First Touch (Fiction)

Adam and I have been together for about a month now, and it's so hard to keep our hands off each other. The farthest we've gone so far is just making out with heavy petting and some groping, but when we're alone behind closed doors it's impossible for us to not start going at it. Adam is about 5'8'' tall, with broad shoulders and a semi-muscular body. He's nowhere near as ripped as some of the men out there, but he does take care of himself enough to make me bite my lip and cause my panties to get very wet very quickly when he takes his shirt off. His hair is raven black and cut close to his head, and his eyes are a deep chocolate brown. Absolutely everything about him turns me on, from the feel of his calloused hands on my bare skin to the sound of his husky voice in my ear as he whispers naughtiness to me in the heat of the moment.

This afternoon after I finished working on my essay and he got out of work, we decided to meet up in the dining hall for some dinner, needing the quality time to relax and distress after our stressful days. We sit and talk about our days, the highs and the lows, and enjoying our time together. As we talk, underneath the table our feet intertwine and rub each other, telling the other how much we wanted them after not seeing them at all that day. All throughout dinner we tease one another through looks of desire, gentle caresses, and light rubs under the table, getting all worked up for what was about to come. Dessert was when we decide to back, mostly due to the ultimate tease for Adam. He has a dish of ice cream to finish off dinner, and scoops a little on his finger in an attempt to wipe it on my nose and get me messy. I know this was the plan-because he's done it before-so I grab his hand and slowly lick the ice cream off, while looking in his eyes. Then for extra measure I take it in my mouth and give it a quick suck. In that moment I see him go from playful boyfriend to a lustful animal.

His voice is a husky whisper when he says, "I think it's time for us to head on out. Jeremy is out tonight" which is his way of saying if we don't leave now, I'll be on my back on the table in five seconds flat. Knowing this makes my pussy tingle and automatically tighten with anticipation, and I can smell my arousal already. As we walk up to drop off our plates I'm keenly aware of even the slightest amount of contact with him, all of my senses on overdrive. We get down to the tunnels and nearly run to the elevator for our dorm building, unable to handle the excitement and anticipation of what's to come. When we finally enter the elevator he roughly grabs my ass and pins my body to his, knowing that both touching my butt and taking control are two of my biggest turn ons.

We get to his door and while he's unlocking it my hands are up under his shirt, rubbing on his chest, and I'm on my tiptoes kissing his neck. He pushes the door open, backs me into the room, and kicks the door closed as he starts to practically devour my neck. He alternates between nipping at the skin with his teeth, and gently suckling at the skin, driving me wild with the stimulation. My neck is so sensitive that this kind of stimulation and contact alone is enough to push me to the brink of an orgasm. I start to pull his shirt off him, dying to have more skin to skin contact with him, loving the heat of his body when in contact with mine. This pulls him off of my neck long enough for me to grab the belt loops of his pants so I can pull him to the bed so we can lay down and continue from there.

On the bed, we break from the passionate kissing to take a moment to look at one another and appreciate each other. His hands wander under my shirt and tank top, fingers caressing the not quite so smooth skin. I lean in for a kiss, and this time it's more of a deep intimate kiss than the urgent and lustful ones we just shared. Our tongues intertwine and dance together, and you can't tell where one ends and the other begins. He slowly pushes my shirt and tank top up my body, over every curve, savoring the experience of undressing me until I'm left in my bra and jeans. He places a tender kiss on the top of each breast, suckling on the now exposed skin. This is the farthest we've ever been together, but I know I'm ready to take it further.

"Adam...touch me. I'm ready for it, and right now I need you to" I say in a gentle whisper with a mixture of nerves, desire, and desperation. It's all I want in the moment.

"Are you sure...? I don't want you to do anything you'll regret" he tries to tell me, not wanting me to feel pressured into taking things further with him. I don't say anything, instead I reach back and unclasp my bra, letting my boobs free. I give him a shy little nod, then place his hands on them, encouraging him to feel them. He places a kiss on my lips, then slowly moves the kisses down my neck, and they finally land on my breasts. He starts off just gently sucking on the skin, his fingers roaming along the rest of my body or playing with my rock hard nipples. Eventually he turns his attention to the nipples, nibbling and sucking on them, the sensation sending shivers all over my body and causing my panties to dampen even more. My nipples have never been very sensitive, even while playing with myself, but the things Adam is doing to them makes me reconsider playing with my nipples more.

I slip his fingers down into my jeans and panties to show him how desperately I want him, and how much I need him to touch me in such an intimate way. I run his finger just up the slit, soaking his finger with my juice, and he looks at me in disbelief. I take it a step further by unbuttoning my pants and slowly pushing them down off my hips, leaving my underwear on. I push his hand back down to my panty-clad pussy, and look up at him with nothing but want and desire, begging him with my eyes to touch me. He looks down at my body, runs his eyes up and down it, then finally says,

"You're so beautiful...Are you sure you want me to do this? You can still say no." I don't say a word. All I do is kiss him and push my hips up into him, showing him how much I want him to touch me. He kisses me back, deep and passionate, then puts his fingers down in my panties. He starts to lightly stroke my wet slit, teasing a little but also getting his finger wet enough to enter as well. These light caresses already have me writhing beneath him, begging for more, needing to feel him inside me. He slowly enters one finger, gently wiggling it back and forth as more and more of it enters. This has me panting and moaning, unable to comprehend that fact that another person currently has their finger inside me. He pulls the finger out, causing me to whimper and feel a little empty, then tries to fit two fingers in. He sees me wince since it's a very tight fit, and quickly pulls the two out.

After getting more of a feel for my pussy, in every sense of the phrase, he starts to really get into. His in and out motions are becoming faster, and he isn't being so gentle anymore. His dominating take-control attitude is coming out again, and it has me wanting more. He now adds his thumb, using it to rub my clit as he fingers my dripping hole, and his mouth is attached to my nipples, sucking and biting them. I've never had so many parts of my body stimulated at once, and it's leaving me clutching on to him for dear life. His back is marked by my nails, and knowing that brings a level of mental stimulation as well. I'm so overwhelmed by all the sensations; the feel of his fingers in me and his mouth on me, the sight of my scratches on his back, the smell of arousal, and the sounds of my own moans; quickly puts me on the edge of one of the world's most powerful orgasms.

My back arches, pushing even more of my breast into his hungry mouth, and the walls of my pussy tighten around his finger. I don't have to tell him I'm about to cum, my body is already doing that, and so he speeds up his fingers to push me way over that edge of no return. His hand is covered with juice as my body reaches it's climax, letting out the most animalistic noise I have ever made in my entire life. I know people in the neighboring dorms hear my orgasm, but I'm so overwhelmed by everything that I couldn't care less. I can't stop moaning his name, telling him how absolutely amazing he is, as I ride wave after wave of pleasure. I never want his fingers to leave my body they feel so amazing inside.

I lay on the bed panting and sweaty from what we had just done, and Adam is still on top of me, looking down at me. All of a sudden I'm keenly aware of his erection pressing into me, and after what just happened I couldn't leave him like that...so I got to touch my first cock as well...but that's another story for another day!