An Unexpected Favor

What the fans want the fans guess. You all wanted foreplay, well I only so happy to give it to you. Sorry you guys. I know it is crappy to have sex without foreplay, but I was having writer's block and didn't know what the hell to put... since i got the reviews I changed it. Just want you to know that your suggestions are taken seriously and to heart. Thanks for all the suggestion and comments. Keep it up okies? Thanks you guys...on with the show...or story...LoL...


Jen blushed at his words. She was somewhat angry that he would think her otherwise, what did he think she was? A slut? And the other part of her was a little embarrassed. After all she was twenty-seven years old and still a virgin. He probably thought she would grow old all alone with tons of cats. She shuddered at the thought.

“Yes,” answering his earlier question “is that bad?” she asked crossing her arms across her chest, though it did nothing to hide the fact that Damien could still see she was very well endowed.
Damien all of a sudden felt like an utter jerk. Damn, did it really come out worse than he intended?

“What? No…of course not, I was…just surprised that’s all” he laughed nervously though his words. Wow, he was insensitive. And here he thought he was here to wow her off her feet. ‘Stupid ass’ he thought to himself. But determined to redeem himself, Damien sat behind her pulling her into a loving embrace.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to sound as if you’re weird or anything like that,” he said stroking her cheek with his calloused fingers tips. “I just meant that you are so beautiful, I can’t believe no one has tried yet”

She jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow playfully and leaned into his embrace.
“Nice save” she said nuzzling her cheek against his well-toned chest. His body was warm and hard against hers. She’d never felt a feeling like this in all her life. The best way she could describe it was velvet covered steel.

“Damien?”

“Yes?”

Turning away, Jen could feel the blush that smoldered her face. And even though it threatened to burn her alive in embarrassment, Jen willed the words past her beautiful lips.

“Make love to me.” Damien’s eyes couldn’t help but widened in shock. She wasn’t serious, was she?

“God, how I want to…” he whispered softly into her ear, softly nuzzling her cheek with his own.

“Please?” she asked before turning her head around to plant a firm, but soft kiss on his.

Jen’s kiss combined with the scent of her skin was driving Damien mad. He pulled away from their kiss, only to plant more on her neck. He nibbled, sucked, and licked every inch of flesh that covered her neck. She was so soft, so delicate, like a flower. The most precious flower that some how ended in his calloused hands. ‘I won’t hurt you’ he silently promised himself and God.

Jen’s body shook with pleasure with every stroke of Damien’s tongue on her body. She could feel the blood pump through her body and the warm sensation that puddle in the pit of her stomach. She whimpered softly as she felt his fingertips push their way past her shorts. Where he would find a wonderful surprise.

She wasn’t wearing panties. Damien’s grinned and thanked God, one less article of clothing to deal with. Sliding his fingers slowly down her body, until he felt short crisp hairs. God even her hair down there was soft. Willing himself past their softness, he soon found what he was looking for. She was so wet and hot. Again he grinned as he slide a finger up and down her slit, not really ready to penetrate her yet.

Jen bit down on her lip, holding back a whimper as Damien’s fingers caressed her slit. She could feel herself grow wetter and wetter with every stroke. It was driving her crazy with lust. And pretty soon her body started to move on it’s own accord. Her hips started to jerk and ride his fingers, loving how they stroked her. But to Jen’s displeasure, Damien withdrew.

Damien smiled as he threw her on the bed. Climbing on top her, so they were eye to eye, he brought his fingers to his lips and gave them a playful lick. He moaned at their sweetness.

”So sweet” he murmured before presenting his fingers to Jen, “Try some” he laughed as Jen’s face contorted and turned away.

“No…that’s gross” she tried shoving his hand away as Damien kept them in front of her face no matter where she turned.

“Aw…come on, aren’t you the least bit curios what you taste like?” he asked licking his fingers again. She tasted so damn sweet; it was hard to get enough. Then his mind came up with an idea that would get him to taste her more.

Jen didn’t like the look his Damien’s eyes as he trailed them down her body. She had the sneaking suspicion that he was planning something. And she was absolutely right. He kissed down her body painfully slow, too slow for her already aroused body. His lips were so teasing that she wanted to scream. She tried to calm down, to not look at the erotic sight of him. But she couldn’t help it, ‘Just a peek’ she said glancing down at him as his lips drifted further and further down her body. He stopped as he reached her sex.. The blush on her face deepened causing Damien to grin like a cat. No one had ever looked at her their before. Well except for the doctor that delivered her…and her mother. But that was about it. Her body moved of it’s own will, and probably of it’s own embarrassment, as she tried to close her legs.

Damien hands grabbed her thighs and parted them as they threatened to close on him. He shook one finger at her.

“No, keep them open.” He warned. When she nodded, she looked too cute with that blush on her cheeks. Grinning at her as he came to look down at her sex. Locking his gaze on her, he let one long and slow lick up her slit. He kept a slow rhythm until he could feel Jen start to squirm. Then he figured it was time to get serious. Bringing his lips to her already engorged clit, he caught it in between his teeth, before sucking lightly on it.

Jen gasped as he sucked on her clit. Her hands buried themselves into his shortly cropped hair and pushed his face deeper. She thought it couldn’t get any better, but she was wrong. Damien’s hands came to her breast and began to fondle them, lightly at first, then a little rougher. She could feel her nipple turn into pebbles as he continuous dragged his thumb back and forth over them. Her breath quicken as her body was assaulted with pleasure.
“Damien…” she breathed out.

”Yes?” he asked popping up bringing his face mere inches from her own. He smiled down at her, licking the juices that escaped his tongue. Without warning, Damien pressed his lips against her forcing her to taste herself.

Jen dove into the kiss. She enjoyed the feeling of his lips on her way too much. Then her mind registered the sweet taste that was foreign. She knew it wasn’t Damien’s lips. Though they did taste divine, this was different. And then she remembered what he did. She finally knew what she tasted, and Damien hadn’t been lying when he said she tasted sweet. She moaned into their kiss as she felt Damien’s tongue lips her lips, asking entrance which she all so willingly gave.

Their tongues danced around together. Luring Jen’s tongue deeper into his mouth , Damien sucked on it lightly, scarping his teeth long it’s surface lightly. Damien thought that he was in heaven, because nothing on Earth should make a person this lost in sensation. But Damien was brought back as he felt something tugging at his pants.

Damien’s buckle was being extremely uncooperative. ‘Stupid piece of leather’ she said still tugging at it. She felt Damien’s hands cover her own as he undid the buckle for her. Now her hands free, she nervously roamed every inch of his body, which was literally covered in muscle. She could feel how hard they were and he wasn’t even flexing. As her hands trailed lower, she noticed something she’d didn’t earlier. His abdomen was…wow. Forget six-pack, Damien had eight, that any woman she knew would gladly do laundry on…not that she would let them.

Damien eased himself out of his pants and briefs as Jen’s shaking hands roamed over him. He hoped she liked what she found. As he sprang free from his confinements, he let out a sigh of relief and his body thanked him. Looking down at her he lifted her shin so he could see her eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, hoping she wouldn’t say “no”. But, he’d understand if she did. He remembered his promise which only strengthened his resolve.

“Yes, but take it slow okay?” she said a little nervous.

“We’ll go at your speed.” He said flipping their position she was on top. He could see the look of surprise on Jen’s face and it only made him smile.

“Your speed.” He said again as he lifted her hips off his, as he placed the head of his cock at her already more than ready entrance…or at least as ready as it was going to get.

Jen got the idea as she took a deep breath. At that moment she remembered the talks she had with her older sister about sex. About how the first time hurt and the best way was one quick shove and then relax. She placed her hands on Damien’s chest. ‘One shove’ she said feeling the tip of him waiting. Jen took another deep breath as she let all her wait drop and she felt her pelvis hit Damien hips. Pain surged through her and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from screaming out loud.

Damien saw the look of pain on Jen’s face. He’d seen before the pain and been told many times that the first time always hurt. So why did it bother him so much? His heart ached as he saw tears roll down her cheeks. He couldn’t take it anymore, he promised not the hurt her. Gripping her hips he tried to lift her off, but Jen held his hands and stayed in place.

“Don’t you dare!” she said through clenched teeth, the pain slowly slipping away.

“I don’t want to hurt you” he replied again trying to take her off. But again Jen just held herself their. And soon she started to rock her hips against his, pleasure taking over the pain. She felt him helping her with thrust of his own, and he went even deeper than before causing her to moan. God, she loved the way he filled her. He fit so perfectly inside, so snug.

Damien gritted his teeth together to stop himself from cuming. She was so tight. And when she started to rock her hips, he felt his breath catch. He’d never felt like this with any other girl, never felt this…right.

She started to get the hang of this as she started to slowly move herself up and down on his cock. Now, this part of the conversation with her sister she remembered. Remember little sister, variety. Don’t just go up and down, have fun with it. Go slow, then fast, then slow again. Tease him. Go in circles. But whatever you do…don’t just do one thing. Jen remembered her sister’s voice and advice. ‘Variety huh?’ Jen smiled at the thought. Speeding up a little, Jen rotated her hips as she went up and down on Damien’s prick. And in truth it also felt way better to her as well, she was hitting more places than if she just went up and down.

‘Rotating?’ Damien’s mind assessed as he gritted his teeth together. God, she felt so good. And she was rotating. Not like some of the high school girls he knew, who just went up and down. Placing his hands on her hips, he grinned. ‘Well, she’s used to it’ he said to himself as he rolled them over so he was on top of her.

Jen looked at him completely surprised, but didn’t to keep her eyes open long as Damien pulled out until only the head was in. Then thrust all of himself into her. She screamed, but this time in pleasure. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she met him thrust for thrust, as her nails scratched across his back. The warm feeling in her stomach started to build again, but this time it was a lot bigger. She tried to hold it back, but with every thrust they made together it threatened to come out. Until finally it did.

Damien could already feel his balls tighten and he knew he was about to cum, but he held out. When he felt Jen’s already tight pussy tighten around him, he couldn’t stop himself as he thrust into her one more time and emptied himself into her with a loud grunt.

Jen felt jet stream and stream of Damien’s cum rush into her and revealed in the feeling. They were one now. Jen felt…complete. She wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but by his side right now…or forever. She’d given Damien not only her virginity, but her heart as well. She wouldn’t tell him though…not yet at least.

His breathing was ragged and his body was tired, but his heart willing him to get up and look at Jen. She smiled at him and placed her hand to his cheek. Turning his head he planted a soft kiss on her palm. He started to pull out, so he could roll over when Jen grabbed his ass and forced him back.

“I don’t think we could sleep if I was on top” he gave her a quizzical look.

“But, don’t pull it out yet” she said with a sexy pout. How could any man resist that?

Smiling at her, he rolled them without pulling out. He loved the way she felt on top of him. And he would like to keep that feeling, no matter the cost.

”Was it worth it?” he asked looking at the ceiling.

Jen looked up at him. He wasn’t facing her, so she forced him to gaze at her. She placed a small kiss on his lips.

“No…it was more than worth it”

Damien could help but think ‘For me too, Jen…for me too’