Mouthful

I’d loved Joey for a long time. He excited something deep within me, I wasn’t afraid to tell him what I thought or what I wanted, especially when it came to sex. When it came to sex, he allowed me to be in control, to know what I wanted and to ask for it. He made me feel the love that he said he had for me, he made me feel that I could trust him with my life.

For a long time, sex was just talk, and hoping, and wishing that it could actually be. When we actually got the chance, we didn’t know what to do.

All of a sudden, my stomach was full of butterflies and I was nervous and tongue tied. It was almost like we hadn’t been dating for the last two years. Then…he smiled at me and squeezed my hand and leaned down to press his lips against mine, they were so warm and soft and I could just smell him…I closed my eyes and I pressed back. My heart was thundering. I was so nervous about doing something wrong; I wanted so badly to please him.

Then I felt the hand on my breast. One of my eyes slid open and I looked down to find his hand splayed over my left breast. While I watched, he squeezed me softly and I felt his tongue rubbing against my closed lips. I parted them for him and his tongue darted inside, what made me jump was the soft moan that I felt rumbling against my lips. His thumb sought out my nipple through my shirt and bra and even though I couldn’t see it, I knew that it was hard and ready.
I felt his tongue gently caress mine and I let out a soft whimper of pleasure that I couldn’t contain. My hands slid up to caress his cheeks and rub his shoulders. His hand slid underneath my shirt.
I broke the kiss and I felt a blush prickling at my cheeks, “Joey…”

He was immediately concerned, his eyes snapped open and I saw the concern reflected in them as his hand retreated, “You don’t want me to?”

I wasn’t sure what to say, I did want it very badly…I was afraid. I swallowed hard and lifted my shirt up and off. I knew my nipples were probably showing very proudly from my white bra and I was still blushing, but I took his hand and replaced it on my breast. I murmured a soft, “I want you to.” And I pressed my lips to his again.

It wasn’t long before he was fondling me gently, rubbing his thumb against the hard little nubs, now showing very clearly through my bra. He squeezed the soft flesh of my breasts and rubbed it in small circles over and over, eventually working both breasts out of my bra. I shivered and made a move to cover up again, but he held my arms at my sides. He tugged the shoulder straps down until my bra was around my waist and he pressed his ear against the left side of my chest.

I blushed again but I began running my fingers through his hair. When he shifted slightly to remove his own shirt, I felt it. His erection pressed right against my thigh and I blushed even more deeply but I didn’t try to move away. I don’t think he had revealed himself intentionally, but I was turned on all the same.

I was already thinking of his fingers in my hair, what his moans sounded like coming from above me, how his cock would leak when he was very close to orgasm…

His tongue darted out and flicked over my nipple and I couldn’t hold back the loud moan that erupted from my throat. I gripped his hair tightly as he began tugging on each nipple gently. My hips jerked forward involuntarily and I blushed deeply as I felt his fingers begin working their way into my jeans as his lips kissed over my breasts.

It was then that my spark of doubt came up. We’d been together a long time, but on one of our first times alone together, I found myself half dressed and about to be completely nude. It’s not that I didn’t want sex; I wanted it very very badly. I wanted to make love to my Joey, I wanted to please him, touch him. But I wondered…Did it make me easy since I wanted to make love to him right then and there? That I would allow him to do whatever he pleased to me? That I couldn’t wait to play with his cock…
The thought that sex would change our relationship had been playing on my mind since I was sure he was going to visit and even before then. I don’t know how but I had managed to mostly push it out of my mind, hoping for the best and that making love would be a sign of how we felt, and not a handicap later, but I still wondered about my very small amount of willpower…

While I pondered, he got me undressed. I noticed by his soft warm breath lapping at my inner thighs. His fingers were poised to push them apart when he looked at me. He smiled shyly and I saw a blush begin to stain his cheeks as he silently asked permission to continue. I felt my expression soften a bit and making love to my Joey came to the forefront of my mind again. He loved me, I knew that. But seeing him there, it made it tangible for me. He didn’t have it in him to use me that way. We were both fairly new at relationships and it never seemed as if all he wanted was sex.

My stomach stopped tumbling for a moment. He loved me. I saw it in his eyes, I heard it when he spoke, and I felt it when we touched.

My heart thudded dully in my chest as I gently eased my legs open. I was surprised at how wet I had become in so short a time and by the look on his face, Joey was too. I felt my cheeks heating up and I avoided his gaze. I felt his fingers graze my thighs gently and before I knew it, his lips were pressed to mine, murmuring soft “I love you” s against them over and over while his fingers danced along my tummy.

He asked me if I was sure that I wanted this, if he should continue. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed. He moaned softly and buried his face in my chest while his fingers continued inside my thighs and began tickling my pussy. Instinctively my legs spread wider and one of his fingers plunged into me. My soft moans echoed his as he nibbled and kissed the skin closest to his mouth and his finger continued to work its way into me as deeply as it could go.
He ran his tongue over my lips as his palm pressed gently against my clit. I jumped and moaned anyway and I felt my hips pitch themselves up from the bed, exposing me even more. I felt his finger retreat and I moaned a little in disappointment.

My heart leapt into my throat when I heard Joey’s belt clatter to the floor. I hadn’t noticed that my eyes were closed, but when I opened them, I saw him quickly maneuvering out his pants and his underwear before pressing against me again, his cock pressing urgently at my thigh. My moan was swallowed by his lips descending on mine. His fingers ran over my sides slowly as he parted my lips with his tongue and began exploring my mouth softly and slowly. He pressed closer to me, and his cock slid higher up my thigh and I blushed.

His lips pressed against mine again and I felt my breath catch in my throat as I blushed and slowly lifted my gaze to his. His thumb brushed against my cheek softly and he smiled shyly. His cheeks were still burning with his blush; he seemed to be appraising me. I saw his eyes sliding down my body, taking in everything, I shivered a little. His hands softly cupped my breasts and he squeezed them lightly, watching them try to conform to the shape of his hand. My moans sounded softly by his ear and he blushed in response.

Joey pulled back a bit and his blush seemed to deepen and he looked away from me before quietly asking, “Do you want to play with me?”

For the past two years, that had been what we would say I wanted to do to him when I would describe how I’d make love to him, how I’d love his cock. I knew he enjoyed it; I’m just not sure that he understood the level to which I enjoyed it. Now that I was presented with the opportunity however, I felt my face heat up and my heart start thundering in my chest as I tried to come up with an answer.

I remember how I would tell him time and again that he had the most beautiful cock I had ever seen in my life. I would describe in detail how I would touch it, taste it, tease it, how I wanted to be treated while I did it. But there was no silk rope or blindfold here. There was nothing especially adventurous, no kink, no act to put on. We were just there together, about to make love for the first time and I was afraid. Afraid that maybe the fantasy was more than the reality ever could be.

He blushed a little harder and smiled at me again. I nodded and finally responded that I wanted to, so Joey laid back in much the same way as I was. He pulled me into a gentle embrace so that I was on top of him. His lips pressed to mine and we both blushed as I eagerly returned the kiss.
His cock brushed against my thigh again and he pressed his lips to my ear and whispered softly, “Please, play with my cock, angel. He misses you so much.” His tongue began to circle slowly around my left ear then and I shivered and began moving down, pressing kisses along his chest and stomach. My heart was still pounding and I felt myself trembling a bit.

My fingers slid around his cock loosely, but I could feel his heart beat throbbing against my hand and I blushed very deeply. I already felt a small gush of my own juices just from being so close to the object of my desire. I can’t remember how many times he had already promised to “fuck you with my hard throbbing cock” I could already see he wasn’t exaggerating.

I squeezed him a little harder, reveling in how smooth his skin was yet how hard he seemed to be. I’d never been with anyone before him and even though I wasn’t naïve about sex, I had never experienced it first hand. Now I was holding my beloved’s cock in my hand, wondering if he’d even like what he just asked me to do or if I could do it correctly. I wanted it to be mind blowing, I wanted him to feel what I felt just then.
I slid my tongue out and just barely grazed the tip of his cock and he jerked back and moaned softly in response. I trembled gently and pressed my lips to him very softly and he moaned again. This time, I felt his hands massaging my shoulders gently. I couldn’t help my own soft moan as I began to take him into my mouth. I felt his heat against my tongue and I wanted more of it. I braced my hand against his stomach and I slid more of him past my lips, careful to keep my teeth out of the way. I blushed and moaned at the sensation of his smooth skin gliding over my tongue and I pulled back, curious as to what exactly I was exploring. I started at the base of his cock and kissed it softly before I began flicking my tongue along his shaft, feeling one of his veins throbbing with his heartbeat. I slid my tongue along the underside of the tip of his cock and I felt another gush of my juices begin to wind their way down my thigh when I felt his fingers in my hair. I slid my tongue over the tip of his cock very gently and I moaned fairly loudly when I finally tasted him. He was sort of bitter and salty and so warm, as if the heat just radiated from the tip of his cock, I was in love. I heard Joey moan loudly and he drove his hips up gently, stuffing more of himself into my mouth. I didn’t care; I accepted it greedily and began pumping him in and out of my mouth slowly, relishing his taste. He remedied this by gently tugging on my hair, silently instructing me to move faster. I heard his breaths become ragged and his skin heat up beneath my fingertips. I felt my cheeks flare up with heat too and my heart throbbed wildly in my chest as I felt his throbbing warmth brushing against the back of my throat. His hands tugged more urgently now and I worked my mouth faster around him, suckling on him longingly the whole while.

He gently pulled away from me and grabbed me by my shoulders. I was momentarily broken out of the little trance I had worked myself in and I immediately began to wonder what I had done wrong. He pressed his lips flush against mine and captured me in an embrace. His lips worked over my ear and I heard his familiar panting as he softly asked, “Are you sure?” I wrapped my fingers about his shaft and he shuddered gently. I felt his pulse throbbing wildly in my hand and I knew that he was very close to orgasm, but had stopped anyway. “We can still stop if you want to, my beloved.” His blush still strongly colored his cheeks and a shy smile played on his lips. I brushed my fingers over his cheek and I blushed, not from embarrassment, but from excitement. “I want to make love, Joey.” I bit his lower lip gently and tugged on it gingerly as I pressed against him. His hands were on me again, caressing my back, rubbing my sides, squeezing my butt softly, as he tried to deepen our kiss. His gentle moans tickled my tongue as he pressed against me in return, his arousal pressing against my soft stomach again and I blushed.
“I want to make love to you too, my Netty.” He pressed me into the bed and his hands found my breasts again as did his lips. He suckled eagerly at each nipple while caressing the rest of my breast with one hand and tweaking the opposite nipple with the other. I couldn’t moan loudly enough to show my appreciation, I gently rubbed his thigh with mine as I moaned and panted softly in pleasure and I caressed his neck and back softly. All of a sudden, his lips were pressed warmly against my neck and I shivered slightly, I wasn’t really prepared for the light caress of my clit and so I gasped rather loudly and shoved my hips up, effectively grinding my crotch against his hand. He moaned softly in response and he began to rub his palm against me softly in response to my little outburst. I felt my body shake a bit and I held back my moan, producing a loud sigh instead. My eyes drifted closed, and I felt his warmth recede from my neck. His lips were on my chest, kissing and sucking warmly at my nipples, his cheek rubbing happily against them too as I moaned as softly as I could. My fingers wound themselves in his hair, and Joey continued down, kissing the hollow between my breasts, down my stomach, lapping softly at my belly button with his tongue. I felt soft kisses and nibbles at my inner thighs and I felt myself blushing very deeply and trying to keep my eyes closed. My heart has been thundering wildly since I had realized what he intended to do and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to watch. His hand rubbed over my stomach gently and slowly and I finally opened my eyes. Joey was blushing just as much as I was again, and from the way he was looking at me, he was asking my permission. I eased my legs open a bit more, but I continued to blush anyway. I felt his breath gently tickling my pussy lips and I shivered, my nipples hardening a bit more. He pressed his lips softly against those of my pussy and I let out a soft groan of pleasure. It felt so warm, like nothing I’d ever experienced. I blushed a lot when he suckled one of my prominent pussy lips into his mouth and ran his tongue over it, quickly doing the same with its twin. When Joey noticed the gentle trembling that was going through my body, he rubbed my thighs softly and quickly exposed my clit from her long hood like he had seen me do many times. His breaths were cool against the sensitive little bud and I shuddered forcefully in response. He gently touched me with his tongue and I writhed on the bed, suddenly wanting more. He dragged his warm, wet, tongue over the very tip of my clit and I gasped and cried out as I slipped my legs around his head. It was one of the most incredible feelings I had ever had, how soft it was and at the same time, it was so textured that it couldn’t help but feel wonderful teasing the smooth skin of my clit with his gentle strokes. He dipped his tongue between my pussy lips, gently probing at my entrance and then retreating again to lap at my clit. I couldn’t see straight anymore. His hand reached up to fondle my breasts and I covered his hands with mine as I shuddered and panted, knowing that these intense feelings would eventually boil over into a full blown orgasm that would leave me a shaking (and very wet) mess. I tugged insistently on his hair and I blushed as he finally looked up, but continued to manipulate me with his hands.
Never in my life had I been touched intimately by another person. I was used to my hands, but I fell in love with his immediately. They were so much bigger than mine and a little rougher to the touch but I loved them. His finger tip gently rubbed against the entrance of my pussy before sliding in again and I felt my legs stiffen a bit and my eyes slid closed as I whimpered softly in pleasure. He kissed my clit and I trembled and forced my eyes open again and I squeezed him with my legs. “Please make love to me, Joeybear.”
He blushed a little but quickly made his way back up to me. His tongue flicked out and licked my cheek and I blushed and pressed my lips to his very hard. His hand caressed my cheek and I relaxed into our kiss and we let our lips gently caress each other’s and my hands gently touched each of his cheeks in turn.
“I love you, Joey.” His eyelashes tickled my eyelids a bit and I knew he was looking at me, and I felt myself blush again. I gently pressed my lips to his again, but I opened my eyes that time. After a bit he pulled his lips away and kissed my cheeks, and my forehead, my chin, my eyelids, my ears. I couldn’t help smiling, I was blushing quite a bit but I smiled, it felt so good. He held me close and kissed me again, “I love you too, Anette.” I continued to blush, he only ever used my name when he was being very serious, but I loved the way it sounded coming from his lips.
Before I had the chance to kiss him again, he was kissing and very lightly nipping at the side of my neck. He made his way to my ear and softly asked if I was still on birth control. I blushed a little harder as I admitted that I had been prepared for about 3 months now and I was sure I had taken everything correctly. Joey was blushing too as he pulled back and kissed me again. He admitted that he had brought condoms just in case, knowing this would probably happen.

When I saw him with his cock in his hand, it became very real for me. That we were really going to make love and nothing was ever going to be the same between us after this point, whether this was for the better or worse was something for later and all at once I wanted it so badly and I wanted to go back too. I didn’t want things to change between us, but Joey visiting me at all was a change, and one of the best I had ever experienced. I knew I was nervous and I tried to push it out of my mind and so I looked at Joey. He was blushing too but his eyes were warm and his cock seemed as ready as ever. I managed to whisper a soft, “I love you,” and he kissed me again and repeated those gentle words in my ear as he leaned forward. I spread my legs more, trying to make it a little easy for him. As he approached, I realized that it would probably hurt me, but I knew it couldn’t last for long and I wanted…I wanted my Joey. I wanted to please him, I wanted to connect with him, I wanted to feel him…I kept my legs open and even spread my pussy lips to make my body all the more inviting. “Please, Joeybear.”

He blushed again but he pushed forward and I felt his cock pressing insistently against my pussy. I flinched a little and he faltered and stopped, I begged him to continue and he gingerly pressed forward again. I couldn’t help the small frown that crossed my face and I felt him gently take one of my nipples between his fingertips and he began to stroke it to distract me. His free hand eventually began gently massaging my clit in quick circles and although I felt my pussy desperately trying to accommodate this new intruder, it didn’t feel quite as bad as I convinced myself it would.

I pulled Joey closer to me and begged him to lie still for a while. He was panting softly and sweating a bit and I blushed and kissed his lips softly. He buried his face in my neck and began suckling softly on it as I shivered a bit. I rubbed his neck in return and I silently questioned if he was okay with my fingers gently playing over his back. When he didn’t move for another moment, I squeezed him softly and murmured, “Are you okay?” His whole body gave a shudder and he nodded and nibbled on my ear, “I want to fuck you, my love.”
I felt my face grow even warmer and my pussy squeezed him gently at the thought and he moaned and pressed against me more. “But I don’t want to hurt you…” I swallowed hard and rocked my hips a little, “If you go slow at first, I should be okay, Joey…I want you to.”

He gripped my hips gently and I gasped softly as he began to pull out, the sensation of relief flooding into me. I cried out softly when he slowly began to slide back into me, I was still stretching and it still hurt a little. Joey rubbed my clit again, more insistently this time and his free hand fondled my breasts. I wrapped my legs around Joey’s waist in return. “Please don’t stop, Joeybear. It’s okay.” He blushed and moaned softly and rubbed my nipples a little harder in response. It wasn’t very long before I was enjoying all the new sensations I had never even come close to experiencing before. The warmth of another person pressed against me, inside of me. His heartbeat throbbing insistently against the walls of my pussy, the gentle stroking of his cock quickly entering and leaving me. It also wasn’t very long that I would feel longing instead of relief whenever he would withdraw. He began to lose himself in the sensations once he realized he wasn’t hurting me anymore. My hands ran over his shoulders and chest, I even played with his nipples a bit before I fell back onto the bed, oddly spent as I felt my orgasm getting very close. I allowed my eyes to drift closed and I focused on the feelings in my body. The way I shook when Joey entered me, the sensation of his cock rubbing me from the inside, the thickness of it, the heat, the way my clitty felt like it was going to explode from the shocks of pleasure collecting inside of it and radiating out, how wet my pussy was getting from the little spasms in my pussy caused from all the stimulation, and the way I could feel my orgasm just building inside of me, his moans…
His hands ran over my thighs softly and he leaned forward and captured one of my nipples in his mouth. I felt my pussy give an involuntary squeeze and I blushed and held him close to me, whispering soft, “I love you”s into his hair. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold on, but I was sure that it wouldn’t be long enough. I already felt my body jerking gently in pleasure and my legs were starting to get stiff as I tensed up in anticipation. Joey starting thrusting much harder then, his body tapping against my clitty in a quick rhythm, his hands squeezing my hips and running appreciatively over my thighs, and I felt oddly full too. I knew that he was close and I tried very hard to hold back, but I wrapped my arms around his neck and I pulled him in for a kiss and before his lips even touched mine, I let it come. I gripped him tightly with my legs and I hugged him tightly with my arms and I felt it. My whole body felt incredibly warm as my pussy tried to contract around him, managing to frantically squeeze his cock in the process as I felt myself growing even wetter as I released more of my juices and I moaned and whimpered loudly against his lips, My whole body shook with pleasure, even my hands trembled where I held onto Joey tightly and it felt like my whole body was blushing from the aftershocks of the rather large explosion in my clitty. Joey gave a few more thrusts, he had ridden out my orgasm well, but I felt him lean against me heavily and a tremor passed through his body and he moaned and kissed my neck. I blushed at the warmth that I felt filling me up, even though I was sure I couldn’t tell his juices from my own afterwards, I felt it…
Joey rolled us over so I was on top again, the sweat we had worked up was starting to cool and so he covered us with my comforter and rubbed my back so that I relaxed against his chest. His heartbeat eventually slowed to normal, but I listened intently to it as he held me close and rubbed my back. I’d never been happier in my entire life…

He kissed the top of my head, and I kissed his throat, and I couldn’t even count the number of times we exchanged “I love you”s before we started to get drowsy. At my urgings, he drifted off first, and I was glad that he didn’t see me cry a little afterwards while I pressed closer to him and just kissed him and touched him over and over while he slept… Drowsiness got to me too not much later and I had a peaceful sleep, closer to the man I loved than I had ever been, and very, very happy… I didn’t have to dream anymore. Everything I wanted was there when I woke up….

I love you, my Joey.