“I need a few laps in the pool”, Josh said as we walked together in the corridor. His house was a labyrinth of open spaces made more magnificent by strategic lighting. I was lost. I didn’t know which way we were going.

He held my hand again as he guided me into an elevator.

He pushed the “3” button. The car moved like a whisper.

My stomach was fluttering like crazy again. This was it. The inevitable. I knew what was going to happen but I was anxious about how it would unfold.

Were first times always like this? I wished I had more experience in sexual intimacies, but I’d never found a man I liked enough to even swap salivas with. How ironic that I was going to give my virginity to the man I hated.

The elevator doors opened into a skylit chamber. The temperature was sauna-like. I immediately felt my skin prickle in reaction to the heat.

A lap pool was at the center, surrounded by several padded chaise lounges. It was softly lit from the bottom. A letter L was emblazoned in the middle in a stylish script.

“This is my nightly exercise,” he said as we stopped at the edge of the pool. “Wanna swim?”

“I already bathed,” I told him. When I got here, Adolf immediately showed me my room. I prepared myself, thinking Josh would arrive sooner. I bathed a second time and soaked in the tub, making sure I was smelling divine from head to toe. A few days ago, while anxiously waiting for Josh’s call, I went to the salon and spa and got all the beauty works done on my body.

“What, afraid to get wet? You should get used to getting soaked when we’re together.”

I caught his lascivious grin. I was grateful the lighting was subdued because I must be blushing again. I wasn’t an expert in trading sexual innuendos, especially with a man so sophisticated and worldly.

He started removing his clothes. Oh gosh…should I look away?

His suit jacket came off first. He unlaced his tie and dropped it. His inner shirt met the floor.

I stared like an idiot. I was being treated to a live striptease.

He had the most magnificent body. Abs to die for. Broad shoulders that could carry logs. Pecs that looked hard and yet smooth and touchable.

He began unbuckling his belt.

“Uhm, I’ll just sit here,” I mumbled, feeling awkward. I walked to the nearest chaise lounge and sat on it as my legs had turned to jelly.

His back was to me. He bent to push his pants down his legs, kicking it aside along with his briefs.

Oh my God!

My nerves got the better of me. I was perspiring now and my heart was beating so fast it might burst out of my chest any moment. But I couldn’t look away if my life depended on it.

His shoulders were so broad, defined by corded muscles. His ass was perfect, firm and rounded. His legs were long and so toned, as if he climbed walls and hopped on a bike everyday.

He slowly turned to face me. I looked away but not before I caught the silhouette of his cock. I gulped. THAT, I could never unsee for the rest of my life!

He was aroused, and he was huge!

He dove into the water, barely making a splash.

Once he was submerged, my eyes followed him freely. My skin was emitting more heat, and add the room temperature, I might just have a heat stroke. I’d never felt this hot in my entire life! My pulse pounded at my temples, in my chest, between my legs.

There was no denying the truth now. I couldn’t lie to myself.

I wanted him. God, I really did.

I wanted this to happen, not just to save my father. I wanted Josh for real. That reality struck me so suddenly I inwardly reeled, but only for a moment.

Watching him swim calmed my nerves somehow. He covered the length of the pool in strong stokes of his powerful arms. I was mesmerized.

That’s the man you must conquer. He’s strong and powerful, and seemingly indestructible, but no one is invincible. You can take him. Yes, you can. Eyes on the prize, Cressida.

After four straight laps, he stopped and hung by the edge of the pool.

He was looking straight at me. “Stand up.”

I knew it was show time.

I inhaled deeply and stood up.

“Undress.”

I wondered how long she could keep up the virginal pretense.

I watched like a hawk as she slowly took off her clothes. Her movements were tentative as she slipped the sleeves of her dress off her shoulders.

The swells of her breasts appeared.

She bent forward and shimmied out of her dress until it reached her ankles. She delicately stepped out of it and straightened up, her arms moving at her sides awkwardly.

Man, she was a fucking goddess. Skin so creamy-looking it made me want to lick her from head to toe. Hips I could span with both my hands. Legs I could imagine wrapped around my neck or my hips as I ate her or drove deep inside her.

I’d probably seen all kinds of the most fuckable female forms and frankly, nothing made my blood sizzle in my veins anymore. They’d all become commonplace. But seeing Cressida almost naked gave me a kind of thrill I’d never felt before. Watching her strip was like unwrapping a gift, and I wanted to be surprised.

She had this quality. She could surprise me.

“Take everything off.”

Biting her lower lip, she gingerly unhooked the front clasp of her white bra and let it drop to the floor. Her hands came up to cover her chest.

“I said everything.”

She let go of her boobs to remove her lace panties. She started to cover her pussy but clenched her fists and let her hands stay at her sides.

Her pussy was shaved, except for a little strip on top of her slit.

My cock was on fire under the water. My whole body seemed to be sizzling I could almost feel the water boil around me, as well.

She had tits and pussy made for babies. MY babies.

The thought was so sudden and unbidden it shocked the shit out of me.

Fuck, why was I thinking of making babies with this girl? Fucking for me was never for making babies, only for momentary pleasures. I didn’t want to get married, least of all have babies. But the thought of filling her pussy with my cum and making her belly swell with my kid were the only thoughts that crowded my horny mind as I visually devoured her. I couldn’t control my thoughts. The animal in me was alive in a manner it had never been before.

My need for her was visceral. I needed my cum in her like I needed my next breath.

“J-Josh…” she whispered, unsure.

It was the first time she said my name on her own volition. I wanted her to say it again and again while I stretched and filled her with my cock.

I hauled my body out of the pool.

He was walking straight at me, a big, wet, naked beast.

He’s really huge. Like, oh my God!

Closer and closer he looked even bigger.

How the hell would I be able to take THAT!

I thought my nerves were gone but when he was just two meters away, I was ready to bolt.

“You do look like it’s your first time to see a live cock.”

I couldn’t stand his teasing. I just couldn’t pretend anymore that I wasn’t afraid. I was afraid, and yet excited, too.

“It’s all right to stare. It’s okay to touch it, too.”

“I’m not touching THAT!” I blurted.

He grinned, walking closer still, until he stopped at arm’s length. “Come on, it won’t bite.”

“It won’t bite, my ass!” I clenched my fists.

He took my hand, forced my fist open.

I closed my eyes tightly.

Then he was wrapping my palm around his….

“Oh my God!” I gasped aloud.

He chuckled. “How’s that? It’s not so scary, is it?”

It was scary! But…oh my….

He was thick I couldn’t close my fingers around him completely…and hot! So hot, despite that he just came from the pool.

I couldn’t believe I was holding his big cock while he sounded so calm and amused. I was about to drop in a heap on the floor in hyper-excitement or fear, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I was holding his cock and…ohhh my goshhh! My fingers were no longer cock-virgin!

“How does it feel?”

I squeezed it a little.

He groaned. “Fuck…” he said under his breath.

“It feels hard…and yet soft…but it’s very hard….and hot…” I murmured in wonder as I moved my hand tentatively up and down the length of him, loving the silky feel of his skin over this incredible hardness.

“Open your eyes, princess. Say hello to your new friend.”

His playful tone soothed my nerves, plus I was already holding his cock, the most private part of him, what else could possibly shock me from here on?

I opened my eyes. The big dome-like tip greeted me, oozing with a whitish fluid.

“See what you do to me?”

“Uhmm… does that hurt?”

“Do you hurt? Here.” He suddenly cupped my pussy.

I jumped away from him, letting go of his cock.

His eyes were glinting with mischief under the soft lights. “So, nobody has touched you there before?”

I shook my head.

“What about those tits?”

“I told you—“

Before I could finish, he was on me, pulling me against him.

I’d never been more aware of my femininity than this moment. He towered over me, big and strong and overwhelmingly masculine as he held me. I felt small and delicate compared to his brute strength.

Was my skin on fire or was it his? Flames seemed to have engulfed me. His erection pushed hard against my belly, pulsating with a life of its own.

He cupped my cheek so I would look up at him.

“Yes, I heard you the first time, princess. You’re a virgin.”

Then he kissed me.

It wasn’t like that kiss he gave me at the greenhouse. This time, his tongue went straight into my mouth as his lips melded with mine. It felt like he’d entered my body, as well. The intimacy was staggering. He was discovering all of my body’s secrets, revealing my innermost longings.

He suddenly let go of my lips and turned me around so that my back was against his front. It was a different sensation altogether, feeling his warm chest and stomach muscles against my back, his hard cock against the upper swell of my derriere.

His hands were splayed in my middle. They crept to cup my breasts. I was entranced by his fingers wrapped over my breasts. They were long and felt strong as they kneaded me with surprising tenderness. He rolled my nipples between his fingers. I moaned, my knees melting, but I was anchored against him somehow and he was supporting me as he touched me.

“You were right. These mountains are high enough for me.”

My own words rolled out of his lips and I couldn’t believe I actually uttered them during our first meeting. But it was more arousing coming from him.

He squeezed my breasts possessively. “These are beautiful mountains, baby.”

I moaned, my nipples seemed to be shooting sparks as his fingers played them, rushing straight to the pit of my belly, pooling there. My core was an inferno of whirling flames now.

As if he knew what was happening to me, his hands left my breasts, moving down, shaping my ribcage, molding the flare of my hips.

“You have a beautiful body, Cressy. So sexy,” he rasped in my ear. He trailed kisses on the column of my neck as his fingers moved closer and closer to where I was aching the most.

His fingers reached the juncture of my thighs. He skirted my pussy, rubbing just the edges, palming the inner sides of my legs, teasing me to madness. He did this while rubbing his cock behind me, too. I could feel its length, its shape and my imagination was running wild.

How would it feel inside me? Would it hurt? It would definitely hurt. But even that couldn’t quell the longing in my core to be filled by his hard cock, to know how it was to have a man inside me for the first time.

I couldn’t seem to stand the waiting.

“I can feel your wetness. Fuck, you’re dripping, baby.”

I moaned impatiently, grabbing his forearms.

“Is this for me? Hmm?”

He needed to ask? “Josh…please…”

“Guide my hands where you want them, princess.”

My inhibitions evaporated.

I pushed his hands between my legs.