Where Do We Go From Here?

I was still smiling hugely at the thought of Tony’s stop motion photography project. It was then that I leaned over and kissed him. It was modest at first; a simple, chaste kiss with no hidden agenda. But as I continued to kiss Tony, I felt something shift within me. It was a weird sensation that made my stomach clench with a vague impression of being on fire. Soon enough our kiss deepened, my mouth opening up but no tongue was being used. We were relishing in this kiss that was on the verge of inappropriateness. Tony brought his hands up to my cheeks to cup my face. I felt the warmth in my stomach spread in my veins and soon I found myself straddling Tony’s lap to get a better angle on his lips. His tongue slipped out, tracing my bottom lip. It was hesitant and deliberate as if silently asking me for permission. Without a second thought, I opened my mouth to excavate our kiss. Our lips made these smacking noises that filled the silence of the room since the video stopped and had reverted back to being a black screen. Tony’s hands slowly slid down my body, making me groan from his light touches that landed on my hips.

My hands soon ran up his arms and tangled into his hair, eliciting a throaty groan from him. It made me wonder if I made him feel anything close as to what I was currently feeling. Tony broke away from my lips first before trailing hot pants and kisses onto my neck. I closed my eyes to get a better feel of his lips. My insides clenched again as I felt his hands wander to my thighs. I gasped because I didn’t want this to stop. However, Tony stopped cold turkey before closing his eyes and calming his breathing.

“I can’t do this unless you’re a hundred percent sure.” Tony said through what could only be described as a struggled expression.

Was I ready? I asked myself. I knew what my body wanted, which was to give into my raging teenage hormones. However, I was well aware that I couldn’t take anything back if I were to go all the way with Tony.

Biting my bottom lip, I said “I’m ready.”

Tony looked into my eyes again for confirmation. “Promise?” He asked.

I smiled. “Promise.”

Tony took his time. His kisses were deliberately slow and deep that it fished out a sensual moan from my throat. I kissed back slowly, enjoying the way our lips meshed well together. Tony soon flipped me over so my back was pressed against his comforter, all the while keeping our lips fastened together. His leg wedged between my own, making me blush ever so slightly. His hands gently outlined my frame as he continued to kiss me. Each minute that passed by eased the tension growing within my head. At first I could feel myself over thinking everything. However, with Tony’s full lips on mines; his touch like fire against my skin, I was no longer bombarded with my pestering thoughts.

I reached for the hem of Tony’s shirt and pulled over his head, admiring his chest and stomach. My eyes locked onto his arms that had a few tattoos trailing up them. By now we were no longer kissing, but rather observing one another. I could feel his eyes boring into my face while I reached my hand out to his arm and began to lightly trace his tattoo. Tony smiled, closing his eyes as my finger tips traced his skin. I lifted my head slightly and placed a kiss on his tattoo before Tony’s hand reached for the hem of my shirt. I instantly froze; a wave of insecurities crashing into me. Tony noticed.

“You’re beautiful.” He assured me. However, I was still hesitant. “We can wait.” He said sincerely.

I had an inner debate going on within me. I was certain that I wanted my first time to be with Tony, but I was still dicey on being completely vulnerable in that sense.

“I can stop if you’re not ready. I won’t be mad either.” Tony commented while hovering over me. He a small smile pulled at his lips; that crooked grin that made my heart melt.

I covered my face with both hands. “I want to be with you, it’s just I’m not beautiful like most girls.”

Tony rolled his eyes. “I don’t care about other girls. I love you, Verity. You’re beautiful to me and that’s all that matters.”

I smiled gratefully. Reaching up around Tony’s neck, I pulled him closer to me, closing the distance between the both of us. Reattaching our lips, Tony groaned at its suddenness. His lips molded against mines while his hands reached for the hem of my shirt again. This time I didn’t stop him. Slowly, Tony took off my shirt, leaving me in my bra and jean. His lips travelled from my lips to my jaw line then to my neck. I closed my eyes as I lightly ran my fingertips up his back. I never knew what a hard-on felt like until Tony pressed his body closer to me. It was then that I felt the outline of his length pressing against his jeans.

Breaking away from the kiss, I asked “Do you have protection?” I didn’t want to go through another lecture from my mother.

Tony reached into his nightstand and fished out a box of Trojans. He took out a foil packet and placed on top of his nightstand. Tony started to kiss me again, this time his hands wandered to the waistband of my jeans, unbuttoning the button and zipping down the zipper. I closed my eyes again as I felt Tony’s lips on my collarbone; slowly inching south. Focusing on his lips, I hadn’t realized his hand slipped into my panties until I felt him there. His fingers lightly massaged me, causing my breathing to turn ragged and heavy. Tony covered my mouth with his as I felt his fingers adding more pressure to my sensitive bud. He slowly dove one finger into my slick flower, stretching me gently. I let out another gasp as I gripped onto his shoulders. I moaned near his ear while digging my nails into his flesh.

It was uncomfortable to feel him inside of me, even if it was only his finger. He added another finger inside of me while his thumb circled around my already throbbing bud. I was aching for more, but glad that Tony was taking his time with me. He allowed me to adjust to the new sensation of being full before he moved his two fingers. There was an unfamiliar pressure that began to build in my stomach, and I was a little scared to feel it. I could feel my insides clenching again as my legs began to quiver from the uncertainty of what was going to happen. The new sensation felt both good and weird that I found myself breathless. My hips began to rock with Tony’s rhythm that soon enough I was near the edge of what could only be described as an orgasm. Tony let out a grunt while his fingers started to pick up their pace. My breaths caught in my throat as I felt my voice become strained. Opening my mouth, not a single sound came out as I felt a release go off within my body.

Tony placed small kisses that trailed from my neck to my lips before I felt him slip away from the apex of my thighs. The loss of touch made me slightly whimper. He reached for the condom and ripped it open before tugging off his pants and boxers. It was the first time I ever saw a penis and I had to admit, I didn’t know how he could manage to fit inside of me when his two fingers did the job just perfectly. I grew nervous again. Tony stopped for a moment; silently asking for my permission again. I smiled while offering a small nod before he proceeded. Tony entered me slowly. I groaned and grunted as Tony gradually bucked his hips. His lips soon found their way back to mine, silencing the strangled moans that seemed to escape from my lips.

“Go slow.” I managed to say.

Tony stopped. “To be honest” He began, struggling to keep his tone even. “I’m only halfway in.”

Are you fucking kidding me?! I asked incredulously. I felt entirely full at the moment and couldn’t possibly take any more of him.

“Just…go slow.” I said through a strained tone.

Tony kept on easing his length into me until finally he was in. He didn’t move for a minute, giving me time to acclimate. That whole minute Tony kissed away my worries as his hands started to massage my breasts, which were finally exposed. Tony marveled at my full breasts before kissing them each. He soon started to move his hips, making both pain and pleasure become prominent. I was being stretched, slowly ripped apart, but soon I felt the pleasure slithering in my veins. Tony began to rub my needy bud as his hips leisurely rocked in and out of me. My groans of discomfort were being replaced by breathless moans of pleasure. The familiar pressure started to build up in my stomach. His hips picked up speed, bucking in and out of me while inching closer to my climax. I felt Tony grip onto my arms as a few moans escaped my lips. Our kisses grew sloppy and soon enough I felt my entire body grow rigid as Tony’s stiffened as well. I felt my body shudder and jerk while my breathing remained ragged, straining for more air.

So this is what an orgasm feels like. I thought to myself.

I was still breathing heavily when Tony rolled off of me and pulled me in close. The apex of my thighs felt sore, but I liked it. The pain was tolerable because the outcome was heavenly. I felt my cheeks instantly heat up as I pulled Tony’s blanket over us. Tony leaned over and kissed the top of my forehead.

“How are you feeling?” He asked now that his breathing had evened out.

I took a moment to let the question sink into my brain. I was still swimming in cloud 9, wondering if everyone’s first time was as perfect as this. I wondered if being in love made everything feel much sweeter.

“I feel great.” I finally answered with a satisfied tone.

Tony chuckled. “I do, too.” He replied.

Notes

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