He went on talking in an urgent, erotic whisper as he tested the strength of her hymen, braced, then with one mighty lunge he broke through and heard her gasp and cry of pain.
"Take it, darling, take it," he panted. "Take the full length of my cock. Take your first beautiful fuck, darling. I love you, Bette, I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you," he timed the words with long, slow strokes as he buried himself in her hot depths and stroked at a steady, unhurried pace.
The burning sensation was strong, but Bette was able to feel beyond it, was able to turn pain off and savor instead the joy of strong penis invading hotly receptive vagina and as she writhed under the half weight of the man, her fingers dug into his back, nails cut furrows in his skin, but if the man was aware of that, he gave no indication.
Her vaginal passage was deliciously tight but more than well lubricated so that his tool rode easily. Each time the man drew back, he left only the head inside, locked there by the tightness of the little ring, then he pressed down and buried it to the hilt, their bodies rubbing before he drew it back for the next stroke.
And there was a next stroke and a next and a next as Bette picked up the rhythm and brought her eager body up to meet each delightful assault of his sweating body and that hard, strong, beautiful invader that worked with such ease, in and out… in and out… in and out.
"Oh Derek," she panted, "I think I'm going to come again." Fuck me more… more… make me come with your beautiful cock stroking in my cunt. Make me come… Fuck me… Fuck me…"
"Yes, darling, yes. Take your fuck. Take my love and my cock. Don't think of coming, angel. I don't think you can. Take it… Take it…"
Derek felt his charge building to the point where there would be no holding back, yet while he could, he held back, extending his stay in a place that made heaven look like a slum.
Panting loudly, he made the strokes a little faster, a little stronger, giving his partner more and more of his weight and then he felt her body tense, heard her gasp, then a radiant smile lit his face as she made a liar of him.
As she cried out in the ecstasy of orgasm, Derek gave the green light to his own explosion, then they were rocking and writhing together, their wet bodies squeaking as they experienced the joy of shared orgasm until the last spasm passed and they lay together, warm and wet in the aftermath of love and of delicious lust.
For a long time they were silent as though in awe of what they had shared, then it was Bette who broke the silence.
"Thank you, Derek. That may not sound like much, but it's everything. I couldn't say more with all the words in the language."
"And I thank you, you magnificent angel. Have you any idea at all what you just did?"
"Sure. I got beautifully fucked by the best lover in the world."
"Thanks again, but you did much more than just get fucked."
"I did? What did I do?"
"You actually had an orgasm within minutes of losing your hymen. In doing that, you broke all the rules of nature."
"Good for me. Still, it was so beautiful. Other woman must have done that before I did."
"If so, I've never heard of it, my darling ex-virgin."
"Mmm, you keep making me feel so special. What would you say the odds are against climaxing while losing one's cherry?" Bette asked as though questioning a teacher in school, rather than a lover in bed.
"Christ, that's a tough one. I'd say something like one in eleven million. Something in that area."
"Mmmm, you keep right on making me feel special. Not even the burning sensation in my crotch can spoil the beautiful glow I feel right now."
"I'm afraid you'll be uncomfortable for a couple of days, angel."
"No, not really uncomfortable. The one thing that's stronger than the burning is the wonderful memore of that beautiful fuck. Oh yes, there is another plus, anticipation of my next fuck. I hope it will be with you, Derek."
Chapter 4
Derek was still naked, Bette wore only her garter belt and nylons as they returned to where they had left the champagne. As they sat and sipped, Bette, who sat on the arm of his chair, giggled as she toyed with his spent penis, alternately using fingers and toes to tease it.
"I'm glad to hear you'll want me again, Bette," Derek told her. "I was afraid that after I had deflowered you, I would have served my purpose and you'd be finished with me." "It could have been that way, Derek, but you were too good to let go. By the way, I don't mean I'll want to hang around your neck, but I would like to see you from time to time."
They talked on and agreed on a loose relationship that would equally respect the wishes of both while not interfering with the freedom of either.
As they talked, they touched and fondled and when the champagne was finished, Bette gave him a breast to suck and he assured her it was a distinct improvement over champagne.
When Bette felt arousal returning strongly, she excused herself and went back to the bathroom to do another thorough cleansing of her crotch. She wasn't sure what was going to happen, but she wanted to be ready, to be fresh and clean.
Derek was waiting for her on the couch when she came back. She moved eagerly into his arms and it wasn't long before she was delighting in the return of his penis to fighting trim. With gentle touches and warm, wet kisses, she ensured that it remained strong.
"It's so strong and beautiful, Derek," she told him, holding the velvet head in a soft hand. "Would you like to put it in my cunt and fuck me again?"
"I'd love that, darling, but I won't. I want to give your cunt time to recover so that your next fuck will be even better than your first."
"But we'll have to do something with this, won't we? I mean we can't just leave it like that."
"I'm sure we can think of something to do with it, my angel."
"I'd love to suck it and make it shoot a lot of cream in my mouth. Would you teach me the right way to suck your cock?"
"What a pleasure that will be," he assured her. "I love being sucked off, but your youthful beauty will make it very special."
After they had discussed the act for a while, Derek put a cassette in the TV tape console. In mounting arousal, they played with each other and exchanged comments as they watched a man and woman undressing, playing, then the man went down on the woman and lapped her to orgasm.
"It's really sexy to watch that," Bette told him, "but you do that better than he does."
"That's party because I was inspired by a beautiful angel with a heavenly little cunt."
"Wow, it looks like she's really coming," Bette said in excitement. "Look at the way her ass is bouncing."
"As I recall, your beautiful bum did some nice bouncing when I lapped you, my angel."
"I wouldn't know about that. I was too busy enjoying that yummy come. Is she going to suck his cock now?"
"That's right, darling. Her style is good too. Just one thing I want to point out. She takes his whole pecker in her mouth and throat, but don't think you can do that," Derek cautioned her. "At least, not until you've had lots of experience. 'very few women can ever achieve that."
"Have you ever run into a woman who could?"
"No. A couple have come close, but none ever made it with me."
"Good. I'm going to be the first woman ever to take all of this beautiful cock in my mouth. You'll see."
"I believe you, Bette. I have great faith in you."
"Is he going to stand up for his blow job?" Bette asked as the man stood with hands on hips as the woman knelt at his feet.
"Yes. That's my favorite position too. I like to feel my knees sagging when I shoot my load."
"I'm dying to suck your cock, Derek. May we do it as soon as the movie's finished?"
"I'd like that very much."