Be warned. This chapter is as smutty as they come and this is my first time writing a sex scene so please... don't you judge. Click the vote icon right now and then read, because i will not disappoint. And this chapter is not edited.
Elia.
Hands tight on Nathaniel's upper arms, I heave a sigh closing my eyes as I try to calm myself. The position I am in now, yes is not comfortable, but I have zero energy to shift, and besides that, I will worsen the pain that has pooled down to my toes.
I can hear him try to breath normally, all for my sake. I bet he is wondering if I am going to change my mind in any way, I am not, but I just am not going to voice that out. He has to be patient and understand that the one that gets hurt from this actually is me and not him.
I can feel his eyes on me, I bet they are fixed on my face as he tries to deduce what or how I feel. It is when his hand brush the hair off my face that I finally open my eyes to look at him, his eyes are soft, though hooded with lust, he has a small smile playing on his lips, it is as if he is trying to comfort me, and not to his disappointment it does, I find myself smiling back finally loosening up my hands and letting them fall back to the bed,
"Okay?" his voice is as soft as I've never heard it before. If I wasn't looking and obviously not in this state I wouldn't be able to recognize it. I nod, my eyes tailing back to his eyes from his chest where I had found some solace in this pain.
"Okay... go on." I tell him. Still holding my legs up, he first shifts, gaining a silent scream before he starts to push in. I wince as he does so, my hand nearly flying to his thighs where I grip hard, probably tearing the outer skin.
"Relax El, it'll feel better that way." I try to do as instructed, flexing my muscles as I try to loosen up but end up clenching back and releasing a cry. There is no way I am going to be able to do that, especially now that my eyes are watery again and feeling all the energy in me getting more drained.
"I can't" I tell him. "I just can't, it's- ah..."
I didn't even realize he had stop pushing in until he starts again mumbling a small 'alright'. I bite onto my bottom lip as he fills me, not stopping no matter how much I try to push him or wince or cry. I guess he has learnt if he tries to follow up with me we will get nowhere. I tend to exaggerate pain. I am not good with pain, I never was.
I can tell he is full inside when our skins press against each other. I somehow sigh, glad he is fully inside me but at the same time afraid I will not like it. He doesn't move and I thank God he is giving me time to adjust, so I loosen my hands on his thighs and start again to take heavy breathes.
In what feels like five minutes to me though I know it only has been at most a minute I instruct Nathaniel to continue.
"No longer hurts?" Oh, how I wish.
"It does, but is manageable." Very true.
So, he seems as if he is pulling out before he slowly slides in. I gasp, hands falling to the sheets or bed cover or whatever and grabbing onto them so tight.
"It hurts again."
"Should I stop?" he asks concern sounding in his voice.
"No, go on." ...because we will get nowhere.
"Okay." He repeats the motion that takes all air from my lungs and some element I feel as if I need to breath, I gasp, eyes widening as I look at him to see his bottom lip bitten and eyes focused on me. Shit! It does hurt.
"Um- jerking off can make it better-" I wince. "...or- I can... I can help." In less than a full second, I feel his hand find my erection. He starts on it softly and slowly, I guess he doesn't want it to feel extra "nice" in a way he just wants it to make me feel better.
I know I have read somewhere on the internet that it is not supposed to hurt this much, and that we may be doing 'it' wrong. But who cares? I am as horny as fuck and so is my boyfriend and we are doing it our own way. It's not like there should be an instructor to tell us that we are doing it all wrong and tell us what to do, this is how we do it. Wrong or right, I am pretty sure we will all like it at the end.
Nathaniel finds a rhythm of pushing in slowly, then out slowly again, his hand on my erection still slow and soft to actually make me feel anything. I find my own breathing rhythm of breathing in deeply when he pushes in and breath out like I'm sighing as he pulls 'almost out'.
I find myself loosening the grip on the bed. I even feel my muscles loosen up and I place my hand on Nathaniel's thigh. As I do so I feel small bumps, maybe I actually did hurt him earlier, I make a mental note to check that later. I rub the area to actually feel I really did hurt him. Well... I do not entirely feel bad, it's fair we both felt a little pain. Hmm... understatement of the year. He feels it (loosening up) and leaves my erection, his hand holding my leg up again.
"Better now?"
I nod closing my eyes and slightly parting my lips.
We then fall into a dead silence that I cannot tell if it's awkward, okay or even comfortable. The only thing that can be heard is our unsteady loud breathing.
"Is it good?" "Is it feeling good?"
I don't reply and just act as if I did not hear his question. He doesn't ask again, so I bet he gets the message, I don't even know what message I am trying to send to him. I am not thinking right.
After I get over my rudeness, I open my eyes to look at Nathaniel. his eyes are shut, mouth hanging open and tongue playing in his mouth, probably tracing his teeth, his face is red and so is his neck and the upper part of his chest... he seems so into it.
I don't even think he has realized he has gone slightly faster, just a tiny bit. I know he would have asked me first, but I guess it's subconscious.
And then I start to feel a little something.
It's a sensation slightly in my abdomen and slightly in my toes... I definitely know what it is.
"It's starting to."
"Huh?"
"Feel good, it's starting to feel good." He smiles lazily.
I can tell he is using all he has just not to fuck me hard, and I am grateful of that.
And now with this new sensation coming up, I am ready to taste its waters, so, for the first time tonight, I shift underneath him and look up at him. He is still looking down at me, but this time differently. I can tell he is silently asking for something, so as to approve, I tell him to increase the pace.
He doesn't go too fast as I thought he would. In fact, he slightly increases his pace. I groan, as he completely melts inside me. I grab him by the arm and he leaves my legs. I rest my foot on the soft fabric of the bed cover spreading my legs even wider.
I guess it is the change of position, because I have no other way to explain it. Instantly, his thrusts become longed and yearned for. It starts to feel good having him stretching my walls. I know he hasn't found my prostate yet, which is alright with me since this is our first time, but I can rest assure you he is not that far at all, because now whenever he pushes back in, spasm of desired pleasure run down through my whole body.
I lead his hands above mine where I entwine them with mine. At first, I think it is an uncomfortable position for him, but this thought gets swiped away when he comes to a sudden stop.
"Move up."
There isn't any other way of doing so without him having to slide out of him, and I don't think I want that. He reads my face and holds my waist where he sort of carries me in a very awkward and uncomfortable manner, I help by putting my weight on my legs and push myself up until my head is buried on several pillows.
Then, I realize he wants to support his weight by leaning on the head board. So, to help, I raise my legs- again, and hold them myself, then he positions himself forcing me to further raise my legs and lay on a small part of my back, but however, it's not an uncomfortable position, so I will not complain.
He once again starts to thrust into me, with an increased pace. He moans sending shivers down my spine. The change of position, again, makes him draw so close to my bundle of magic. For the first time after we start to have sex, I release a long low moan... I want to touch him, to embrace him, but my hands are holding up my legs. His thrusts are deep but careful, he is still holding back...
But holding my legs up becomes a problem when my hands get sweaty and arms start to ache. Even my legs start to ache from holding them up. Nathaniel is oblivious of this as he pleases both of us. I really want t look at him but with this position it's not possible.
"You're comfortable, want to change position?" he asks as if reading my thoughts.
"Uh- can... I put my legs on your shoulders?"
He doesn't answer but once more sits on his heels. He puts my legs on his shoulders, but before when I try to raise my legs, I push a little further from him resulting in his erection to push out of me abruptly. I gasp and moan to the discomfort it causes and Nathaniel being Nathaniel as usual, apologizes.
He then slides back in me, it really isn't 'that' painful at all, just- a little. Once buried deep inside me again, he once more starts to thrusts into me, and this time, nothing feels as good as this.
Nathaniel groans putting his hands on my waists. His touch makes it difficult for me to thin on one thing straight, and worse with him thrusting deep into me. He is full inside of me, he is filling me. His thrusts are still the same pace but now giving me a different kind of feeling, a feeling I want to feel forever.
"El..." he moans his hands travelling up my chest. My eyes roll back mouth gaping even more. He then chuckles slowing down, resulting in my eyes to snap from the darkness to his face.
"Sorry-" he chuckles holding back a laugh. "It's just your face- you look funny when you do that."
Frowning, I ask what he means.
"The way your eyes rolled and-"
"Fuck Nathaniel, you're such a turn off..." I wiggle my waist under him, then he gets the message and starts to thrust fast again. "...I'll make you stop you know?" I sigh closing my eyes and holding his thighs again feeling the bumps I've caused and this time feeling a bit guilty.
"Oh no you won't." he says, withdrawing his hands and running them in this hair at once. I watch the way his muscles flex.
"Yeah- go faster..." I tell him wanting to stop talking already... then he obliges, thrusting faster into me, making me once more clench around him. He releases a loud moan head getting thrown back. "Fuck... you're so tight Elia... you feel good."
I feel my erection react to his words, it jerks and I hold back some funny 'sounds' from escaping from my mouth. But that doesn't work for a long time because I release a loud cry as I feel his hit the spot where my bundle of sensitive nerves lays. I tighten my grip on his thighs, trying to get my breathe though I know it will not be stable, but only going to get worse.
My toes curl so hard, eyes rolling through shut eyes and abdomen tightening.
How is it even possible?
That someone can make you feel this good, extremely good? Extremely amazing? So ecstatic? So divine? Graceful?
I remove my legs from his shoulder and rest them on the bed, I wrap my hands around his waist and pull him to lay on top of me, all his weight falling on me before he supports himself with his arms resting on the bed.
Skin to skin, his heat radiating directly to me, I wrap my legs around his waist drawing his as if possible, deeper into me. His stomach is pressing in my dick, just adding more to the bliss I am feeling.
Besides our heavy breathing and slapping of skin, we are silent, as if not wanting to be heard by anyone though this room is reliably sound proof.
Bliss, complete bliss... this word cannot even explain how I feel now. Pleasurable sensations burst like a million fireworks lighting up the sky. I hold onto him tight, so tight my arms hurt. I know I will cum soon, it's just a matter of time, but really soon.
"Go h-ha-harder." I instruct.
I know this will definitely result in more pain, it is not completely 'not painful' actually, it is painful but just that the feeling of pleasure has engulfed the feeling of pain.
And that- Nathaniel is pretty sure off. The first times should always be 'not too hard', but I don't care. I'm loving this, and I want it to be hard... I want it to be just too much for the first time. So, Nathaniel doesn't listen to me, his body tensed when I said so, meaning he heard me, but now, he is back to thrusting me as if he didn't.
"Nathaniel!?" desperation is sounding in my voice. "Wait."
He does and raises his body, hovering over me, his hands holding him up. "Did I hurt you?"
"No..." I sigh processing the loss of his moving dick inside my core. "I said do it hard... don't hold back." his eyes widen as they study mine.
"Really?"
I nod.
"But I'll hurt you... it'll hurt..."
"Fuck, I know okay..." I wiggle my waist. He then nods, burring his face on the crook of my neck again and then rams deep inside of me, thrusting so hard inside of me.
And that is the end of the silence that had engulfed us.
"Oh...oh god Nate!" I moan. Nathaniel sits back on his heels again, I slowly start to rock down on him opposing his motion as we just feed off each other. The sounds he makes triggers a tightening feeling from my core, causing a vibration I can feel in my balls making me shudder against him. When I cry out I can feel his arms tightening around my thighs and his hips bucking down with a gasp.
Tears of pleasure start to stream down to my ears and I let out a half gasp, half sob, he was right this would hurt... but totally worth it, this feels good. I continued to moan, mouth wide though moaning so low, but as for Nathaniel, he only wasn't holding back on making hard love to me but also his sounds. Right now, he is loudly groaning every time he thrusts back into me. it's actually unusual because every time we do 'stuff' I a normally the loud one, and him... the silent one.
He is hitting my prostate directly, I actually force myself to keep my eyes opened as he 'almost' rips me into two. our eyes meet, resulting in his passing a smirk my end. I'm about to reciprocate, but it then starts to feel as if he is hitting every sensitive place all at once and it is sending pleasure racing through my entire body. I have read anal sex feels good... I'm sure everyone has heard it. But at first, I wasn't sure when it hurt. Well now, I wholeheartedly believe it, since I am experiencing it firsthand.
"Uh! Ung! Uh!" Nathaniel cries gripping my thighs hard. I give up on the trying to hold eye contact thing, I shut my eyes rolling them back. I can swear I am really close, way to close... dangerously close.
I gasp, unable to stay still as my back arcs hands flying to his waist again pulling him closer. He practically lays on top of me and I wrap my hands around him and my legs too. he captures my lips for a rough and nasty wet kiss that I reciprocate between moans. He suddenly pulls back again, for the millionth time tonight sitting on his heel. Then his voice comes out high pitched and strained. "I'm cl-close... ahh."
And so am I.
But I want this to not end.
I want this to last.
Skin on skin, sharing such a moment with him, that is what I want.
All I want right now.
But, I also know that is not possible. And besides, it will not be healthy to make love 24/7, now will it?
So, I answer, as half as ruined as he is... another understatement... "Me too..."
And then he takes my dick in his hand and starts to stroke me so fast. I shudder as I cry out in complete bliss. My back arcs and I dig my nails into Nathaniel's skin as I cry out. My toes numb curling so hard and legs raising to be suspended in the air.
"I'm gonna cum... ah! I'm gonna cum!" Nathaniel cries out throwing his head back. I don't find any strength to answer him lost in my own ecstasy.
"Fuck!" I breath out as I feel my balls tighten with a shudder. Then, I feel Nathaniel's body tense for a second, before his whole body shake pushing for the last time before he reaches his orgasm.
Then, my eyes widen, as I reach a certain level of high, on cloud nine and then my whole body goes rigid before I feel my dick springs up, balls tightening hard and then I cum all over my stomach. I cry moreover almost sitting up while grabbing his thighs as my body continues to shake as Nathaniel's palm tighten on my erection. Then he stops and removes his hand, his breathing loud and unsteady. I just stay there under him still a whimpering mess under him. I feel his eyes study me as mine are shut. When I open them, I see him still in the same position, that is when I realize he is still inside of me, and it really feels uncomfortable.
"You can p- hmm-" he then pulls out immediately.
"Fuck- I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." I nod resting my head back on the bed.
" Shit!!!" he suddenly bursts causing me to see if anything is wrong!
"What!? You're okay?"
"Yeah, just-" I look down at the small space between us then I see his palm covered in cum and the condom held with two fingers. "Sorry, it just slipped but non got into you though." He immediately apologizes his face turning red.
Rolling my eyes, I drag him, and he rests next to me. It's not like I care about it, even if it had happened it matters not. Silence falls amongst us as I force my breathing to stabilize. I feel myself get sleepy, so fast it amazes me.
"We should go shower."
"Shut up and cuddle me." I snap and he wraps his hands around me. I remember I still have cum all over my stomach, and just as I want to go wipe it but his hands wipe it all over my stomach and I chuckle.
"I love you- so much." He whispers pulling me closer him. I smile to myself as he kisses the side of my head.
"I love you too Nathaniel Sandas... But fuck! That was amazing..."
He chuckles weekly before he answers lowly. "I can used to the whole of that... you're hurting?"
"Not much... but tomorrow I'm gonna hate it."