White Silk Sheets

Tim lay casually on his side, one hand holding up his head, the other lying aimlessly beside him. He shifted, mainly out of boredom, partly because he loved feeling the white silk sheets covering Katherine’s bed rub against his naked body.

He wondered what Katherine’s reaction would be when she found him. Tim had crawled through a window, a window which was now, in fact, still open and possessing a curtain being shaken by a light breeze blowing in. He figured she was going to be given quite a shock; Tim always seemed like such the nice boy. Who would’ve ever thought he’d be lying naked in a girl’s room?

Tim’s thoughts were interrupted when he heard soft footsteps coming closer. It was Katherine. As the door flew open, Tim closed his eyes for a brief moment and his heart skipped a beat. He heard Katherine gasp. “Timmy… what are you…”

Tim opened his eyes and met Katherine’s, full of questions. He got up and walked to her, pressing his lips lightly against hers. He pulled back and looked in to her eyes for a minute, then drew her back in towards him, slamming his mouth against hers, desperate to taste her and feel her tongue encircling his. He kept his mouth pressed against hers as he carefully and deliberately found the bottom hem of her shirt and began pulling it off, regretting the brief moment when he had to separate himself from her to drag the shirt over her head.

Tim shifted slightly and Katherine suddenly seemed to first take notice of his seven-and-a-half inch, semi-hard cock. The notice of this awakened a deep passion in her and she suddenly sprang to life, tearing off her pants and throwing herself on to Tim, erasing all doubts in his mind. He carefully steered her towards her bed and laid her gently down on it, tenderly kissing her neck from one side to the other, before slowly moving down. He kissed circles around her nipples, then gently flicked his tongue over them, until they both stood rock-hard. He moved back, admiring the curves of Katherine’s breasts for a second before she arched her back slightly, silently begging for him to enter her.

Tim fought the temptation to take her right then. Instead, he persisted in his mission to have her practically crying for it. He laid a quick peck on her lips, then began a painfully slow trail of kisses down her neck, down her chest, across her stomach until he was laying light kisses all around her vulva. She was dripping, and Tim’s mouth was soon covered in her juices, and he began following his kissing trail back up, until he was smothering her mouth with his once again. Katherine began licking his mouth, tasting her own juices. She arched her back again and moaned a little, and Tim knew he could wait no longer.

As he positioned himself over Katherine, he felt her legs wrap around his waist. He thrust in to her, breaking her hymen. Katherine uttered a little cry of pain, but breathlessly gasped “Keep going.” She knew Tim would stop if he thought he was hurting her and she didn’t want that, not at all.

Tim was moving in and out of her now in a slow, steady rhythm. She was so tight and the friction of their bodies rubbing together was driving him insane with pleasure. He knew he could come any second, but he wanted Katherine’s first time to be memorable, for her to achieve an orgasm. He moved his hand down to her clit and began fondling it, rolling it between his fis. Ts. Tim could feel her body tensing and he threw his body in to a final thrust, then felt her vaginal muscles convulse around him, shredding his last ounce of control. He came, releasing a load of ejaculate and letting out a loud groan of pleasure. His body was twitching from the severity of his orgasm, but he continued to rock against Katherine until his dick was completely soft, Then he collapsed beside her, completely spent. He glanced over at her and saw her shaking slightly, and glowing in sweat. She was gorgeous. Tim felt her wrap her barely trembling arms around him and lay her head on his chest, feeling his pounding heart against her cheek. And they slept, holding each other, on top of the white silk sheets, now stained with a few drops of blood.