And then, when things had gotten steamy, my parents had to return. We immediately stopped and mournfully looked at each other before I raced to my room, but not before giving him my clothes, including my underwear and a long lick at my vagina. I shuddered violently at that before giving his a long lick too. He also gave me his underwear and I raced back to my room to get dressed.
That week was pure torture. We barely had enough time to be alone. We didn’t even manage to have sex, until, on Saturday evening, when my whole family was out to a trip outside the country and my other cousins had places to go the whole day, I raced to Tim’s room with speed I never knew I had.
He greeted me with much fervor and enthusiasm as he picked me up and pinned me to the wall, ravaging my mouth with his tongue while hooking my legs on his waist. “Keep the lights on. I want to see you,” I hastily told him when he turned off the light. He obeyed me and flicked the light back on. No later than that, we found ourselves in the bed and found ourselves in the 69 position. It looked pretty hot since we were still on our clothes. Soon, I decided to be a little naughty and straddled his already undressed cock with my clothed one. My vagina tingled in pleasure. It was so hard and meaty, if it could, it would have been ramrod straight and push itself in me. Tim was groaning in frustration as he held my sides harshly. But the pain only turned me on and rubbed harder on the shaft.
“Shitshitshit, I’m-I’m–” and I stopped. He looked at me and I gave him a teasing glint. He was hungry and I knew it. We were pretty much in the middle of a sexual activity to vent out our longing for each other’s body that I actually made him abstain. I knew it would drive him to the edge. He impatiently flipped us over so he was on top and grinning, he ripped my panties off and rubbed our unclothed members together. I howled in pleasure, the two of us kissing like never before.
“Put it in, put it in,” I repeated like a mantra, like a broken record.
“Are you sure?” he asked for assurance and I eagerly nodded, tightening my legs around his waist. He stopped to guide his dick while I was eagerly pumping it the whole way. “Hold me, hold me,” I told him and he eagerly wrapped one arm around me while the other was angling his dick to go through my entrance. “Push it in. Quickly,” I demanded, impatient.
He nodded and took his bulbous head inside when I yelped in pain. He quickly withdrew back. That time, I was busy cursing everyone who thought the first time was really good. What good??!! It was so painful. I encouraged him to not mind me and push it in. And he actually pushed it in. I felt like my pussy was ripped apart. Tim kissed me as I was crying because of the pain. There was blood, but we both knew that it happens when it was for the first time. We spent the next ten minutes of him coaxing me to comfort before he started moving again. It was painful, but it dulled down after a few thrusts. I only could register pleasure after that. Tim’s eyes were also hazy and clouded and we both were in euphoric pleasure. We didn’t restrain our voices – we were lucky there was no one else in the house but us.