Lauren and Camila have been planning this for a while now. This, being their special first time, the deflowering, and other embarrassing euphemisms for the act of making love for the first time. Camila was nervous beyond belief. But Lauren reassured her that it's okay, that it's perfectly normal to be this nervous, and that she did all the research, so she had nothing to worry about.
And Camila's not worried about that. She's worried about her cock. What if it doesn't please Lauren? It wasn't their first time seeing each other naked, so Lauren saw her dick in more than one occasion, but still.
"Camila, breathe," Lauren said in amusement as she walked in Camila's room, wearing nothing but a tank top and a pair of short shorts. No one was home, save for them. Camila froze and swallowed hard, her cock twitching in her loose sweatpants.
"I am breathing."
"Not quite enough if you're looking so pale." Lauren cupped her cheek in her palm and kissed her slowly. "Look, I don't want to do anything you're not ready for-"
"I'm ready," Camila blurted out, her eyes foggy with a mix of desire and apprehension. "It's just. It's my first time and I don't want to disappoint you..."
"You'll never disappoint me." Lauren murmured. She pushed Camila to sit down on the edge of the bed, and Lauren threw her legs on either side, her knees planted on the mattress. Camila whimpered, her hands flying to the swell of Lauren's ass. "Scoot back and lay down."
Camila moved to the center of the bed and laid down, flat on her back. Above her, Lauren was kissing down her cheek and her jaw, hands roaming all over the smooth planes of Camila's body. Lauren's hand slipped inside Camila's shirt, her hot palms cupping her lover's breasts.
"Oh god..." Camila muttered, her back arching slightly off the bed. Lauren was sitting on her stomach and she could feel her heat through the skimpy shorts she was wearing. "You're radiating."
"Indeed I am." Lauren smirked as she pulled off Camila's shirt. Lauren made quick work of Camila's sweats as well, leaving her bare and trembling on the bed. "Camila, I know I tell you this all the time, but you're gorgeous," She said this with her eyes focused on the stiff, seven-inch, flush cock that rested against Camila's thigh.
"D-don't stare." The brunette whimpered. It took everything in her not to cup her straining dick and curl into a ball, but the look in Lauren's eyes was ravenous. Hungry. Filled with desire.
"Can't help it," Lauren said as she stripped down to nothing and straddled Camila's stomach again. Now, Camila felt the bare heat, sticky and boiling against her abs.
Lauren leaned forward and took a nipple in her mouth, her fingertips playing with the other bud. She tugged it, pinched it gently, and massaged the soft flesh until Camila was moaning steadily, her hips rising off the bed. "Want this?" Lauren husked, her hips rolling into Camila's stomach.
"Yes," Camila groaned, low and guttural, her cock twitching. "Lo, please. I don't think I can last..."
Lauren hummed and kissed down the length of Camila's torso, her tongue lapping up the residual wetness she left. Camila's stomach twitched, and when she felt Lauren's teeth nipping at her inner thigh, she let out a helpless moan. Lauren smirked and picking up Camila's cock, she kissed all over the hot, throbbing length.
"L-Lauren!" Camila yelped, her fingers threading through thick, dark locks. She tugged her off gently, careful not to hurt Lauren. "P-please, don't." Camila begged. "I can't handle your mouth right now."
"Okay, okay." Lauren teased, kissing the tip of Camila's cock before getting up to straddle her. Camila could feel Lauren's pussy lips rubbing against her dick and she was so close. She could buck her hips and she would be completely sheathed inside Lauren. But Camila kept still as Lauren stroked her cock, her hand moving ever so slowly up and down Camila's hard length.
"You ready for me?" Lauren asked softly against Camila's mouth. Camila couldn't speak, so she nodded. Her hands soothed the soft skin of Lauren's back and swallowed hard. Lauren lowered herself, and inch by inch, Camila's pale pink cock disappeared inside Lauren's wet, soaking pussy.
"Oh god." Camila whimpered, her fingers digging into Lauren's skin. "Tight..." She gasped, as Lauren rolled her hips up, and then down. She could feel everything. Every throb, every twitch, every clench. Camila couldn't breathe.
"Camila, baby. You need to breathe." Lauren gasped. She increased her pace, her clit rubbing against Camila's lower stomach each time she took her cock all the way inside her pussy. Lauren sucked a finger in her mouth and leaned back. She rubbed the wet finger against Camila's puckered hole, and smiled when Camila bucked and cried out.
"That's it," Lauren husked, humping Camila rapidly. Camila was in awe, her eyes wide and sparkling as she witnessed Lauren riding her, finger teasing her ass.
"I'm gonna come if you keep doing that," Camila whined, her hips rising off the bed so she could pound up into Lauren. "Fuck, baby..."
"Come." Lauren hissed. She clenched her pussy around Camila's throbbing dick and moaned desperately as she felt Camila's thick load shooting deep inside her. Lauren rode Camila a few more times, hips swirling until she was sure Camila stopped coming completely. "Mmmmm, you came a lot, babe."
"F-fuck... That's not m-my fault..." Camila moaned, her hands tight around Lauren's waist to keep her from moving against her oversensitive cock. "C'mere." She murmured, and Lauren leaned over, her lips gliding across Camila's.
"Next time, you better be the one doing the fucking." Lauren smirked, rolling her hips once to elicit a deep moan from her Camila.
"Okay, okay!" Camila babbled, her cock hardening again at the sly look on her girlfriend's face. "Give me a few minutes and I promise I'll do whatever you want."
