"Let's get it on?"
"You...", she whispered softly. I tried to adjust my position, but she surprised me by climbing on top of me.
"Fer..."
"Just lie down," she instructed, so I didn't argue. She grabbed my erect member and guided it to her entrance, then tried to sit down.
"Uuhhgg," we both groaned, feeling the discomfort. It was like dry skin clinging to me.
"Stop...", she said.
"I'll take over...", I replied, and took hold of my shaft, rubbing its head against her slightly sticky entrance. It wasn’t very wet, just sticky enough to make it hard to enter.
"There, sit on it!", I encouraged, and she slowly sat down.
"Uuughh...", she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
"Uugghh...", she groaned again as my head finally entered.
"Uugghhh...", she sighed as she managed to take in half of me. Inside, it felt like there were cobwebs I had to break through. Jennifer’s tight entrance squeezed my head, and only the slippery fluid helped me push my throbbing member in. I could see on her face that she was forcing herself through the pain.
"Uuugghhh....", she moaned as she instinctively moved up and down.
"Uuhhhhhhmmmmmmfff....", she finally took all of me in and then collapsed onto my chest.
"Fer, it’s so tight."
"It’s painful too...", she didn’t move, just held onto me, and we kissed like we did the first time on the sofa. We had mastered the art of kissing compared to what we were doing now.
She adjusted herself on top of me, and without warning, she started to grind.
"Uuuugghhhh.....", was all I could respond as she did that for a few moments. I tried to sit up, but she pushed me back down with both hands. I didn’t know what sound to make because I was trying to hold back from climaxing.
"Fer, I’m gonna c*m, Fer!!", I warned, and she quickly lifted her hips, slightly extending her knees, causing my member to slip out of her wet entrance. My c*m shot out, splattering on her thigh, lower stomach, and belly.
"Yuck!!!", Jennifer joked. She lay beside me, holding her entrance.
"It hurts. It’s bleeding inside.", she said, and I could smell the blood on my member. In my mind, I shouted, "First blood!! Victory!!"
I turned to kiss Jennifer on the cheek as she closed her eyes and sighed. My softened, sticky member, covered in our fluids and her blood, brushed against her. We rested, gently caressing each other and whispering sweet nothings.
"There, you... you have me now.", I didn’t really get what she meant, so I just kissed her cheek.
"Don’t worry, I’m not one to 'kiss and tell'. I’m not into gossip.", I reassured her, and she turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her chest, which I had forgotten to admire, now brought joy to my eyes as I gazed at her perky, full breasts. She buried her face in my cheek.
"Do you love me?"
"Yes, I love you.", I quickly replied, matching her soft tone.
"Thank you...", and we hugged tightly.