exactly what it wants. Going for broke, I suck her sensitive nub into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it again and again. Jenny screams and pulls at my hair, but I don’t let up. Instead, I push two fingers into her weeping entrance, pumping them in and out until I can get them buried inside her to the last knuckle.
I’ve never done this before, but I want to make sure to find all the secret spots inside that make her go crazy. I press my fingertips to her walls, sliding them in circles against that slick inner flesh. I brush against a spot that has her legs clamping around my head as she thrashes even harder. So, I press on that spot harder. Memorize its location. When I tap out a steady rhythm on the spot and nip her clit at the same time, Jenny goes off like a rocket. She pulls my face closer, then tries to push me away. She digs her heels into my shoulders, claps her thighs closed around my ears, then spreads them even wider. I’m not sure she has complete control over the movements of her body. Instead, she seems to have given in to the electric pulses this orgasm shoots through her limbs.
Before I’m totally ready to give up my place between her legs, Jenny is pulling at my biceps, chanting over and over that she wants me inside her.
I no longer have the willpower to fight her. Fear that I will hurt her still pulses inside me, but I’m not sure there is any way around it. I wish I would have researched this more. I should have been studying how to make the first time good for your partner instead of my playbooks.
Jenny must see the conflict in my eyes because she begins soothing me the minute my cock nudges at her entrance and I hesitate. “I know it might hurt, but I want it. I want you inside me. Because after the pain, I know there will be bliss.”
Nodding, I look down between us as I guide the head of my cock past her entrance. She’s so fucking tight and wet I think I might lose my mind. I’m not going to last, that much is crystal clear. “Fuck, I’m afraid this is going to be over so fast, Jenny. I’m not even sure you’ll have time to get to the bliss.”
“After you come, stay in me. Don’t leave me.” Jenny grips my ass and pulls me another inch inside her until I feel the tight ring of her virginity.
Trying everything I can think of to lessen the pain, I latch on to her nipple, sucking and biting at it the way I discovered she loves. I release the base of my cock and press my thumb to her clit, massaging it in circles. All my efforts seem to work. Jenny rocks her hips against me in a silent plea to slide deeper. And I do. All at once, I thrust hard to the hilt, bite down on her puckered nipple, and pinch her clit. Jenny wraps her arms around my shoulders, panting and moaning my name directly into my ear.
“Spencer, I’m so full. I feel you everywhere. Don’t move yet. I just want to feel you.” I do as she asks, staying perfectly still inside her.
My orgasm is begging to be released inside her. I clamp down on it, trying with everything I have not to give in to the incessant need to let go. But it’s no use. Without meaning to, my hips thrust tighter against her pussy, pushing me impossibly deeper, until I reach the end of her. That one slight movement sets me off. Something inside me snaps, and I’m pulling out and thrusting into her over and over again as I dump every bit of my cum into her welcoming pussy.
Through it, the knowledge that there is no protection between us ramps up my arousal, making me spurt longer and harder than I thought possible. I could give her a baby right now. Our very first time, officially no longer virgins, and I could make her a mom. Something about that line of thought brings the caveman back out.
Despite having just come, my cock doesn’t soften even a little bit. “Feel me filling up your tight virgin cunt, Jenny?”
“Fuck yes, I feel it inside me. Dripping down my ass and thighs too. It is so hot, Spencer.” She arches her neck, bringing our lips together in a mind-melting kiss.
I don’t slow my thrusts during the kiss. The combination of my cum and her slick arousal eases the way for me to tunnel my cock in and out of her tight channel at a brutal pace. “I’m going to keep fucking you until that little pussy milks every drop of my seed from my cock. And that seed with take root inside you. A little piece of me is going to join with a piece of you and be together forever in our baby.”
“Yessss. Why does that make me hot?” She whines against my ear as another orgasm rockets through her body, and she clamps down on my dick. It’s like a chain reaction. Her orgasm triggers mine, and before I know what’s happening, I’m emptying my balls inside her once more. At this point, they almost ache from the two quick orgasms.
And I still keep going.