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“Marcus, oh Marcus,” I moaned, shuddering as the first wave of pleasure hit me hard.
I let out a cry of pleasure, unable to keep moving. I gasped and felt like I'd frozen in place as the ecstasy rolled through me. But Marcus kept me moving, guiding me with his hands to keep me sliding up and down on his cock, which kept my orgasm going, helping it grow stronger and stronger. With my head thrown back, I cried out, coming so hard, I felt like I might fall off of him. As I opened my eyes and stared down at him, I could see that Marcus was clearly on the verge of losing control. As my own orgasm subsided and feeling returned to my limbs, I started moving again, rocking back and forth, riding him as best I could. He stared up at me with wide eyes that were filled with a primal need. A hunger and a desire that only served to make me even wetter.
I loved that he had that look in his eyes as he locked gazes with me. It made me feel so wanted. So desired. It was hard to explain, but it made me feel like I was more than just a casual fuck for him. Something about the way he looked at me with such raw, naked emotion made me feel like this was something special, and not just for me. His nails dug into my flesh and I felt my pussy spasm around his cock. He gasped and I felt his entire body stiffened up just before he cried out.
“Oh God, Emma!”
With that, he exploded inside of me. I felt him pulsating and the warmth of his cum as he filled me up. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before and having him shooting his warm seed deep into me felt so amazing that I very nearly orgasmed again. I looked down at him, reveling in the look of pure and utter bliss on his face as he emptied himself inside me.
That was exactly why I'd gotten myself on the pill. I'd wanted him to come inside of me; it made me feel more connected to him.
He groaned and stared up at me, neither one of us moving for several long moments. He was still inside of me, but I felt him growing softer. Eventually, I rolled off of him, his cum running down my legs, and I laid down beside him. He turned over and held me close, kissing me softly on my forehead.
“Thank you,” I said softly.
“No, thank you,” he said.
I could tell he wanted to say something else to me, but he remained quiet. I considered pressing him to get him to speak his mind, but decided against it. Instead, I allowed him to hold me close and plant soft kisses on my face and neck.
I'd done it. I'd lost my virginity, and not with just anyone. I’d given it to someone special to me, a man I'd dreamt about for so many years. This couldn't be real, could it? Oh, but it was. My heart was so full of joy. Saving it for all these years had been worth it, to share this moment with him.
“You okay?” he asked me, giving me a serious look.
I had tears in my eyes. I tried to hide my face, it felt silly to cry after sex. But Marcus lifted my head and made me stare at him, to look him in the eyes.
“I'm great,” I said. “I'm just so happy.”
He chuckled and kissed me. “I'm glad those are happy tears,” he said. “I was worried for a second.”
“Oh no, these are happy tears alright,” I said, wiping them away. “I just can't believe we did that. It was so beautiful, and amazing, and everything I always imagined it to be.”
“Good,” he said. “I'm glad to hear that.”
Curled up next to him, I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt so very tired. I listened to his heart beat and his breathing, and eventually, we both fell asleep cuddled together.
I was one happy girl.
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The next morning, I awoke with a jolt, adrenaline shooting through my body. I sat up and it took me a moment to remember where I was. Marcus was still asleep beside me, and the sweet ache between my thighs was enough for me to remember everything. My amazing night hadn't been just a dream and my vibrator; it had really happened. After wanting it for years upon years, I'd finally had sex with Marcus Pratt.
I had to keep myself from squealing like a little girl as I stared down at him and smiled, feeling happy all over again, s, satisfied, and completely content. I leaned down and kissed him awake, gently.
“Hey
,” I whispered, “I have to get home. I have to work later this morning.”
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him, kissing me in his half-asleep state. I kissed him back and smiled as his eyes fluttered halfway open.
“Next time your kids are away, invite me over, okay?” I said, stroking his cheek. “I feel like I have so much more to learn from you. And I can't wait for my next lesson.”
He smiled and nodded. “Sounds like a plan,” he mumbled. “I'm really looking forward to it.”
I quickly got dressed, and as I did so, Marcus managed to wake himself up. He sat up in bed, covered only by his sheet, and motioned for me to come back over before I left.
“Next time,” he whispered, “I'll make you breakfast and you can stick around for a while.”
“That would be great,” I said, suddenly wishing I didn't have to work.
