Free First Times: Nine Tales of Innocence Lost by Natalie Deschain Page A

before kissing me again. I pressed his cock against his belly and ran my hand up and down the underside. He pulled my hand away by the wrist, pressed both hands into the lockers behind me, and humped his cock against my stomach. Feeling the pressure of it against me made me shake with excitement and anticipation.  
    “I want to fuck you,” he growled into my ear. “I wanted you since the first day when I saw your tight ass while you climbed up that ladder.”  
    “I want you,” I whimpered, shaking. “Please, this is our last chance.”  
    He took the straps of my bathing suit and pulled, dragging it down my body. The tight fabric strained over my chest and then slid down as he peeled me. He pressed against me, and the light coating of coarse hair on his chest itched my nipples as he slid the bathing suit and my shorts down and it all landed on the floor with a wet plop and we were both naked as the day we were born.  
    He tilted my head to the side and kissed my throat, then along my shoulder, and down my arm, lifting it until he took my finger in his mouth and sucked lightly while staring into his eyes. I ran my hand up and down the underside of his cock.  
    I started to sink down, but he pushed my bare back against the cold, faded blue steel and looked in my eyes.  
    “I’m going to eat your cunt.”  
    My legs buckled from the tone of his voice as he pressed his lips to the tender skin between my breasts, matching his downward movement with a tickling brush of his fingers down my ribs that made me giggle. He dipped down and I thought he was going to drop between my legs before he suddenly rose up, took my nipple in his mouth and sucked so hard it pinched and I yelped. Laughing, he pushed me against the wall and held my hips and traced a hot wet line from my belly button down, with his tongue.  
    “Oh, please, please,” I begged, scrunching my fingers in his hair.  
    I’d never even imagined something like this. I felt so silly now, so innocent as his lips touched my sex, his tongue just hinting at my folds while his hot breath spread over my wet pussy. I leaned my head against the lockers, closed my eyes, and moaned. My legs shook as his touch grew more intense, hot trails moving over my skin as his tongue teased and moved. He pulled away and kissed my thigh, and I almost screamed at the tease.  
    I was just opening my mouth to beg when he licked me so hard it hurt, a jolt flowing up from my most sensitive places. His tongue circled my clit, then slid down and pressed at my entrance, then back up again. My legs were shaking already and he started to deeply kiss my pussy, using his lips, his tongue, his breath expertly, wringing pleasure from my already tortured, tight body.
    He stood up, then started pulling me down. He sat right on the concrete and leaned back against the bench behind him, the old wooden one fixed to the floor. He was pulling me into his lap. I sat on his legs and slid against him, pinning his cock between us, and kissed him. His hands moved everywhere. Up my back, my sides, toying with my breasts, lifting and squeezing. His finger slid down my back, right down my spine, and nested between my ass cheeks. I yelped and wriggled a little as he teased my asshole with the pad of his finger, and moaned, grinding against him and sliding his cock against my belly.  
    “Get on,” he said, rolling his hips.  
    A sudden twinge of fear burst through me, and I bit my lip. He must have seen it in my eyes.  
    “What’s wrong?”  
    “I’ve never done it before,” I said, trying not to let my voice squeak. “I’m a v-virgin.”  
    He blinked.  
    “Jesus Christ, what am I doing. We don’t even have protection.”  
    He started to push me off.  
    I bit my lip, shifted, and pulled his cock under me as I rose up. When the head touched my hot sex he froze, a look of slack excitement coming over his face. I leaned into him and lowered myself down, hitching up and wincing as his thick rod