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I recognized the sound of the drawer. For some reason I thought he was getting out the lotion, even though he hadn’t sparked me. It was the lotion, only applied to my nipples, strikes in gently with his fingertip. Then, however, it was time.
Returning the bottle of lotion to the drawer, he got out a bottle of lube. Squeezing out a generous amount onto his first two fingers, he returned to my pussy, applying the lube quite thoroughly, nearly making me cum. Dripping a dollop onto his cock, he got int position between my spread and bound legs.
I never forgot the feeling of Simon mounting me. It was all pretty memorable but the feeling of Simon getting into a fully dominant position, taking full control of my body, would stay with me forever.
True to his word, Simon was both gentle and careful, easing his perfect cock into my tight virgin pussy. It only hurt a little when he broke through my cherry, the rest of it feeling absolutely transcendent as he gently fucked me for the very first time. I was glad we waited and he had taken so much time to get me ready.
Taking all do time, Simon started pumping faster, as I was able to take more, my pussy stretching out nicely to accommodate his mighty mass. The sounds that came out of me both new and wonderful. At first, I’d still been somewhat embarrassed by my ‘sex noises’ but by that point I saw them as wonderful. An expression of the love I felt for Simon and didn’t care if I was picked up by the International Space Station.
I recognized the rush from when Simon had cum in my mouth. It was immediately clear that he’d come inside me. His hot, thick cum warming me up from the core. I knew we should have used a condom but I wanted to feel him, not last because it was my first time.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he said, gently pulling out of me.
“I-it’s okay, I really liked it. All of it I mean.”
“I don’t suppose you’re on birth control.”
“No.”
“That’s my fault really. I should have made sure. You are mine after all.”
I was, I was his, absolutely and completely. If he’d wanted to put me on birth control I would have done it. I would have done anything he told me to, knowing it would be for my own good.
“It’s okay,” I said, trying to comfort him. I would have hugged him were my arms not bound.
I didn’t know if I would get pregnant. None of the women in my family were terribly fertile and it was my first time. I wasn’t silly enough to think a girl couldn’t get pregnant her first time but it should have some effect and I was, as far as I knew, between cycles. I any case, I wouldn’t have changed anything if I’d had to do it all again. It had felt wonderful and if I was going to have a baby, I couldn’t think of anyone I wanted to have a baby with more than him. I had the gut feeling that Simon would be a wonderful father, supporting me and our baby to the limits of his ability.
Simon undid the ropes one by one. Loosening the knots with one hand while holding my wrist or ankle as he did, lowering my arms and legs gently back to the mattress. Tenderly unkinking my arms and massaging the feeling back into my legs. I didn’t look down but Simon took care of things down there with a wet wipe, cleaning away my little bit of virgin blood. Limiting me up into his arms it was back into the bathroom. It wasn’t the first time Simon had given me a bath but it was definitely the most special. I wasn’t sure what would happened when I finally lost my cherry but it I still hand’t expected that. I felt truly changed in a fundamental way. Like a new world had been opened to me. The world of adulthood, leaving behind the kid I had been. I still had a lot to learn but also couldn’t wait to get started and I had Simon there to help me along.
The bath filled up with warm, soapy water, ducky bobbing on the top, Simon scooped me up and slowly submerged me in the relaxing chamber, just letting me float for a while before he started washing me all over. Convincing me to sit up, he also tackled the monumental task of washing my hair, going so far as to style it for me. All. The chocolate and flowers in the world couldn’t rival that in terms of a romantic gesture.
Patting me dry, my sweet master swaddled me in a delicious silk robe and led me downstairs, my legs still a little wobbly from what I’d just been through.
