My Very First Time - Part 5

Vatsa,

Well, obviously Doug was still very aroused when he pulled out of my cunt. I, on the other hand, was no longer aroused at all because I was still shocked by how much it hurt to have Doug's thick cock in my cunt.

Doug was kneeling between my legs, looking down at me sprawled across his bed.

He wrapped his fingers around his cock, slick from my juices and began slowly pumping his hand up and down his shaft. He was still staring at me and could see that watching him stroke his cock was turning me back on, my nipples began to tighten and harden, and my breathing quickened a bit.

Doug gave me an intense look, his hand still leisurely stroking his hard cock. "It would be hot if you touched yourself right now. While I stroke off. God, Camella... it would be so hot to watch you finger yourself while I jacked off."

I was instantly aroused by the idea and he could tell from the smile that bloomed on my face. He smiled down at me, his eyes riveted on my hand, slipping down my belly, across my abdomen, past my bush to slowly slip my fingers between the lips of my pussy.

"Ohh... yes, baby, just like that..." Doug moaned and his hand started moving a bit faster on his cock.

My other hand was on my breast, squeezing and kneading it, rolling my nipple between my fingers, pinching and tweaking it. My fingers were still caressing my pussy and I started to rub my clit. My legs were spread wide so Doug had a full view and he was definitely staring at my fingers working my clit and pussy.

When I slipped one finger inside my cunt, he groaned and began telling me how fucking hot it was to watch this, that he loved watching me pleasure myself. His hand pumping up and down his shaft.

"Sit up a bit, baby.... please..."

I propped myself up on my free arm, sitting up a bit and Doug reached down with his free hand and grabbed one of my breasts. Cupping it, squeezing it, pinching my nipple. His eyes still on my fingers in my pussy, watching me slowly draw one finger in and out of my cunt.

His hand was roaming from one breast to the other, squeezing and pinching, while he groaned about how incredibly hot I was, how he was nearly ready to cum from watching me. He continued to pump his cock and squeeze my breasts, while I slipped a second finger into my cunt and started pushing them in and out, in and out. My thumb rubbing my clit.

"Ohhh... god... Camella... I'm so close." Both of our hips were rocking with the rhythm set by our hands and I started moving my fingers more furiously, wanting to cum along with Doug. My thumb frantically rubbing my clit, my fingers working my cunt.

Doug started to shake, "Oh... god... Camella... I want to cum all over your gorgeous breasts... please... Camella...." I smiled at him and nodded my head and he groaned, loud and deep, watching my fingers drive in and out of my cunt. He continued to groan my name as my body started to quiver with the onslaught of my orgasm, once I started shaking, he pumped his cock one last time and shot his cum all over my breasts.

I came almost instantly, as soon as his hot, sticky cum hit my breasts, and my back arched off the bed, my fingers buried deep in my cunt as I came, my cum pouring down my hand while Doug's cum was pouring down my body. He was still stroking his cock and it was still leaking cum while I quivered from the aftershocks of my orgasm, and he reached down to my breasts with his free hand and smeared his cum all over my breasts, pinching and tugging on my nipple while he finished stroking his cock.

We stayed like that for a few minutes--or longer, I'm not sure, since I was still in that wonderful haze that comes after having an intense orgasm. Perhaps I even dozed off a bit because when I opened my eyes, Doug was still between my legs but he was sitting on his heels and he was smiling at me.

"That was so great, Camella. So hot." I just smiled and nodded my head in agreement because I was beyond being able to speak, and was still trying to catch my breath.

My breathing slowed down and I was finally able to tell Doug how much I enjoyed it, how erotic it was to watch him jerk off while I fingered myself.

"You're all sticky. Why don't we take a shower and clean off?" He was grinning his Cheshire Cat grin, which he knew I had a hard time saying no to, and besides, he was right, I WAS sticky.

"Sure, a shower sounds great."

His bedroom had an attached bathroom, so he went to it and started the hot water for the shower. He came back into the room and smiled at me as I gingerly got off his bed, trying to not get too much of his cum all over the place. You're an absolute mess, he told me with a big smile, as he walked towards me. I smiled back and agreed, Yup, definitely messy and we began kissing.

When he moved in close to deepen the kiss, and my sticky, cum soaked breasts brushed against him, he laughed and pulled away. Oh yeah, the shower, he said and we both laughed because we'd both completely forgotten about it.

The shower felt so good. We rinsed the cum off our bodies, he washed the cum out of my hair and we soaped up a washcloth and started running it over each other's bodies, washing every inch of skin we could reach. He loved the feeling of my wet, soapy breasts in his hands and he started to squeeze them and I could feel his cock beginning to harden again. As we moved under the spray to rinse off the soap, he pulled me close, pressing me against his body and gave me a deep kiss. We made out while the water cascaded down our bodies and I could feel his erect cock pressed against my abdomen.

His hand slipped from my breasts down to my pussy and he chuckled, "You're already wet."

"Of course I am, we're in a SHOWER." And he laughed again.

"Not that kind of wet."

We continued to kiss while the water bathed us and his fingers began to move inside the lips of my pussy. Rolling and rubbing my clit, pressing a finger into my cunt.

"Touch me, Camella. Please..."

"Can't you ever get enough?" I honestly couldn't believe that he was hard again after cumming only fifteen minutes ago.

"Not of you... Please, Camella."

I wrapped my fingers around his cock, more confident this time, tightening them around his shaft and slowly beginning to move them up and down. While his fingers danced inside my pussy, teasing my clit, pressing in and out of my cunt.

Our hips were rocking against each other, both of us moaning each other's name, loving how the water made us both so slippery. My hand pumping his cock the way I'd watched him do it only minutes before, his fingers rubbing my clit, plunging into my cunt, exactly the way he'd seen me do it.

We were passionately kissing while stroking each other, our tongues delving deep into each other's mouth. Our bodies swaying together, my breasts pressed against his chest, our breathing ragged, full of arousal. His cock began to throb in my hand, getting almost impossibly harder, and I instinctively moved my hand faster on his cock, while he slipped two fingers into my cunt and started pumping them in and out of me.

We were both groaning loudly, we broke our kiss and I dropped my head back and his lips immediately sought out my neck, kissing and nibbling and sucking it. He cupped my breast with his free hand and pushed it up towards him, his fingers tweaking my hard nipple, as he lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple.

I moaned his name, my hand still furiously stroking his cock, he moaned my name, his fingers plunging in and out of my cunt, his mouth on my breast. I came first, my body quivering, my legs shaking, and I moaned his name over and over, Doug Doug Doug.

"Ohh... god... Camella.." And I felt his cock spasm in my hand, pumping out what little cum he had left. He was still sucking on my breast and I continued to stroke him until his cock stopped spasming. When it was done, and I'd removed my hand, he rested his head on my breasts, the water still pouring down on us. He told me that I was so amazing, and so sexy as he lifted his head from the pillow of my breasts and shut off the water.

For some reason, I got suddenly shy as soon as we stepped out of the shower. My skin turning a delicate pink color from the hot shower, then deepening to red as I blushed. Doug just smiled at me. He knew I was nervous, and he wrapped a towel around me and started to dry my body while telling me how incredible the night had been, and that he wouldn't have changed any of it.

We dried each other off, Doug found us each a bathrobe, and went to pour us some shots while I dried my hair.

I came out of his bedroom to meet him in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a bathrobe, my red hair still slightly damp and wavy, falling down past my shoulders. Doug looked up as I approached the kitchen and smiled at me and my nervousness returned and I smiled back, feeling my cheeks getting hot as I blushed. He held out a shot of whiskey for me, we clinked them together, toasting to a great night and slugged them down. He grabbed my robe and pulled me close, giving me a deep, probing kiss. We'd both talked about how much we loved tasting whiskey in each other's mouth and we both tasted of whiskey and sin that night. He pulled back and poured us another shot (yes, in those days, I drank like an Irishman), we toasted to our next amazing night together and downed the whiskey.

"I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted. Will you stay the night?" I was still living at home but I'd already worked out a lie for my whereabouts that night--staying with my friend Laura, who would vouch for me if my parents had the audacity to call her. But Doug didn't know that, and was worried that I'd have to leave soon to head home.

"I can stay the night." He gave me a huge smile and said how wonderful that was and well then, let's go to bed.

And we did. Headed back to his bedroom, took off our robes and climbed into bed together. Naked and spooning, his head buried in my hair, one hand on my breasts, the other on my thigh, and we went to sleep.

Sadly, it was one of the last great nights we were to have. And I'll have to write about the first time a guy came in my cunt in another email because this one is already way, way too long. As always, let me know what you think.

Camella.