After (Camren)

Chapter 70

She joins me back on the bed holding the dildo. I have never seen one, not even in sexual education class, they seemed so intimating in my head but now I want to grab it out of her hand and put it on her. I am thankful that Lauren can't hear my indecent thoughts even though her words are dirtier than any thought I have ever had.

"Are.." Her voice is low. 

"If you ask if I am sure, I will kill you." I tell her and she smiles. 

"I was going to say, are you going to help me put this on or should I do it?" She laughs, waving the strap-on in front of me.

"Oh. I want to, you have to show me how though." I bite my lip.

"Okay." She sits down on the bed and I sit up cross legged. She leans across and kisses me swiftly on my forehead before taking my hand in hers. She gets up from the bed and put the strap-on to her vagina. The strap-on is like a two way penis (there's the part sticking out and the part that goes in the other one's vagina. Lauren chuckles and shakes her head after seeing the way I look at that thing. 

"I'll show you, this way." She says and uses our combined hands to take my hands and place them on the part that will go into her. It feels slippery to the touch.

"Now you put it inside me." She says, her cheeks flushed. Her eyes narrow as both of our hands slide the dildo into her and she groans. I then attach the rest to her thighs.

"That wasn't so bad for an innocent and a drunk" I laugh. She raises an eyebrow at me and smiles. I am glad we are being playful and not so intense, it makes me less nervous for what is about to happen.

"I'm not drunk babe, I had a few drinks and when I showed up here I was a slightly impaired but arguing with you has sobered me up, as usual." She smiles and runs her thumb across my bottom lip.

I am pleased with her answer, I don't want her to be passing out half way through or puking on me. I laugh a little at my thoughts and look at her again. Her eyes are clear, not glazed like they were an hour ago.

"Now what?" I say before I can stop myself. She laughs, taking my hand and wrapping it around her fake penis. 

"Eager?" She teases and I nod.

"Me too." She admits and I move my hand up and down. She shifts her body so the toy moves better inside of her and she moves so she is on top of me. She uses her knee to part my legs, spreading them wide and I feel her fingers rub against me. I wonder if she will be gentle with me, I hope so.

"You're soaking so that will make it easier." She inhales. Her lips meet mine and she kisses me slowly, her tongue teasing mine. Her lips seem to be molded against mine, made just for me. She pulls away and kisses the corners of my mouth, followed by my nose then my lips again. My hands go to her back in a desperate attempt to pull her closer to me.

"Slow baby, we need to go slow." She whispers. Her lips touching my earlobe. 

"It's going to hurt, just tell me if you want me to stop. I mean it, okay?" She says in a gentle voice.

"Okay." I gulp. I have heard that having sex (with a penis) hurts but it can't be that bad. I hope not at least.

She kisses me again, I feel the silky strap-on brush against me causing me to shudder. Seconds later she presses into me, its such a foreign feeling. My eyes screw shut and I hear myself gasp. 

"You okay?" She whispers into the kiss. I nod and she moves further into me. I wince at the pinching feeling deep inside me. It is just as bad as everyone says, if not worse.

"Fuck." Lauren groans. Her body is still, unmoving and the feeling is incredibly uncomfortable. Apparently not for her.

"Can I move?" Her voice is so strained and raspy.