The First Time

Part II: The Beginning

I pulled through my gates and started up the long drive to my home, which sat a half mile off the road, within a thick stand of forest. I preferred my privacy when I was here, that was after all the point of having a home outside of the city.

I took a moment to appreciate my house. I had worked long and hard to attain everything that I had. I had worked my way through several stints in the Marines to getting out and getting my foot into the door of the business world. I hadn’t quit moving upward since.

Tonight I was going to attain another prize for my collection. She would be the perfect fit for what I had always thought about having.

I left my car on the drive and walked through my front door into my entryway.

I paused for a moment, my silk jacket nearly halfway down my arms. There was something different about the feeling of my house. I went still to listen…..nothing……

But something told me that I wasn’t alone. I started walking the rooms of my home, not knowing what to expect….

Front room, drawing room, dining room, library, office, kitchen, living room…..nothing…..

There was still the upstairs though.

I had a few enemies, but none that were anywhere near my home as of this morning. I liked to keep track, I had angered many in my own rise, but of course that didn’t mean they wouldn’t send people in their place.

I eased quietly up the stairs, easily avoiding all the places that like to squeak and groan with the weight of an adult and glanced into the guest room and my upstairs library.

Still nothing.

That essentially left my bedroom. The door was closed most of the way….certainly not how I had left it.

Well, nothing to do but to find out I thought. I swung the door open silently….

…and there she was. In my bed. Sprawled out and obviously enjoying the down comforter, wearing nothing but a big red bow around her neck.

Well, I hadn’t been expecting this.

Eager little thing wasn’t she? She didn’t seem to realize what sort of night she had in store for her.

I had planned on taking her to dinner and a musical, which I knew she adored, before bringing her home, relaxed and perhaps a little more comfortable with what was about to happen. Not that she hadn’t begged me before to take her, but I thought today, with the reality of what was about to happen, she might be a little nervous.

She hadn’t noticed me yet either. Her short black hair haloed her face, emphasizing her high cheekbones and slightly slanted eyes, which were closed. Her soft mouth was begging to be tasted and indulged with pleasure.

She was breathing rhythmically, she was asleep.

I wondered how close I could get before she noticed me and woke up.

Slipping my shoes off and undoing several buttons on my blouse before I slipped across the room on cat’s feet.

She was a light sleeper, I had learned that from evenings spent cuddled with her on my couch, where a slight jostle would bring her head up off my shoulder so that she could blink at me sleepily with dark, smoky eyes, making me ache…

Stopping at the foot of the bed, I admired the feast laid out before me. Pale, creamy skin with just a sprinkling of freckles made my mouth water. The red of the bow only manage to make her paleness stand out even more.

What would it be like to see my marks on that flesh?

It always amazed me how very straight she was. Her hips were only smaller bumps above her thighs and while her breasts always brought my hands back to them, even they didn’t make much of an impression of curves. At first I had thought it was her age, but now I wasn’t so sure. She could pass for a boy with a jaunty little cap she often wore when she wanted to.

I began to crawl my way up the bed between her slightly spread legs. Her perfect little quim was just like I remembered it from that night a year ago today. The pretty little triangle of curls framed everything just so. She was pink and slightly glistening.

As she breathed I got glimpses of her more inner self, her clit peeking out just barely from her folds as if she was dreaming already about tonight. Her thighs were begging me to have my nails sink into them and force them further apart for my pleasure.

I wondered what she would look like with her blood smeared across her thighs, eyes glazed by the pain, but also by the sheer pleasure she would be forced to feel at the same time. Would my little princess enjoy her body’s betrayal?

I couldn’t help myself, I had dreamed about that alley way for a year and everything I would have done if things had turned out differently. I let myself drop my cheek against her inner thigh and stroke against her soft, soft skin.

I could smell her.

I let my cheek stroke upward, enjoying her silkiness against my face, and brought my mouth to her center, allowing myself to breathe her fully in.

I decided to torment myself and let just the very tip of my tongue reach out and take only the smallest of tastes at the very tip of her flesh.

She tasted like the sweetest of ambrosias.

I was going to be able to finish this properly this time. I thought that it would only be correct to begin where we ended before. I would start her off gently and lead her into things a bit first. I wasn’t completely cruel and uncaring.

I allowed myself a deeper lick and this time she stirred, her eyes beginning to sleepily open in the gloom of my bedroom.

I ran my hands once more over the silkiness of her thighs before brutally clamping them down on her knees to force her as wide as I could manage, exposing her completely to me for the first time.

She had a dainty little mole just past the crease of her thighs.

My mouth was watering at the way she gleamed wetly. Her sleek folds were open, showing me her clitoris and her dark opening completely. Her asshole was a promised crease further down.

The swift parting of her thighs had brought her fully awake, startling her dark eyes wide and bringing her slender fingers into my hair.

Her breathy little gasp only fueled me on.

I let her look into my eyes for a long moment, before dragging my tongue from her asshole to her clit, letting myself pause on the end of the swipe to suck on her stiff clitoris for just long enough….

I know for a fact how hard my hands are. I’m sure that my grasp was probably hurting her, but I wanted her to begin to associate the two feelings, pleasure and pain, together.

I set my mouth fully against her and start truly eating her, to bring her to the edge, just the very edge...

She had started moaning and twisting in my grasp. I held her on the absolute brink of fulfillment before just stopping and watching her.

Her eyes, which had closed, opened and blindly sought mine.

Her mouth opens roundly to utter one simple syllable… “please!”.

But no, not quite yet…

I trail one hand up her thigh, cupping her mound briefly, letting one finger run through her lips, just barely pressing into her, before continuing my way up to her firm little breasts.

I gently roll her nipple between my fingers, making her chest arch off the bed before biting none too gently down on that enticing little mole that’s ever so close to where she really wants me to be.

Her mind momentarily off her cunt, brought back just slightly from that final edge, I bring my other hand up to slip a finger fully into her, crooking it upward to stroke that spot, just there, right inside of her, while I pinch her nipple as hard as I can and slip her clit just between the very tip my teeth, biting…just…right… there….

Her scream of completion echoes through my house and makes me grin lazily against her as I let my tongue continue to lap up the sweet, sweet juices her perfect little body produces.

I don’t give her a break either, my tongue starts building her up again and this time I twist two fingers into her tight little hole, able to feel the hyman that says she isn’t still completely mine.

How my little girl is still a virgin, I’ll never know, but I won’t complain either.

In a swift movement I push myself up onto my knees and put my still fully clothed body over her, letting my fingers twist and turn and rub just the way I know she’ll like and I let my mouth take a hold of her gasping, pouting lips.

Her mouth seems startled by mine, but she quickly adjusts, letting her hands let go of where they had settled, buried in my thick comforter, to wrap around my neck as I force my tongue deep into her mouth. Her small, roughly peaked breasts press into mine and briefly I let my weight down onto her, savoring the feel of her body pressed completely up into mine.

I pull back from the kiss and let my lips enjoy the taste of her cheek, her chin, the place her head meets her neck, just under her ear.

I feel her hands start to run down my arms, her head tilting back to give me better access, before her hands slip around my front to tug helplessly at all the buttons that still block her from truly touching me.

I smirk as I gently nibble her ear and slip my hands under her slim shoulders.

She’s complete putty in my hands, letting me turn her over, to maneuver her up onto her knees so that I can wrap my arms around her body, my fingers still dancing merrily in her cunt.

I keep her thighs spread with my own knees and knead her breast with one hand while I pull my fingers out of her to tug on her clit to the point of making her cum once again.

She’s nearly keening now, as the pulses wash through her petite body once again.

I make sure the pulses last as long as I can manage before shoving her over, forcing her face into my pillow and her cute little ass high in the air.

Her pussy is still visible, I can see the lips still trembling.

I rub the smooth skin of her ass until I feel it begin to warm up just slightly, before I pull back and smack her just lightly, once, twice, a third time…allowing for a delicate flush to appear.

Now its time to get rough.

A/N:

Thank you for all the lovely reviews! I'll continue with character development as we go along, I want this to last a while yet...Our pretty little girl needs to show much more of her strong personality yet!