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He silenced any further protest by sliding his free hand beneath the crumpled remnants of her nightgown to find her cunny. Despite her hesitancy, she was already wet, her thighs parted in unconscious invitation. He half-expected her to slam her legs shut, trapping his hand, preventing him from moving, from exploring further. But she did nothing of the sort.
Whatever half-hearted protests she might have uttered, her body knew exactly what it wanted. Katherine threw back her head, arched her back, and thrust her pelvis upwards in silent, instinctive welcome.
He trailed his fingers through her damp folds, finding the sweet place where she was most sensitive and caressing that taut little nub. She groaned and chewed on her lower lip, her brow furrowed in concentration. Robbie traced the outline of her slick entrance, teasing her, tantalising her with the promise of more.
When he eventually slid one finger inside her, she shuddered and let out a long, low moan.
“Does this feel good, my Kat?” He eased his finger in and out, slowly, smoothly.
“Yes,” she managed, grinding her teeth together. “I want… I want…”
“This?” He added a second finger and continued to drive them into her body. The delicate barrier within came as no surprise.
Katherine could only nod and continued to writhe against his hand.
Robbie adjusted the angle of his wrist in order to carry on thrusting inside, but at the same time stroke her sensitive nubbin with the pad of his thumb. He judged her climax to be close. Timing would be everything.
She let out a sharp cry. Her body went rigid. Her inner channel clamped hard around his fingers, and she arched her back. Her cunny convulsed, quivering helplessly as the unaccustomed sensations assailed her.
He allowed her several more seconds in which to bask in the pleasure, then he withdrew his fingers, rolled on top of her, and positioned his engorged cock at her opening.
Robbie blessed his choice of a kilt over trousers on this particular evening since he did not need to interrupt the proceedings in order to undress. Whilst Katherine remained transported in the throes of her climax, he rocked his hips and buried his cock to the hilt inside her.
The flimsy barrier he had detected moments before shattered under the sudden onslaught. The deflowering was swift, merciful, perhaps, but Katherine let out a shriek of pain
He had anticipated as much. She was a virgin, he had known that. He could have exercised greater restraint, entered her more gently, but the outcome would be the same. At least, this way, the worst was over almost before it began.
He held still, allowed her the time she needed to adjust, and rediscover the pleasure so rudely interrupted.
“You hurt me,” she complained. “You said that you would not. I thought—”
“I apologise, sweetheart.” He kissed her on the mouth. “Has the pain stopped now?”
He withdrew an inch or so, then slowly filled her again.
“No. I mean… Oh, maybe it has. A little.”
He repeated the motion, taking his time now and watching her delicate features for any sign of discomfort. When she winced, he paused to stroke the tangled hair from her face, then kissed her on the forehead. “We will go slow. Tell me when you are ready.”
“I am not sure I shall ever be ready,” she replied, though he detected a distinct hint of wry humour in her tone.
“No? Not even now?” He slipped his hand back between their bodies to find that swollen nubbin once more and started to caress it between his fingers.
“Oh!” She jerked under him and squeezed the length of his cock with her inner muscles. “Oh, that feels quite peculiar.”
“And this? Even more peculiar?” He withdrew almost entirely, then drove his solid girth deep again.
Katherine groaned, her eyes closed now. “Most peculiar indeed,” she muttered. “Please, could you do that again?”
He could, indeed. Robbie shortened his strokes now, jabbing rather than plunging deep. Kat squirmed and wriggled beneath him, her cunny tight and hot and wet. The friction was ecstasy, and agony, at the same time. He was determined to be gentle, this first time, and grappled with the impulse to pound into her with his cock. Soon, though, her thrusts matched his own. She clung to him, wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist, and rolled her hips. She panted, moaning his name, urging him to go faster, harder.
Robbie was delighted to oblige. He sank his cock deep. His strokes lengthened. He set up a brisk rhythm, relishing the delicious friction as his erection surged in and out of her snug channel. He was barely holding back at all, though he retained some degree of caution, watchful for any sign of discomfort. This was her first time. It must be good, for her even more so than for him.
“Robbie, I… I need…”
He knew. Robbie knew exactly what she needed, and he found her swollen nubbin again. He stroked it with his finger, rubbing harder while her arousal soared. In moments, she shuddered and cried out again, then sank her teeth into his shoulder.
He grunted. He had indeed unleashed a wildcat. Who would have imagined what a treasure lay hidden beneath that prim exterior?
