I reached a point where I either had to slow down and back off or take it to the next step. Being male and horny I naturally chose to go forward. I eased her legs further apart, dropping my shorts while I did so. My hand was rubbing her mound and now I slowed, parting her lips instead. Larissa’s eyes finally opened again, looking to see what I was doing. Her eyes fastened on my erection and she went pale and then blushed. She didn’t say anything but she did shut her eyes again. Rather tightly from the look of it.
I moved the head of my cock between her parted lips and pressed softly, withdrawing my hand so that her lips closed around me. She made a little squeaking sound. I was watching her face and I saw one eye open and then quickly close. It didn’t seem as though she was going to object.
I started pressing into her, moving slowly but steadily. She was, I found, virginal, but she didn’t remain that way. She whimpered slightly when her hymen gave way but I was whispering soft words to her at that point, telling her how fine she felt and how it didn’t really hurt and it’s feeling better already.
She relaxed a little after that moment of tensing up. Well, as much as a young lady can relax when a cock is introducing itself to her. From the feel of her I had built up her arousal to a nice point, and she was hot and wet and receptive, even if a little tight. Tight was OK; her passage was still yielding to my hardness.
Thank god we were in the kids section of the pool. Things would have been really awkward if the water had been a few feet deep. A few inches didn’t worry me. It was nice and cool, our heated blood making a nice contrast. Pressing firmly in I very shortly had Larissa nailed to the floor of the pool, my groin hard against hers, my hands running over her breasts.
I waited for a few moments, watching Larissa. When she found I wasn’t doing anything she opened one eye to peep at me. I winked at her. With that she snapped both eyes wide and glared at me.
“Move with me,” I said before she could say anything, working on the principle that whatever she might say would be the wrong thing. She might utter rude words like ‘stop’.
I pulled back a little and then eased back into place. I repeated the action, nodding and smiling as she hesitantly pushed to meet me this time. Procedure established I kept going, taking it easy to start with so she knew that she was doing the right thing. Slowly I built on what we were doing, not increasing the speed of my strokes but making them longer, until I was nearly pulling right out of her.
I could tell that her body had been captured by her feelings. She was enthralled by what we were doing, eyes closing again as she moved with me, just lying back and letting the feelings flow.
The relative slow speed I’d initiated meant I was able to keep going. There was no frantic need driving me to finish off with a rush. I just kept the movement flowing, enjoying the feel of her, enjoying the way she was reacting. After a while she started making little moaning sounds, her breath groaning softly out of her partly opened mouth, her arousal complete and the excitement within her steadily building.