God you’re so fuckin tight, he said, almost to no one in particular, because he appeared to be off, somewhere else.
He began to thrust into me harder and I wasnt entirely certain that he knew he was doing it because it seemed to be an almost unconscious act. As the hard thrusting continued, the discomfort increased, but I didnt feel it was bad enough to make him stop and ruin this experience for him. He continued to slam into me and his body began to stiffen, and his breathing changed. His solid trusts turned into short little pumps and I thought he might be cumming, but I couldnt be sure. Without warning, he collapsed on top of me.
I could feel him soften inside of me and a few seconds later his breathing returned to normal and he slipped out of me and rolled over to my side.
God, that was good.
Yeah it was ummm really nice.
Did you cum?
I Im not sure. I dont think so.
Itll get better, I promise.
It was really nice Anthony, and I enjoyed it.
Good.
Im going to go into the bathroom and get dressed, okay.
Okay, I had better get going too, I dont want to be late for dinner, or have your parents catch me here when they get off work.
A slight smile split his lips.
Yeah, we dont need that.
He turned, and walked out the door into the bathroom.
While I was getting my clothes on, I looked down at the bed and noticed a spot of blood on the towel I had been laying on. I had just finished putting on my blouse when Anthony entered the room.
Do you want me to; umm get rid of that? I asked sheepishly while looking at the soiled towel.
No Melanie, Ill take care of it.
Okay.
He walked over to me and gave me a hug and a little kiss.
I know it wasnt the greatest for you, and I promise it will be better next time.
It was nice Anthony, I liked it.
Well Just let me know when you want to come over again.
It might be towards the end of the week, but Ill let you know.
I didnt want to tell him, but I was sore already. I knew Id need a couple days of respite before we tried this again.
I snuck out the back door and made my way home.
Day Two
It was Thursday and I was finally starting to get back to normal. When I had woken up Tuesday morning, I was so sore I didn’t think I would be able to move. I told my mom that Id been up all night vomiting, and thankfully, she took mercy on me and let me stay home from school. I spent most of the day in bed, but by the evening I was starting to feel better. The next day, Wednesday, I was still a little bit sore but I was able to go to school and function normally again.
I woke up and texted Anthony and told him I’d be over today after school. There had to be more to this sex business than I had experienced on Monday, and I was anxious to get back in the saddle, and give it another go.
After school, I snuck around the back of Anthonys house and knocked on the door.
Cmon in Mel, lets sit down and talk, okay?
We walked into the kitchen and I sat down at the table. Anthony got me a big glass of iced water, and then sat next to me.
I know what we did wasnt that great for you, he said hesitantly.