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I should be morenervous about my first time bottoming, but for some reason, doing this with Braxton feels right. Everything with him feels perfect. And as his dick presses into me, even the pain I expected to feel doesn’t really hit me. No, it’s more of a soft, stinging sensation that dissipates with each thrust inward.
Of course it would be like this with him. Braxton has always just fit. He’s always been mine. And now we’re here, in his little rickety bed with him on top, fucking me. Couldn’t imagine a better first time, if you want the god’s honest truth.
This is damn near heavenly.
“Oh fuck, you’re tight. I can’t fit.”
“You fit just fine,” I breathe as I bear down and he slips in some more, giving me exactly what I need. And when I lean up, seeking his kiss, he gives me that too. There’s no argument from him.
He kisses me hard as he moves inside of me, claiming me and making me even more his. Because I already was before this. There’s no denying that.
He doesn’t complain about it being too sweet. Too nice. No, his body trembles with mine as he ruts into me over and over, rubbing against my prostate in a way that not even my trusty vibrator can compete with.
Because this is Braxton.
He’s mine. Mine.
I cling to his biceps, digging my fingers into his flesh as he thrusts into me, kissing and licking into my mouth as his hard cock burrows deeper into my body.
“Does it feel good?” he breathes, and I nod, my entire body thrumming with the need to come.
“Yeah, feels so damn good.”
“Hell yes. Fuck, you’re so damn hot. I can’t last. I can’t fucking last.”
“That’s okay. Come. Come in me.”
His cheeks are flushed, his dark hair wild and falling over his eyes, his toned abdomen flexing with each thrust. I reach between us and grab on to my dick, jacking myself off.
It doesn’t take much. As soon as he groans, his release pulsing into me, my own orgasm rolls through my body.
I arch up, my legs curling around his back, holding him inside of me. He falls onto my chest, his face resting over my pounding heart. My mess is smeared between us, but I don’t care. I’m just happy that we did this, that my first time was with him.
Despite the sex being so damn incredible, there’s a part of me that’s afraid he’s going to pull away now that we’re no longer physically connected. But he shocks me when he just seems to burrow into my chest even more.
“Was that good for you?” I murmur, and I feel Braxton nod.
“Yeah, so damn good. I want to do it again, you know, once you’re ready.”
“I’m ready anytime.”
He peers up at me and then leans in for a soft kiss.
It’s the perfect ending to this, but my silly mouth just blurts out, “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“What’s your mom like?” Apparently I don’t mind the risk of possibly scaring him away by asking this question. He doesn’t talk much about her but it’s clear he cares about her, and I want to know more. I want to know his story.
“This is what you want to talk about after we just finished fucking?” Braxton asks, disbelief in his voice.
“I dunno, I guess. I just wanna know more about you.”
“God, fine. But only because your ass is a fucking truth taker. My mom is a mess.” He doesn’t flinch when he responds and he doesn’t pull away from me either. “Truthfully, I’m worried about her.”
I let my hand stroke through his hair. “Why? You don’t think she’ll have a good time on this vacation?”
