It felt like his hands were everywhere at once. I had no idea what to do with my hands. Did I put them on his back or on his face? I wasn’t sure, so they laid limp on either side of my head against the pillow. I felt the heat and liquid gather between my legs as he continued to kiss and fondle me and when his hand cupped me through my jeans, I bucked my hips and moaned. Woah! Who knew touching could feel so good?

He groaned as his hands then moved to my jeans, undoing the front of them quickly and then his own. “Oh baby, you’re so fucking hot.”

I lifted my hips when he pulled on my jeans, still unsure of what was going to happen. He tugged them down and then off, letting them fall onto the floor. He stood at the end of his bed as he discarded his own, revealing his plain white boxers. He was straining against the fabric.

I was curious about what it looked like but I didn’t want him to feel self-conscious with this girl staring at his penis so I forced my eyes up to his face. His eyes were focused on my panties. For a moment, I was worried that he didn’t like them but he seemed concerned only with getting them off of me as was evidenced by his quick hands.

Once my panties were off, his boxers were next, and before I could blink again he was on top of me. He was kissing me, then he slid his tip through my wetness and slowly slipped it inside. I felt the heat in my face and stayed still beneath him not sure what was going on. I kept my eyes closed, and wondered, briefly, where the pizza was. And how long sex usually took. And when it was supposed to be good.

He pulled back and reached into his bedside table drawer pulling out a condom. I heard the rip as the plastic made way for the rubber. He slid it on slowly, allowing me a look at his penis and then resumed his position. “You’re so hot, baby…” He pushed forward, slipping into my tightness, he felt a little resistance but didn’t stop, instead he thrust through and I bit my lower lip as I cried out.

“Fuck!” He groaned still going painfully slowly, I felt the ache start to dull down and soon I wanted him moving.

“Please,” I begged softly and his hips started to move spastically. His bit on his lower lip and threw his head back.