“Okay,” she said, looking at me with concern. “Just let me know when you want me to come back for you.”
“No, that’s okay,” I said. “I’ll probably just end up calling an Uber or something. Thank you for coming out for us, though.”
I don’t know why I hadn’t thought about that before. That way I wouldn’t have had to bother my friend to come out for us.
She shrugged, told me that it wouldn’t be a problem for her to come back for me, and giving me a long look that clearly indicated she’d be here at the drop of a hat if I needed her. I tried to send her silent gratitude with my smile. She seemed to get the message and slowly returned the expression. “Have fun,” she whispered mischievously, and took off.
It was then that my nervousness started to set in.
I was at his house.
I had never done anything like this before, so I was worried that I would be bad somehow. I wasn’t even sure how I was supposed to get things started. Was I supposed to kiss him? Rip his clothes off and jump on him? I wasn’t sure and the thought of it was starting to make me sick to my stomach.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry about it for very long. As soon as he opened the front door, he pushed me inside and kissed me hard on the lips. It was like he just lost his composure and couldn’t wait anymore. And him taking control not only took the pressure off of me, but it sent a fire racing through me. I melted into his arms, enjoying the feel of his soft lips pressed against mine.
He kissed me and grabbed my hips as he pushed me down the hallway to what I assumed was his bedroom. I kissed him back, clinging to him and feeling every hard inch of him pressed against me. I felt breathless, and weightless as he picked me up and carried me the rest of the way to the bedroom.
He laid me gently on the bed and stared down at me as he unbuckled his pants. My heart started racing. I was so nervous. It was about to happen. I was going to lose my virginity right here and now.
Even though I was super nervous, a large part of me felt thrilled to be in his bed and about to do this. It was crazy, but it felt right. I had run into him at that first auction for a reason. And that magnetic force that had propelled me to go to the auction and sell myself? It was him. We were the two poles of that magnet, drawn together and meant to collide.
He unzipped my dress and helped me shimmy out of it, the snug fabric clinging to every curve.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice as soft as butter.
“Yeah,” I said, nodding dumbly.
I was amazed at how gently he had taken over. He started kissing me again, his hot mouth dancing with mine. I closed my eyes and leaned into him. He kissed down the side of my neck, sucking a little as he made his way down to my breasts. He pulled up my bra, freeing them from their prison. They bounced out, standing at full attention for him. He stared at them for a moment before taking a nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked on my nipple.
His hand slipped between my thighs and through the thin cotton barrier between my skin and his, he stroked the sensitive flesh. I moaned and ground down against his hand. He slipped his hand into my panties, wiggling his fingers down until he found my moist center. He slipped a finger into my tight hole, making me gasp and moan. With his other hand, he pulled down my panties and leaned down to finish the job from the day before.
He kissed, sucked, and licked at my center until I was seeing stars. I dragged my fingers through his hair, enjoying every second of his tongue inside of me. His tongue flicked over my clit, sucking and licking. Sensation exploded through me with every stroke. My pussy oozed slippery wetness. He devoured it greedily, until I was screaming with pleasure, my whole body shaking as the orgasm shredded through me.
After I came, he climbed on top of me, his hard erection pressed against my thigh. He pulled a condom from his pocket and rolled it on quickly, while I trembled in anticipation. Even though he’d just brought me to the most dizzying, intense orgasm of my life, I was eager for more. More of this. More of him.
Suited up, he pressed his cock against my waiting entrance, parting my lower lips. My breath came quicker as I waited for it, for the moment when he would enter me, a tumultuous mixture of excitement and nerves running through me. He was so gentle, careful not to be too rough.